Post by ♥`R`i`p`p`e`d`♥ on Sept 22, 2007 14:59:07 GMT -7
Run, run, run... Tears streamed down her face. Not Tigerstorm.. Not like all the others.. A list of cats came to mind. Brightfeather, her friend, Albinopaw, her apprentice, her mother and father, her family, friends.. They had all died, or were lost. A still breeze blew throughout the place. She breathed, calmed down just enough to hear a rustling in the reeds.
Turns out it was Torn, although she didn't know his name, who he was, or that he was her brother. "Get away!" She hissed through her tears.
Turns out it was Torn, although she didn't know his name, who he was, or that he was her brother. "Get away!" She hissed through her tears.
Torn, the natural cat he is, called her down and licked his paw, the one with the band that said Ripped and Torn, and swiped it over his ear. "What's your name?" He asked, looking at the metal band. He knew what it said now. An old cat told him. It said Ripped and Torn. Funny, it said his name.[/center][/size][/color]