User blog:Phoenix Flight/a thing

a little short story thing based off of a story between me and Tanglu. le enjoy~

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A black-furred tom lifted his head, his ears pricked. There. he thought, twitching his tailtip. He slipped over, silent as a show, to the bramble den. The scent of milk wafted from the tiny spaces between the closely-woven brambles, and he knew that he had the right den. He's in there. the rogue thought, stepping over small twigs that littered the path toward his target.

He poked his head through the small hole in the very back of the den, his blue eyes alert and his ears flicked up. She-cats lay scattered in their nests, some plump with unborn kits and some with tiny bundles of fur curled up around them. But the rogue wasn't interested in those kits. He was interested in one in particular. One without a mother to save him.

The black-pelted rogue checked to make sure all the queens were asleep, then he slipped through the small hidden entrance, letting out a hiss of irritation as the sharp thorns caught on his dark pelt, and he immeidately regretted his noise. He glanced around, and saw a small grey kit stir, but it didn't wake up; it only flopped over onto its other side, letting out tiny snores and mewls from time to time.

The rogue heaved a silent sigh of relief, then he looked back to the kit he was targeting. It was one that looked like a miniature version of himself, with a black pelt and blue eyes, but without the scars from old skirmishes.

The black-furred rogue stalked silently over to the kit, weaving around the occasional queen or kit that lay, blocking his path, unknowing of the intruder that had sneaked so quietly into their den.

With his paw, the rogue roughly prodded the sleeping kitten awake.

The kit lifted his head and blinked his soft blue eyes drowsily. He then let out a tiny mew as he yawned, but froze as he looked up to see the cat that had woken him. He opened his mouth to cry out in surprise, but the rogue's paw slapped over it, muffling his cry of disbelief.

The rogue snarled softly, his icy-blue eyes narrowed. "Say anything and you die," he hissed. "Got it?" His black fur bristled, making him appear larger than he really was, which only made the NightClan kitten frightened even further.

The kitten nodded slowly, his eyes wide in terror.

-tbc