The molly stare at him as he let out a small hiss. No way is he going to die without fighting back. His eyes widen as he saw her whiskers twitching in amusement. Does she find this funny? Yes he is way smaller than her but he can do damage. He fought other cats before during his escapes.
"You are trespassing in shadowclan territory kit. Go back home before I leave you a few scars to remember me by." The molly mew calmly.
He saw it wasn't an idle threat as her muscles ripple under her fur. Whoever she is, she was train to fight. Since she wasn't going to attack and wasn't finding him threatening, he sat down, wrapping his tail around his paws.
"What is shadowclan? Who are you?" He asks as she also sat down.
"You are a curious kittypet. My name is Russetfur. I am a warrior of shadowclan, one of four clans that live around here. You don't have a collar yet you reek of twolegs. Now go back home." Russetfur grab her mouse before turning to leave.
"Wait! What's a kittypet? And did your cats fight a pure black cat wearing a blue collar and has yellow eyes?" He mew out as he quickly got up.
She didn't answer as she ran farther into the forest. No, he not going to let her get away. He strain his ears to catch her pawsteps as he ran after her. The chase took a few minutes, and he was getting tired. Seeing the tip of her tail, he try to jump on her but the ground was wet, the mud sticking between his toes. Do these cats have web paws? He thought as he let out a mew as he struggle to get out of the mud. It seems he was sinking every time he struggle, the mud was up to his stomach. He let out a yowl as he felt teeth in his scruff, lifting him free of the mud. This is it. Guess he was wrong. Cats do eat other cats. He close his eyes, only opening them when his paws land on dry land. He begin to lay down as he was exhausted from the running and struggling.
"Russetfur, why is there a kit out here? What clan does this kit belong to?" A brown tom said as he sniff him over.
"No clan Deerfoot. He's a kittypet that follow me. Was wondering if he can keep up. He did good if he made it to the marsh." Russetfur eyes had a glint in them that made him nervous. The whole chase was a test? No wonder he could only see her tail disappearing no matter how fast he run.
"Need to have Runningnose look at him. He seem exhausted. Brokenstar isn't going to like this though." Deerfoot mew softly as he look at him.
He was quiet as Deerfoot grab his scruff again, carrying him as Russetfur pick up the prey he had. Despite his exhaustion, he kept his eyes open to try to memorize the way. They stop in front of a thorn tunnel, where a ginger tom was standing guard.
"Russetfur, Deerfoot. Thought you was going for prey. What is this?" The tom demanded as he block their way.
"An injured kit, Scorchwind. Going to wait til Runningnose comes back from the gathering to look him over." Russetfur mew despite the prey in her mouth.
"Fine. Clean the mud from his fur so Runningnose can be quick about it." He grumble as he move out of the way.
Black cat let out an impressive hiss as Deerfoot carried him passed him. Scorchwind look at the kit in approval, seeing how despite his exhaustion, he had fighting spirit.
Russetfur put down the prey in the middle of a stone circle while Deerfoot let him down on ferns outside a den that smelt of herbs.
"Stay there and rest for now. Welcome to ShadowClan camp." Deerfoot murmur to him as he look around at the cats coming out of nearby dens. He left to get moss and dip it in a nearby stream.
There was so many cats, he thought as he felt a wet moss on his fur, cleaning off the mud. His ears flick warily as he saw two mollys coming towards him. One is a brown and cream and the other is pure black.
"Relax kit. Your fear scent is giving you away. Rowanberry, Darkflower. This kit is a kittypet that Russetfur found near the twolegplace border. Got stuck in the marsh and was sinking til I pull him out." Deerfoot growl as he finish cleaning the mud.
"So what your name kit?" Darkflower mew softly as she sat down.
"Why should we know the name of a kit that just going to leave soon? Soft kittypet that will go home in the morning. Bet he want to go home right now." Rowanberry mew with a twitch of her whiskers.
"I'm not soft." He wince as his voice came out in a small mew. He try to stand up but his legs was shaking and Deerfoot put a paw on him to keep him down. He let out a small hiss before he lay back down.
"Don't tease the kit otherwise he won't rest." Deerfoot said as he gave a small grin at the kit's spirit.
"My name is Black cat. That's what the twolegs kits call me." He raise his head as he heard loud meows coming close to the camp. He perk his ears towards the tunnel as he heard Scorchwind explaining what happened.
"Did you see how I impressed those fish faces?" A young voice said
"Two clans changing deputies at the same time? Wonder what RiverClan and ThunderClan is up to." A deep growl said.
"Did you hear that ThunderClan let a kittypet join them?" An elderly mew sounded.
"What that scent with Russetfur and deerfoot?" Another elderly mew said.
He saw Deerfoot and Russetfur sit next to him as he sat up. The two mollies left, going to the prey pile. Russetfur nod in approval as he claw the ground anxiously. Soon he saw a stream of cats coming to him. In the lead was a dark brown tabby with a bent tail. These cats are not kittypets and his tail twitch as he saw battle scars on most of them. His eyes gleam as he look them over, hoping he can join them. From what he can see, they are strong, fast, and caring. Otherwise Deerfoot would left him drown in the mud. Russetfur would have just attack instead of warning him away. But now the brown tom is glaring down at him with a white tom with black paws on his right side. Now he only hope he can leave with his fur intact.