Post by braveheart on Oct 20, 2011 19:41:38 GMT -5
Dreampaw walked along the stoney path leading to the moor. She had smelled a strange yet, familiar scent carried down from the wind. The scent led into the gorse bush. She stopped and sniffed the air again. Suddenly a blur of white tortousseshell fur slammed into Dreampaw. The wind was knocked from her as she hit the ground, she looked up to see Redheart, the cat who had betrayed his clan for his own power. She struggled from his grip, but Redheart raised his paw and delivered a strong blow. Dreampaw yowled, feeling blackness suck her in. She struggled to get up, but everything was gone. (How do you like my mini-story?)
I like it. Your writing seems very good and I'd like to read more.
Ok, I have some time now to write prolouge to my new warrior cats series fanfiction about five clans.