Smallest Creature~ Ch. 2 by Thundertail, literature
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Smallest Creature~ Ch. 2
I hear the screech, like all the smart cats that didn't go on dawn patrol. I slowly got up on my huge white paw and padded to look out of the warrior's den. It sounded like Yewspots... Milkriver was quick on her paws and dash to the medicine cat's den to check up on her brother. Milkriver's got it. I thought, my pale green eyes wander to the well-stocked fresh-kill pile. Since I'm up, a good mouse will do. I pad over to the pile and grab a plump mouse that looks freshly caught. Before I could walk in a good sunny place to eat, a voice interrupts. "Beetlepelt!"
I turn to see Russetdapple coming back from dawn patrol, her dark blue eyes no
Smallest Creature~Ch. 1~ A warrior fanfic by Thundertail, literature
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Smallest Creature~Ch. 1~ A warrior fanfic
Dawn patrol... who ever thought of such a mousebrain idea must have hated the thought of sleep. I mean, if you want to sleep that should mean that enemies and such would want some sleep too, right? "Beetlepelt!" A sharp voice broke through fog in my mind.
Only one of my pale greens opened, and saw that a reddish cream colored tabby she-cat was nose to nose with me. "Beetlepelt, I am not kidding this time. You will go on dawn patrol!" She began to nag in a low threating tone. Russetdapple has been nagging like that since we were kits... Luckily that means I know how to over come such annoyance. I let out a large yawn in her face.
She i
Wake up before the sun,
Much to do today.
Gotta get my first glass chocolate milk of the day.
Hey, it's not about how or what your education is.
It depends on how you use it.
Family drama seems to vary,
Depending on the day of the week.
I need another cup of that chocolate milk.
Maybe I'll get my homework done.
If I don't get distracted first.
Then I'll end my day on the last cup of chocolate milk.
There's so much to do.
Things that need to get done.
Things that I should have done long ago.
Procrastination is my name.
But don't worry,
those things will get done...
Tomorrow.
They say I'll mature with age,
but I'm already 18.
Childhood hasn't ended yet.
All these flaws make me, me.
I'm not perfect, neither are you.
So let's smile together.
Flaws and all.
Disconnected from Reality by Thundertail, literature
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Disconnected from Reality
Even without meaning to,
we have technology at our fingertips.
Connected to a national web.
Disconnected from reality.
They say we have potential,
but they're not talking about that new high score on that game your playing.
They say we have expectations,
So why are we still on the web?
Old English Starter: Cab Driver and Ninjas by Thundertail, literature
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Old English Starter: Cab Driver and Ninjas
In his rearview mirror, the cab driver saw what few people in the modern world seen. Ninjas fighting knights in shining armor. In the packed streets of the city, knight swarmed the area. Every person walking, driving, or doing whatever they were doing didn't seem to notice. All the ninjas were covered in black, but their wasn't as many of them as there were knights. Just then a small boy in all black sharply kicked one of the heavy armored men in the gut. Since the armor took most of the blow, the knight quickly grabbed the small ninja's tiny leg and threw him across the street.
The cab driver's eyes were glued to the scene, so he didn't
Vanishing Dreamers ~Warriors Fanfic~ Chapter 1 by Thundertail, literature
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Vanishing Dreamers ~Warriors Fanfic~ Chapter 1
Chapter: 1
Gasping for air, his eyes opened to darkness. His claws dug deep in his warm nest. While his heart hammered, he slowly realized that he was just in the apprentice den. "Will this ever get easier?" he meowed bitterly and slumped back in his nest. It didn't matter if he opened his eyes or not, in the MoleClan you have to use to the darkness, since most of our territory including the camp is underground. Most light you get is when it's a clear outside the sun is shining out of the opening at the top of the cavern, or if you actually peak outside…
He tired closing his eyes again, hoping for a better sleep, "Sootpaw! Are you still
Old English Starter: Witch's Cat by Thundertail, literature
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Old English Starter: Witch's Cat
"I just can't believe it." Mark says while he removes the unbroken bottle from the cat's stomach, but Jill understands and takes the bottle without a word. The cat didn't even seem to have a scar from this. Mark shakes his head, "There is only one way a cat could have swallow a bottle whole and be totally fine is..."
Mark stop talking as he falls to the ground with a thud. Jill's face was blank with no expression, as her cat wakes up from surgery table and jumps in Jill's arms. "Sorry doc," Jill says in a calm voice, "Magic like this can't be found out... yet." She turns way before someone notices that Mark is unconscious on the dirty ol
Vanishing Dreamers ~Warriors Fanfic~ Prologue by Thundertail, literature
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Vanishing Dreamers ~Warriors Fanfic~ Prologue
Prologue:
"Thanks Reedfeather!" a small pale yellowish golden she-cat meowed as she rubbed her nose, "It still hurts though."
A purr rumbled in Reedfeather's throat, "That's why you don't hunt crab unless you know what you're doing, Sandpaw." Reedfeather tried to choke down her laughter, but her green eye seemed to glow in amusement. A frown settled on Sandpaw's face, "It's not that funny."
Reedfeather lightly cuffed Sandpaw's ear, "Don't worry, most apprentices somehow mangage to get their noses stuck in a crab's claw."
Sandpaw's smile came back and she started to head out of the den, "Well thank you, Pebblefall promised me to sh
I Flunked the Assassin Academy (1/3 prologue) by Thundertail, literature
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I Flunked the Assassin Academy (1/3 prologue)
Prologue (1/3 of it):
Everyone was walking around like brainwashed zombies, going up and down the street with little life in their eyes. I've never understood grownups. No facial expressions, expect when angry, and draining the life with each step. Whatever happened to childhood? Nothing would ever happen in the quiet, highly controlled streets of Monteverdi… At least if my sisters and I weren't involved, of course.
Growing up on these streets has taught me a few things; confusion is one of the best cover ups. A pair of guards patrol every other block, so crime isn't very high in a city like this. You have to be smart in order to give