Warrior cats (c.) Erin Hunter the Author of the National bestselling series.

Ginger (c.) Me

                                    Ginger lay in the hay of the horse barn. She layed there board out of her mind. She walked out the barn and leap onto the wooden fence. She was a young 10 moon old she cat who had bright ginger fur with a white muzzle and front paws. She spoted a mouse and went in to a hunting stance. She moved forward and leap at it killing it with her powerful paw. She bite down into the juicy mouse and ate. She licked her lips and walked down to the lake for a drink. The lush damp ground felt good under her pads and she felt as nothing good go wrong on such a nice day. She decided she would go for a walk around part of the lake.She was on hilly moor land when a group of three cats appered they hissed and shouted. She ran from them crossing a river and ran into the trees. Now she was way farther away then she wanted to be. She couldn't even see the barn now. She panted and sat by a large Oak tree. She looked around and parted her mouth to sent the air. Cats were here too. She looked around worried. Soon after this she felt sharp claws dig into her back. She hissed in protest and flung her self onto her back. The cat under her hissed and shoved her in the air with his powerful legs. She spun aroung to see a Black tom cat with a brown belly and amber eyes. And long legs. She hissed and he hissed back.

                                        "Your just a Kittypet!" He hissed. "Get out of Thunder Clan's land!"

                                        "I'm no kittypet and trust me I don't want to be here!" Ginger yelled back her claws diging into the ground.

                                         "Get ou---" He began.

                                         "Spiderleg what are you doing to this barn cat?" It was Brackenfur and his apprenticeWhitepaw.

                                          "This cat is on Thunder Clan land!" He protested.

                                          "Calm down Spiderleg she means no harm look at her. And she is out numbered now." BrackenFur said in a clam voice.

                                          Taking notice of this Ginger step back and let her claws go back in. She looked at BrackenFur and looked over the lake.

                                            "I just need to get back to the barn.I'm sorry i was scared off by some other cats on the moor land." Ginger said a bit uneasy.

                                            "That must of been a Wind Clan patrol. But it's to dark for you to make it back to the barn today." Whitepaw said.

                                            "Whitepaw is right come on. We will take you to Firestar." Brackenfur said turning not waiting to see if the others would follow.

                                             Whitepaw followed and Spiderleg glared at Ginger waiting for her to go. She stepped forward and followed Whitepaw's tail through the trees. Spiderleg Followed behind and kept a close eye on her. She could feel his amber cool eyes burning on her back and wished she could of been last in line. She followed Whitepaw through a wall of thorns and bramble with only a tunnel the size for a cat. She came out the other side and gazed at the hollow full of cats. A kit playing with its mom by the nursery. Young cats play fighting together. Cats eating and sunning their fur. She had never seen so many cats in one place. They walked up to a large tom that looked like a flame of fire against the stony walls. A ginger she cat sat by him her tail wrapped around her. The tomcat stepped forward.

                                           "Who might this be?" Said the flame colored tomcat.

                                           The other cats separated to let Ginger stand in front of him. The cats around the hollow had now begun to gather around. Ginger gulped then lets a voice that she tried to hide worry come out though it was still a bit shaky.

                                            "I-I'm Ginger from the horse barn across the lake." She said.

                                            "A barn cat! What are you doing here!?" Shouted out Rainwhisker.

                                             Ginger tried to see the cat but could only hear the cats voice among all the cats.

                                            "Hush! Rainwhisker do you think this cat is powerless? I came to the clan as a Kittypet!" Firestar's voice rang over the clan but it had no anger in it. Only power.

                                             "I well I" Rainwhisker bowed his head and didn't protest any longer.

                                              Firestar turned back to Ginger and spoke, "You will be safe and well fed with us till you make it home."

                                             "We are going to feed the fur ball too! It could catch a mouse if it layed down in her paws!" Rainwhisker had stood his tail lashing.

                                              "I can hunt my self!" Ginger said and twitched her ears toward where Rainwhisker stood.

                                                She leapt over the cats and hit him pin point on the shoulders. Rainwhisker shoved her off and bite down in her scruff. The tusled around and the other cats leap out of the wat. Ginger riped his ear but Rainwhisker was doing well too, and had bite onto the base of her tail and wasn't letting go. She raised her paw and scored his face. They seprated and hissed ready to leap again.

                                                Firestar's voice rang out, "That's it stop this!"

                                                 Ginger leap back and Rainwhisker limped to the medicine cats den. He had his head down and Ginger knew he felt his leader's scorn in his voice.

                                                 "Now does any other cat see her weak? She proved herself to me. She seems to be a warrior." Firestar looked around the cats from his spot on the High Ledge.

                                                Cats all a round talked in the little groups some words Ginger could make out while others were hard. Some seemed fine with her there and others seemed to hate the very smell of her. She looked around hopeing no one would run her out. She liked it here. It wasn't like the barn. And she could look at the stars when she slept. She had always liked the stars for some reason. There was no reason for it and her mother often called her silly but Ginger felt as some thing more was up there. Ginger looked up at Firestar who had waved his tail for them to listen. All the cats stoped talking and perked their ears toward him.

                                                "Ginger will stay till the morning then will be taken to our boder with 2 of our warriors. Spiderleg you can take her and pick the other to go with you." Firestar said then leap from the ledge and was followed in his den by a few of the elders.

                                                 Ginger looked over to Spiderleg who was standing tall and was looking at the cats around him who looked pleased to go with him.

                                                  "Yes uh Sootfur why don't you come?" Spiderleg said trying to sound powerful.

                                                  "Sure Spiderleg, I'll go." Sootfur said a lighter grey tom cat with amber eyes.

                                                   Ginger felt unaesy standing there not doind a thing or saying any remark to what the cats talked about. Gladness flowed over her as she saw Brackenfur walked over to her.

                                                    "Ginger you should stay there for the night" Brackenfur said pointing with his tail to a small clife hang over with scattered moss under it. "Don't worry Whitepaw will fetch fresh and more moss for you." he added.

                                                     "Yes, thank you. For every thing." Ginger said and steped under the hang over and pushed the old moss out.

                                                      "It's nothing now Have you ate today? the fresh pile is over there" He said pointing with his tail to a place a few fox-lengths away. The pile had mouses and birds and a few fluffy squirrels.

                                                       "I had a mouse in the morning but if it isn't any trouble i could do with a robin or black bird." Ginger said noticing how hungry she really was.

                                                        "No trouble at all. Go ahead." He said and walked off.

                                                          Ginger walked over to the pile. She could feel the other cats looking at her. She choose a robin fastly and walked back to her make-shift bed where Whitepaw had already put fresh moss down. She ate the bird with out saying a word to any one she kept out of the others way. After finishing her meal she ruffled the feathers in her bed and curled up in a ball. Her nose was tucked under her tail. She felt happier then she had in a long time. She shut her eyes to dream about the futur.

to be continued......