The beginning of a legend. Check out Call me Crooked Wiki on FANDOM to learn more! Prologue: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/261784478/ Chapter 1: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/265152447/ Chapter 2: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/265155528/ Call me Crooked Yorkie_Universe Call me Crooked (CmC) Is told in two main PoV's: Stormy's Pine's Credits: -MADE ON GOOGLE DOCS- The Editing Team: @Cubey_@21 (my brother) @marioandpeach (my bff) Other: Scratch You Guys for deciding @me109308 (for giving me idea) Wonder (for giving me idea) Warriors (uhh for existing? And for herbs and other things)
Chapter One A MONTH LATER Pine pounced on the moss ball. “It’s kinda lonely without littermates.” He mewed. Freckles looked at her son in shock. “I bet.” She said. “I’m going to hunt, Robin will take care of you.” Freckles licked Pine and walked away. Robin said, “You do have a littermate.” Pine’s eyes widened. “What was their name? Were they a she-kit or tom? Did they die?” Robin sighed. “Her name was… her name was Crooked. She was born with a horrifying crooked face, twisted tail, and broken, deformed paws. Your mother knew she wouldn’t survive, so she left her in a dumpster to die in peace, alone, where nobody would hurt her.” Pine said, “Didn’t you try to save her? I wouldn’t make fun of her, you know that, right? You didn’t need to straight out let her die! It wouldn’t be a peaceful death! You-” Robin cut him off. “You don’t understand. You’re just a kit.” Pine protested, “And you were just a kit, too! Any way, I’m about to be in training.” Robin mewed, “The point is, you did have a littermate. We could not do anything to save her. It was too late. That was the past, and don’t mention her to your mother, she had enough of Crooked.” Pine murmured, “Who would name their kit ‘Crooked?’ What type of name is that?” Robin whispered, “Her real name was Stormy, because… she was a grey and silver she-kit. But we call her Crooked now.” Pine shrugged and went on playing his game of moss-ball all on his own.
