„On the Pirate Boat” Hawk waited impatiently for the storm - huge, gray clouds whirled in the sky, little thunders coming from them and pouncing on their surroundings just to jump back again. The air was buzzing with electricity. The kitten reminded himself of the warning given to him by older pirate cats and climbed off of the foretop, almost colliding with one of his shipmates as he jumped. „Watch your step” the she-cat scolded, batting him with her scarred paw. „And get right down, you don’t want to be struck. All the NoTails went there already” she took a sip out of the wooden barrel the raindrops fell in. Hawk pricked his ears up. He could hear the NoTails’ laughter, shouts and fight sounds. „I’d rather stay here, thanks Fight” he meowed as he turned away from the she-cat, looking for a place to rest for the night. „Fine” Fight snapped, as she ran down. „Your choice” Hawk has found the right spot and curled into a ball between the barrels filled with apples, and soon drifted into sleep.
