☆My entry :) ☆May try adding in a backstory soon ☆Backstory attempt: The cat looked out of the den window. She was young and didn't understand what was going on outside. Everyone was...play-fighting. She wanted to join in, but her mother wouldn't let her. Instead, she blocked the exit, keeping her body across the door to prevent anyone from leaving. ''I want to join them!'' She whined. Her mother shook her head. Without a word, she curled her tail around her child with a scared expression. ''What's happening?'' She asked again. With a sigh, her mother replied. ''This...this is a war.'' ''A war?'' The young cat repeated again in a confused tone. Her mother nodded. ''They are dangerous. Many cats die in them; all of us were lucky to get to this shelter quickly.'' Kneading the floor, the kit frowned. She was a good fighter. She wasn't scared of war. 'I could beat ALL of them,' she thought. 'I'm brave! Mother says so. She'll be so proud if I go and help win it right now!' Looking around, her eyes gleamed at the sight of the emergency exit. No cat would notice her and she could slip out and back in after defeating the bad guys. As soon as her mother started talking nervously to another cat next to her, the kit took one last glance before rushing into the exit. A yowl of panic came from another young cat behind her, but she ignored everyone's fearful voices. She was outside. Suddenly, she realised how terrifying this really was. Cats yowled and screamed, jumping at each over with fierce expressions. The young cat had made a mistake. She backed away, but something barrelled into her, nocking her to the ground. Her vision blurred as a paw swiped over her face. She sat up. Where was this? The entire area was covered with large trees with thick bark. Leaves scattered the ground and fell from each tree in a peaceful manner. Towering above her was a massive volcano, bubbling with orange lava. Out of the corner of her eye, the cat noticed something. It was a flower, in beautiful shades of orange, yellow and a small bit of pink. Padding towards it, and picking it up in her jaws, the kit felt the rush of the wind as the flower began to glow. Fearing nothing, she still held on to it tightly. The wind blew the petals all around her and she giggled as they tickled her sides. Everything went a bright, blinding white. She was back in a den...she didn't know which one. Many cats were crowded around her and as her vision became less blurry, she saw her mother right beside her. As her eyes opened, she saw tears of joy form in her mother's eyes as she smiled at her kit. Standing up quickly, she felt momentary dizziness which faded away as quickly as it came. ''What happened?'' She asked everyone. ''After you ran outside, someone attacked you mistaking you for an enemy warrior. We thought you were dead,'' A cream coloured cat replied. ''You are beautiful,'' Her closest friend breathed. The young cat blinked in confusion and her mother led her to a small river. She gasped at her own reflection. Petals and tiny flowers were all over her, as if attached to her fur. They were orange and yellow with the tiniest bit of pink...she remembered what happened before she woke up. She also had a pair of wings. ''Wow...'' Was all she could manage. ''I should get you home,'' Her mother meowed in a stern voice, ''Don't ever do that again.'' And saying that, the two of them left the den and walked back to their own. ☆That was my backstory attempt! I hope it was alright :) I may add another small picture soon. ☆Part two: Scratch won't let me add the link properly, so just check Volcanic Tulip studio of my profile for part two.
