Soul Eater

Prologue
A pure white tom cat weaved through the bushes and trees of the forest. He ran to a specific bush at the center of a clearing. There stood a long-haired light brown tabby she-cat. The she-cat whipped around when the tom stepped on a twig and snapped it. The she-cat relaxed.

"It's only you, Soul." she breathed.

"Yeah, it's me, Maka." muttered Soul. He stared at Maka shyly, yet he spoke firmly.

"We have to go now, Maka, there's a whole forest full of souls just waiting to be gulped down!" Soul slid his claws out and began to tear at the grass beneath his pads.

Maka grinned and flattened her ears.

"Those forest cats don't know what they're up against." she growled. Her green eyes blazed with hunger. Soul flicked his tail and Maka followed him through the trees.

Chapter 1
W olfsong got into a hunter's crouch and slowly, slyly, leaped onto the obliviouse rabbit. The white animal squealed loudly and kicked with it's powerful hind legs.

Wolfsong held it down and bit down on the rabbit's soft white neck. He felt the sensation of biting into rabbit flesh and tasted deliciouse rabbit blood. The rabbit fell limp and, with a satisfying purr, raced back towards the hunting patrol waiting for him.

"Finally, Wolfsong! We were beggining to think something happened to you!" yowled Runningbreeze. The russet colored she-cat stared at the huge rabbit Wolfsong carried, and Wolfsong's heart swelled when he saw Runningbreeze. He loved her, yet couldn't find the right time to open up his heart to her.

"Well are we going to stand around here all day like horses or are we going back to camp?" snapped Gorseleap. The brown tabby tom flicked his tail and led the way to camp: a dip in the ground on the moor.

"Need help with that?" whispered Runningbreeze. Wolfsong took in her sweet scent: grassy, lively, herbs, and a hint of metal.

"Yes please." he answerd through a mouth-full of fur. Runningbreeze purred and took the rabbit my it's legs. the two padded together until Wolfsong suddenly stopped and dropped the rabbit.

"What's that smell?" he asked sniffing the air. It had a metallicy smell mixed with fresh forest scent.

"Probably rouges." shrugged Runningbreeze. "Nothing to worry about, I'm sure."

Hesitantly, Wolfsong agreed. "Maybe."

He picked up the rabbit again and began to pad side by side with Runningbreeze. Wolfsong's gray pelt swayed in the breeze and ruffled his fur. He loved the lively sensation of the wind buffeting his fur.

As the two cats walked on, Wolfsong stumbled upon a broken brown tabby body. It was slashed open from neck to tail tip.

Wolfsong widened his bright blue eyes and dropped the rabbit. A wail of gried formed in his throat. He opened his mouth to let the wail ring through the moorland, but nothing came out. He just kept staring at Gorseleap's body.

Chapter 2
N o!" wailed Runningwind letting the rabbit drop. She rapidly padded towards Gorseleap's broken body. It was horrifying to see. It was a very gruesome sight. His blood pooled around him rapidly and his right eye wasn't in it's socket.

"W-Wolfsong," she stammered. "W-what happened here?"

Wolfsong shook his head, his eyes still widened in suprise.

"I d-don't know." he responded. Runningbreeze looked up and noticed two large buzzards hoovering above the body of her broken down clanmate.

"Come on, we have to get out of here before these buzzards start swooping down and tearing him to pieces."

Runningbreeze collected the rabbit and dug a deep hole and pushed the fresh-kill into it. Runningbreeze took Gorseleap's tail. It tasted of blood and... metal?

Why does he taste like metal? Runningbreeze asked herself. She noticed the large gash didn't look as if a claw was responsible for the blood curling wound. The wound was faintly familiar. But how?

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It was a long trekk back to camp, but when she got there, the whole of SwiftClan were waiting for them.

"What happened her?" yowled Cloverstar. The dark brown she-cat came bounding over and skidded to a halt next to her deputy, Firestorm.

"We were on the hunting patrol when I caught a rabbit. Gorseleap went on without us and we found his body. Blood was all around him...." Wolfsong trailed off as if going through the horrific scene.

Runningbreeze shuddered. She wouldn't want to endure a deathe like that. Not when it was so cruel.

Chaoter 3
W olfsong trudged towards his nest out in the open. The sun shone brightly and the sky was bright blue and cloudless. ''This shouldn't be such a beautiful day! Gorseleap died.'' The old and stubborn cat had been his mentor. He was going to retire as an elder as soon as he got back to camp.

"There's nothing we can do about it." muttered Runningbreeze behind him. It's as if she could read my thoughts.