Jaysong's Story

What a BEAUTIFULLLL day to write something huehuehue.  

 The Early Bird

It was a strangely cold, and pitch black early morning. It was never that cold in these mountains, my tribe was surprised that it never snowed! I remember it now, when I first laid eyes on this beautiful landscape. The sun-scorched cliffs and warm winds, as the pale blue sky hung above you. Paradise, you could call it. I was born to the sister of the tribe leader, her name was Pine that Sways Softly. She was a sweet and beautiful shecat who loved kits. I remember how almost all kits had a feather behind their ear. I was given a special one though, a jay's feather. Originally, my name was, Jay that Sings at Dawn. I loved my tribe and my life, until my sister's death. Cardinal was smaller than me, no wonder she was snatched by a hawk. My mother never spoke to me after that. Grief and heartbreak of her daughter's death cut her off from the tribe.

That never stopped me from getting ahead of the others, though. I was apprenticed half a moon earlier than most, it was because I was strong. I was to be a cave-guard, originally I wanted to be a prey-hunter, though. I was given a mentor, a strict and mean tom named Cliff that Shakes in Wind. I remember that I was half-way through my apprenticeship, when one morning, my whole world fell apart.