scary warrior cats stories #2
What do you come for?
There was an old loner, she was very lonely. Sitting under her favorite tree one night, she said, "Oh, how I wish I had some company."
No sooner had she spoken than down the tree tumbled two paws from which the flesh had rotted. The old loner's eyes bulged with terror.
Two legs dropped to the ground and attached themselves to the paws.
Then a body tumbled down, then two fore-legs, then a head.
As the old loner watched, the parts came together into a RiverClan warrior. The RiverClan warrior started running around the room. Faster and faster he went. Then he stopped, and he looked into her eyes.
"What do you come for?" she asked in a small voice that shivered and shook.
"What do I come for?" he said. "I come-for YOU!"
There was an old loner, she was very lonely. Sitting under her favorite tree one night, she said, "Oh, how I wish I had some company."
No sooner had she spoken than down the tree tumbled two paws from which the flesh had rotted. The old loner's eyes bulged with terror.
Two legs dropped to the ground and attached themselves to the paws.
Then a body tumbled down, then two fore-legs, then a head.
As the old loner watched, the parts came together into a RiverClan warrior. The RiverClan warrior started running around the room. Faster and faster he went. Then he stopped, and he looked into her eyes.
"What do you come for?" she asked in a small voice that shivered and shook.
"What do I come for?" he said. "I come-for YOU!"