&& [save] me

[Soulless]

[Closed, this is just an introduction for a mini-plot idea thingy. No need for anyone to reply, until someone notices Soulless is missing. But give it some time. XP]

Soulless ran, ran as fast as her young legs could take her. She loved running, even though she had to secretly slip away from her foster mother and siblings to do so…but she felt so free! How could she help it?

Finally, the kit plopped down in the dust with a pant, her legs feeling like lead. She had burned all her reserves of energy, but…

But she felt like she just needed to run.

Soulless blinked her blue eyes, surprise filling them as a dark shape loomed suddenly overhead, blocking out the moon.

Blue met yellow.

“My dear, a kit your age shouldn’t be wandering out here alone.”

A shiver.

Him.

Hannibal smiled down at the youngster, striking like lightning, snatching the kit up in his jaws. She would do just nicely, fiery youngin’ like she was.

Soulless managed one yowl of fear before her senses swarmed, and she fell unconscious, hanging limply in Hannibal’s mouth.

And then the black and white tom slipped away, leaving Risingclan with the stolen kit.

[Don’t worry, she’ll be returned in a day or two. That’ll be an open thread.]