As everyone should know, Threshkit was a rouge kit discovered then mothered kwa Primlily. But if i were people, I'd have ALOT of questions, like where did he come from? Who were his parents? How did he get separated? What had aliyopewa Threshkit his attitude? Well, heres an makala that will answer all your maswali about the mysterious Threshkit......

I didnt remember much about my past, only the assential things. Yet one night, as i slept and dreamed, everything suddenly became clear to me, everything i had gone through, experienced, lost, and i was only four moons old. The dream seemed so vivid so real, i didnt want to look at it, to experince it for a sekunde time and yet, i couldnt take my eyes off the memory.

I remember opening my eyes to bright shafts of sunlight streaming through the windows of the house. Everything was blurry at first, but things became clear over time. I gazed around me as i lay at my mothers milk-scented belly. My father proud and strong watched as my two littermates suckled, then his warm amber eyes rested on me.

He muzzled my back in a friendly quester, trying to tempt me to sleep and drink. I smiled warmy back at him and sniffed his nose as his muzzel came near mine. He sniffed me and then gave me a lick. I giggled out of joy before licking his nose a few times with my small pink tounge.

He pulled his head up and met my mothers eyes. "He's going to be a strong younge male one day. The kits not even a siku old yet, and I never could have been prouder of him." He told my mother, with the deepest voice i ever heard. My mother nodded, "There all strong and beautiful kits, just like there father." Both Cats purred and rubbed muzzels. I didnt understand that quester back then, I still dont. I watched them for a few heartbeats before my vision went blurry again and I drifted into sleep.

Three weeks passed and I was exploring out of the house for my first time with my littermates. I had been named Badgerface, kwa my housefolk, while they called both my sisters Squeaky and Mouse. I remember a butterfly, kipepeo landing on my nose, i batted my paw at it playfully and squeaked with joy. As I chaced it, my sister Squeaky joined in and we raced side kwa side after the butterfly. But soon, a playful run after a bug became a competative race through the yard. We matched every step and each of us were determind to not lose the race. Finally pink furless hands reached down and picked me up then stroked me in mid air, my pelt to there chest. I growled, "stupid housefolk" as i watched my sister beat me across the finnish line.

Alot of the time, the rest of that week was quiet. I ate, and slept, and playfought with Squeaky and panya, kipanya but besides that, the house was quiet. Well, until one night at least.

I felt a paw jabbing me in the side and woke to find Squeaky standing over me. "Wake up" she insisted, "Or i'll beat wewe again!" My eyes instantly shot open as i remembered our race in the yard. "You only one because of that dumb housefolk!" Suddenly, my eyes turned confused as i realized i had no idea what either of us were talking about. "What do wewe mean, beat me at what?" I asked.

Squeaky smiled her misheivous smile, and i new this wasnt going to end pretty. "Im going for an exploration around the neighborhood!" She squeaked. I looked at her in shock and disbelief, "what! But we've never even left the backyard before!" I objected. Squeaky turned away, looking slightly dissapointed. "Very well, since your too afraid to come I'll just be the first one to explore the outside world on my own. You'll be sekunde best Badgerface, just like always." I hissed and glared at Squeaky. "Im not too afraid! I'll onyesha you!" Without another moments hesitation i jumped out of the kitanda of my housefolk and ran through the door, followed kwa Squeaky. I hadnt realized it back then, but I let my ambition and competavness get the better of me that night.

Squeaky and I raced down the stairs and out through the cat door. As we ran out we noticed a car pull in our housefolks driverway. Strange, I thought as i didnt reconize the car but i hadnt thought much about it at the time. We raced through the streets, careful not to stray too far from the house. I couldnt believe it, everything was so big, so strange, so unbelievable to me! My eyes were bulging with excitement.

As we slowed down near the curb on our block, Squeaky and I stopped and panted, out of breath. "What a run" she meowed. "Yea" I agreed. Once we were all rested up I began to share touges with Squeaky, in the night, under the stars. I had never felt so close to my sister, thats the first time i ever felt a kin bond to her.

Suddenly, a loud bang came from back down our block towards our house. I didnt know what had happened but as soon as it sounded i heard my moyo stop. I could feel somthing was happening at OUR house, somthing bad.

We raced back nyumbani as fast as our little paws could carry us but we werent fast enough. Two zaidi loud bangs came from our house as it came in sight.

We raced through the cat door, me first her following before we froze in our tracks. The dead body of our mother lay in the jikoni of our home. Blood drizzled from a bullet wound in her pelt as we staired at her in horror. Our mother, was dead. My sister whimpered, tears dropped from her eyes, I pulled my body close to her for comfort but I couldnt stop my paws from shaking.

Then anger burned in my amber eyes and I glaired up our stairs. I strange scent drifted through our house, the scent of a human i didnt reconize. I felt my fur, manyoya stand on end.

I ran up the stairs in furry, I hadnt even realized that Squeaky had been following before we reached my housefolks room. Our only housefolk lay dead in the bed. It hadnt even woken up, it had been shot with a bullet while asleep.

Then I noticed the two-legged murder standing in the corner of the bedroom, his gun pointed at cowering Mouse. He was dressed in black and had a backpack strapped on his back, a bullet gun in his hand.

I felt wind as Sqeaky raced past me. "Stay away from my sister!" She roared and knocked panya, kipanya aside to have the murderers gun pointed at her. A loud bang was heard, i had to grit my teeth from the pain, as I watched the bullet scorch through her pelt, her eyes became stairing at nothing, and blood splattered the floor as my mwezi old sister, Squeaky fell to the ground, dead.

The Murder looked confused for a sekunde that he had shot Squeaky instead of panya, kipanya before smiling and looking through the droors of my housefolks dresser, he grabbed a few expensive dhahabu things then headed for the door, where i was watching. He looked down at me then pointed his bullet gun at me. I could feel Mouses amber eyes, burning through my fur, manyoya as she watched in horror from under the kitanda where Squeaky had pushed her. A loud bang mgawanyiko, baidisha the air and as pain shot through my spine i saw no more, everything went black.

I woke up later on. I wasnt sure how much time had passed, all I knew was that for the first time in my short lived life, I was afraid. A white room surrended me, smelling of medicanes and rememdies and shots. Many people covered in white clothing were digging needles in my back, that were conected to some black wire. I whimpered from pain but soon blacked out again.

When I woke up the sekunde time, I was in a cage. I looked around the room and saw cages filled with Cats surrounding me. I tried to get up but winced from the pain in my back. I glared at it and realized what had happened. I had been shot kwa the bullet and it had almost shot through my spin but instead went over it and scrapped the mussels and tissue of my back. The veternarians had stitched it up again but it still hurt badly.

I looked around the room of cages, in deep thought. My mom and Squeaky were dead and so was my housefolk. I hadnt seen my dad for a day, he was an outdoor cat even if he was owned kwa the same housefolk. So that only left my other sister Mouse. As I thought of her, i remembered the cowering scared little kitten hiding under the bed. Is she alright, I wondered, will she be okay? I looked deep in my heart, as i scanned the room of cages but no sign of her. Finally I heard her voice and noticed a little golden paw sticking out of one of the cages.

"Mouse" I called out of relief. She looked around as she heard her name then spotted me. panya, kipanya through herself against her cage, which was located at the other side of the room, and whimpered. "Badgerface, Im scared, I want to go home!"

I could see she was shaking, tears drooped from her eyes, as her paws flailed uselessly out of the cages bars, trying to reach me. She was scared and crying, my instinct to protect my sister filled with rage inside me. I through myself against my cage door trying to break it so I could reach her but pulled back after with my shoulder aching in pain from the aftermath.

"Badgerface" she cried louder, "save me! I dont want to be here alone! Im so scared! Help me!" As I heard her desperate crys I through myself harder against my cage door. Soon my whole body was throbbing from the pain but I didnt care, my little sister needed me, and I would have aliyopewa my last breath for her.

Soon, a worker person and three strange people walked into the room. Two were parents while the third was a child. The child observed every cat in the room, before she lifted her finger and ilitumwa it at Mouse. The worker man nodded and unlocked Mouses cage. panya, kipanya lowered her shaking body to the ground but was picked up kwa the worker anyway. He handed her to the little girl and all four people walked out of the room smiling, while Mouse, met my amber eyes with hers, as if i could hear her voice, it appeared in my head. "Help me Badgerface! I dont want to go with these strangers! Im scared, I want to go nyumbani with you! Help me!"

I roared out of rage and ignored the pain as i threw, with all my might, all the strength in my body to get out of the cage but it wasnt enough.

From that siku forward, my moyo hardened, my eyes never left anything from a glare, even if i wasnt mad because deep down, for i was destroyed. Everything I loved was either dead au taken away from me. I knew the workers thought i was crazy, they thought i was to wild to be adopted since i injured myself zaidi and zaidi each siku trying to break free from my cage, i knew they were going to try and put me to sleep for good! I then hatched up a plan, a plan of escape. I vowed that i would escape from that retched place, au die trying.

A few days later, a man with a shot in his hand came to my cage. I knew that shot contained my death, it would have put me to sleep for good! As soon as he opened my cage, my dull eyes lightened with rage and i slashed my claws across his hand. He screeched in pain and stepped back while i jumped from my cage and raced for the open window.

Out I dived from that death trap's window! I raced into the woods and never looked back. I ran and ran, never stopping for anything but sleep. Days I went without eating but i didnt care. Until finally i ran up my driveway to my front yard. I was home, i thought with relief, i was really home!

I ran up to the door, but the cat door was locked! I jumped on the meza, jedwali to look inside the window and winced in disbelief. All my housefolks furniture was gone to be replaced kwa new furniture. Meanwhile a new housefolk that i didnt reconize sat on a couch, stroking the back of a small dog.

I heared leaves crackle behind me and saw my father jump down from a tree. He didnt say anything, just grabbed my scruff and hauled me into the forest.

From there is a blurr of my memory, but the inayofuata thing i remembered was waking up at my adopted mothers belly, in the StormClan camp, and I had been newly named, Threshkit.