The children

[Loki]

I don't know where I am. I'll give our earlier ancestors a break because I'm gonna go insane if I don't get a lead soon.
Post that, in fact I'm not even going to bother with this stupid prophecy! To hell with it.
I'm starving and the prey is scarce here, not to mention that I've been walking without rest for... I don't even know how long its been...
My tail is dragging and I lack the energy to pick it up, my paws are heavy, why am I here?
Did Starclan send this stupid message to kill off some cats?
I sigh as I pass another broken and burnt tree that I'm sore I'v passed before. I stop and I figure that maybe I should just try and find out where I am. So I trot up to the nearest tree and climb.
I'm not used to climbing. I'd be damned If I were a Tawnyclan cat, its quite hard.
But I reach a suitable branch and look out with an exasperated sigh, this just isn't working for me is it?
I see a sea of dead trees and then a mountain, obviously I can't see beyond that. So which way am I supposed to go and so I turn around.
"Oh."
So I was heading away from home all this time? Thats okay I know where I'm going now.
So I struggled back down and jumped to the ground with a bit of a thump. After about three sun-shifts I decided I wasn't getting anywhere and climbed back up to find that I'd strayed of course again. How could I? I've been walking in a straight line for ages!
"I give up!" Sparrowhawk hissed as he came down, "I'll never get home, I'll be a loner!"
But he didn't like that Idea and the sight of a milky eyed eagle owl sent him running back in the direction he thought was right.
I miss my sister, he thought sadly, [i]and my clan[/].
Its not fair, I got separated from the others due to that snowdrift! Why am I alone?
He decided to lie down and rested his heavy head on the parched grass.

to be continued....

[Loki]

Sparrowhawk allowed his own exhaustion to overwhelm him. His ears flickered to the sound of a low growling.
He stirred dozily to find that his personal space had been invaded by a very large, scabby aging wolf.
Its yellow eyes watched him hungrily, lips drawn back into a cruel toothy grin.
Flight left Sparrowhawk completely as he hissed and lashed out in panic jumping up and scrabbling through the undergrowth with the old creature behind in hot pursuit.
He came across the burnt remains of the parched forest clearing and slowed to a slumped form in the grass due to his hunger.
The wolf came through the undergrowth snapping and snarling only to slow and glower at the tom.
"Ah, no chase you give," it growled eagerly, coming forwards with no hesitation.
"Did you... just speak?" Sparrowhawk panted tiredly though astonishment was dipped on the rims of his tone.
"Ai, I speak little but you my friend will speak no more..."
Sparrowhawk mentally cringed at the fowl stench of his breathe. "B-but wolves don't belong in the lowlands!" He stalled hopelessly.
This obviously offended the creature because a snarl roared through his throat.
"If it be not for you katz then I would no be here, too tired to chase no game!"
"What do you mean, We haven't done anything!" he felt his meow ice with desperation.
"You speak ridiculous as we wolves have lost our rabeet and force stones to fool upon us and cause us to fool down the red hills. Even packs have gone to see if they can rid of you katz and cannot fit into your holes. We also fool down holes. Traps set by such...such obsolete creature!"
"Redhills? Redhills, oh you mean the cats of Mudbloodclan, they can kill wolves?"
"You know these katz? All more reason you should die slow!"
"NO!" Sparrowhaw cried as the fangs drew too close to his throat for comfort.
"I'm good, we hate them! They threat war upon our clans, who are good to wolves!"
The wolf seemed to draw bag as if interested in this revelation.
"other clans? Good clans? then what be your name, Kat."
"I'm Sparrowhawk," the small Dewclan warrior whispered worriedly, "-of Dewclan."
"Dewclan? Then where your Dewclan?" It questioned.
"I'm lost, I went on a great journey that would help our clans defeat the cats that cause you trouble, honest. And then there was a storm!"
"I am Fenrir son of the mother: Angrboda," He said comically, "I have come to the lowlands because MoodBlood kat kill the rabeet and then there no food I can catch, I age."
"Yes but maybe you could help me out and eat the rabbit from our clan land? If you help me get to my home and then you can kill all the mudbloodclan cats you like!"
"This is good offer, but you simply want to escape my jaws."
"No, I think this is why I was picked in the prophecy, Fenrir, please aid the lowland cats against the Mudbloods!"
Fenrir chuckled darkly, "I theenk, that I may take this offer oop."

OOC: The reason there are loads of spelling mistakes is because I wanted to make him sound Russian, I don't know why... You won't read any more from these two until near the final battle. Don't forget we have Jermungand and Loki's daughter left.

[Loki]

SparrowHawk carried himself alongside the while Fenrir who awed and frightened him both at the same time.
The forest was becoming more lush and the feint scent of charred trees lurked in the air, SparrowHawk was pretty sure that this was the borders of Tawneycland then led the wolf around.
He had no intention of being caught with Fenrir and it would be a shock for those dirty Mudbloodclan cats to have wolf suddenly come at them.
"I smell kitty cat," grunted the wolf behind, his mangled nose lifting high in the air, " I smell plenty too and those dirty muddy paws."
"the Mudbloodclan cats probably come through here all the time," SparrowHawk told the wolf absent mindedly.
"I kill all of them and slow, no?" he laughed coldly making the small cat tense.

High above a raven with dark ruby eyes watched scathingly cawing in annoyance, "interest, interest!"
Carr looked down at the strange sight and hooted, "master not believe Carr, Carr cannot believe Carr!!"
The bird took off in another direction as Fenrir watched it angrily.

"I see that annoying bird come by many time, he annoying as vat you could believe."
The two, cat and wolf, carried on down this winding path, away from the forest and through to the marshes.

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