My own Stories

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

"Oh I just remebered," meowed Tigerheart "The mountian cats. I'd almost forgotten them," she turned but the mountian cats had vanished leaving Tigerheart, Flower and the great dead bird alone. "Well they are quiet to escape my hearing, of course I was speaking rather loudly..." she turned to Flower, "Alright lets get back to camp before it gets dark." she meowed and turned and started down the moutian with Flower close behind.

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[Pollywannabe]

Carrissa’s Catland Adventures
Book 1
CHAPTER 1
It’s all gone

There once was a girl named Carrissa and this story is about her and her amazing adventures in a land called Catland. Carrissa was only five years old when her adventures began. Now Carrissa such as it was lived on the country side and had a mother and a father who loved her very much, but they do not come into this story. She had no sisters or brothers, but she wished she did. And most important of all she had a very vivid imagination.* Now one day she was looking out of the window doors and daydreaming when suddenly there was a flash and loud noise and suddenly it all vanished. Everything. The house, the lawn, the trees were all suddenly gone, and along with them Carrissa’s childhood, easy life and home. It was all gone.

Chapter 2 A new little friend

Now Carrissa being quite young and small was very frightened. Indeed she was terrified. Even more so when she heard rustling coming from the bushes nearby. “Who is there?” she asked in a frightened voice (it may have been better to keep quiet until she knew what the creature was, but you must remember she was only 5). “Me.” Answered a meek voice “And just who are you? Or is that your name, Me?” said Carrissa feeling bewildered. “Oh well er; ah you see um…” stuttered the voice. “Well if you don’t mind my asking, er, such as it is, are you a, well er…” “Is that how they talk around here, stuttering?” Said Carrissa “Well ah my um manners are well usually a bit better but well…” “Oh say it will you?” said Carrissa now very annoyed “Fine.* Are-You-A-Wolf?” Said the voice “NO!” said Carrissa loudly “Hear this, I-Am-No-Wolf!” She was quite offended by his thinking she was a wolf when he could look and see she was not. “Okay okay quiet or some real wolves might come.” “I will not be quiet until you show yourself!” said Carrissa angrily. “Well okay I suppose” said the small voice, and out stepped the smallest cutest little kitten Carrissa had ever seen. He had grayish purple hair and blue baby eyes still, and a smile to warm your heart.* “So you’re all there is to be afraid of huh?” said Carrissa trying to sound brave “No I am not the only thing to be afraid of.” Said he, “Well at least what’s your name?” “Carrissa Kitten the mis-for-tu-nat-e kitten.” Said Carrissa Kitten (for we now must call him that). “Oh,” said Carrissa a bit faintly, “my name is Also Carrissa. Carrissa .A. that is.”

Ok if this is horrible its because I made it up when I was about 4 (and am just now writing it down).
If you like it and want me to write more I will

your writing reminds me of C.S. Lewis.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Tigerheart headed for the RibbonClan camp. It was partly in the mountians but they had some wooded area as well. RibbonClan was the newest clan of the forest and origiated from house cats (called kittypets by the clans) and only came about a year before all the clans moved over the mountians. Tigerheart had wild and tame heritage though she didn't know who her father was. No one did. Ribbonstar was secrective about it even to her kits.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Besides this Ribbonstar keep no secrets from her kits and few from her clan. She was the first leader of Ribbonclan and liked by most. Her three daughters were named according to clan names but few of the RibbonClan were correctly named by clan status. Tigerheart, Frostfur and Grayfur, were the three daughters of Ribbonstar and also her only kits.

 

[The Spanish Inquisition]

Mozart, I do not say that your story is bad, but I will say that some things * I * wrote when I was young really stank.

Mine stank, too. A lot of it was embarrasingly awful, and yet I showed it off as if it were awesome. Now I stink less...

I am 12 1/2 years old and the reason I still remember this story is because I continuosly went over it in my mind from a point to remeber it. I wanted to remeber it because I liked it and still do!

Also I can't tell if you want me to stop writing this story and write one of my other ones or go on.

Ok, so you've got time to improve. I can see simalarites between your stuff now and my old stuff, and I know I've improved a lot, so you'll be fine.
(not that I'm bragging or anything....my stuff really isn't that great. *pokes link in siggy*)
And see if you can take a class. That helps a lot.....

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Now, as Tigerheart headed for the camp she was wondering as she often had, about who her father was. Flower ran along side her sometimes dislodging small rocks. Eventualy Tigerheart looked at her. She was so naive. She reminded Tigerheart of herself when she was young. Tigerheart entered the grove of trees and bushs which surronded the clearing which was the RibbonClan camp. A large rock den stood in the middle where all the cats could see it. Around it were numerous bushes and fallen trees that acted as dens for the cats. A tree stump near the entrance with a rock sheilding it was the den for Missy the only elder of RibbonClan. On the other side of the camp a little further from the entrance was the Warriors den were the grown warrior cats slept, which included Tigerheart. At the far end of the camp the nursery was stationed. In it all the she-cats who were pregnant or nursing kits lived with all kits under six moons. On the right side near the nursery, was the aprinteces den where all cats over six moons lived, including Flower. On the left hand side of the nursery and a little excluded from the rest of the camp was the Medicine Cat's den. Over the entrance litchen hung making it a nice place to behold. Grayfur Tigerheart's sister lived there with Taki, for they were the medicince cats. The great rock den which was partly on the far wall and partly in the center was the Leader's den where Ribbonstar, Tigerheart's mother slept.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

More of my other story:

Tigerheart took Flower to her mother's den. "Ribbonstar?" "Hello?" called Tigerheart, but no answer came. Tigerheart shrugged turned and suddenly relized something: everything was silent. No mewing from the kits in the nursery, no voices meowing and conversing, Tigerheart couldn't even hear Missy in her den, telling stories to curious youngsters. Tigerhreat looked around and ran to each den calling franticly "Hello? Anyone?!? Frostfur! Grayfur! Ribbonstar! Ribbony! Kits! Susan! Zaphod! Midnight! Marble!" No matter how hard she called though no one answered. Tigerheart was alone with only Flower, her half grown aprintice.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

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[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Oh fine don't post comments. Heres more anyway:

Tigerheart searched the clearing for signs of a fight but there were none she could see. "Its not the right night for a gathering," she muttered, "And anyway the whole clan doesn't go." never the less, not ready to asume the entire clan was gone she called again, "Is anyone there?" she was desprete now but just when she was about to leave for good she heard something.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

PLEASE POST COMMENTS! I don't want to go on with my story untill I know what some people think of it.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

*Sighs*

Ah, well guess you can't win em all.

More of my Warriors Cat story:

Chapter Two
The Tiniest Kitten.

Tigerheart turned to find herself faced with a tiny kit.
"Mozart." she mumbled "One able to elude all, so that none know of her presence." "Why am I not surprised you escaped the fate of my fellow clanmates and kin?"
"Oh Mozart you did escape!" cried Flower rushing over and licking the little kit. For Flower and Mozart were sisters.
"Well how did you come by escaping this time, eh?" asked Tigerheart
"It wasn't hard." said little Mozart. "We we were chased out by big cweaters." "I ran and hid in the bushes and dey didn't see me."
"Its creatures and they for one thing." said Tigerheart gently correcting the little kit, "and second, what creatures?"
"Ones who chased Firestar to the cliff in the older days when cats lived in the forest."
"Dogs?" said Tigerheart, "No not dogs." she said speaking to herself "Wolves the Mountain Cats call them." "And wolves they are."

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

For my readers even if they don't post comments here's more:

"What's a wolf?" asked Flower
"She is so naive." Thought Tigerheart "A Wolf," she replied "is like a dog, only bigger, stronger and faster with sharper teeth. Though what they can be doing here I don't know."
"Scaring our clan off that's what." muttered Flower under her breath.
"Can we find mama now?" asked little Mozart
Tigerheart smiled and said "Of course," her face suddenly became solemn "But we must under all circumstances stay together and try to stay quiet."
"Don't worry Tigerheart," said Flower "I'll make sure Mozart stays quiet."
"I meant you."
Mozart giggled but Flower frowned.
"I'm not that loud." she murmured. And with that they set off. As stealthily as possible.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Here's more for the 499 people who have been following my story and have viewed it:

Chapter Three
Three Companions left of the Clan

Warrior Tigerheart, Apprentice Flower and Kit Mozart. A tiny fraction of what RibbonClan had been in its prime. Although whether or not the Rest of RibbonClan exists was still unknown to the three companions. Tigerheart knew all the territory around the edge of the Mountains to the far side of the Lake. She had been on all the Clan's territories and not secretly either.

 

[Doffen]

12 years old and writing stories like this. I think it's very good, considering the age. When I was 12 (I didn't know this language back then), I was writing stories in my Norwegian classes, and I can say whole-heartedly that what she has in process here is ten times better then anything I could've done back then (or even now; I'm a horrible writer). Though I consider myself a good reader, even of the English language. And there are alot of things you can improve. Like everything else, may it be sports, writing or switching from XP to Vista, it takes practice to master the art.

What I like about your writing so far is:
- Good conversations

- Good spelling (To me, it looks like you got most words right, even though I don't, most of the time)

What I think you can do better is this:
- You have to piece up the story. A story, or a text, looks alot more cleaner if you piece it up.

- To me, it seems like the story is alittle on high-speed. "and then this and this happened, oh then by the way this happened". You know cut it up, make the sentences constructive and make them matter. The most boring thing in the world is a writer who has to describe how all the ten thousand drops of water induvidualy falls from each grass-tip, but hey, the second most annoying thing is when the reader cannot imagine in his/her mind how a story goes because the writer doesn't express enough how things look/feels or smells.

Hope I made it constructive enough for ya! ... Again, my native language is not English so you shouldn't take the comment THAT seriously

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Thank you for the comment!
More of my story:

The three companions went on walking warily through the woods. Tigerheart felt a tug on her heart to go back to the place she had known and lived in for many moons now. She had felt this way before when she left the first RibbonClan camp, the one she had grown up in. Flower felt a need to go back and wait for her sister and brothers and to the place she had lived in since she was three moons old. For Mozart she wanted to find her mother and sister and brothers. But for Little Mozart it went even deeper. She had always lived in the little camp at the foot of the mountains. She had always been told by Flower, Susan, Midnight, Zaphod and Marble, Flowers siblings, that one day they would go back together with all their sisters and brothers to the old RibbonClan camp. 'Back Home.' was what Flower had said. And though Mozart was the youngest and tiniest she understood the importance of what had happened. For they were now leaving the only home Mozart had ever known.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

A little more of my story:

Tigerheart shook her head 'Theres something wrong,' she thought 'but what?'
"Hey," said Flower "I think I heard something."
Tigerheart shook her head grimly "So thats it." she said
"Thats what?" asked Mozart
"We are being followed." said Tigerheart omnisently.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Chapter 4

More of my story:

Chapter 4
Mozarts Valor with the Black Cat

Tigerheart slowly began to circle around the bush where Flower heard the noise.
Mozart tried to follow her and Flower but Tigerheart hissed into her ear
"Go hide! You can't help with this you're to little."
This annoyed Mozart and saddened her. She had always thought Tigerheart didn't care about how small she was. It did not stop the little kit though. No not Mozart, it mearly made her more determined to help.
Flower and Tigerheart circled around the bush. If they had been an entire Patrol they could have surronded the place were their Stalker was hiding. Unfortunately they did not have enough cats for that...Or so thought Tigerheart.
Then they pounced. But they didn't land on the creature. It ran right towards...Who else but Mozart?? The Tiny kit had again eluded them all. There she stood, a tiny figure with the outline of a young black, was it a cat? No to small. A wolf? still to small. It was a small young cat, no more than an aperintece. Trapped by the Tiniest kit of all the Clans.
"You will not escape, whomever you are!" squeaked Mozart (for indeed she sounded pitifully small compared to the cat she stood against) "You can be dealt with by Tigerheart, who is now, (I suppose) tempory leader of our, er group."
"I mean not to chalenge you little one. Nor any of your group. Yet I may be able to help you." said the black cat,
"And how may that be?" Asked Flower
"You crazy of crazies, Flower! Don't you know me? Or should I say don't you know Us?" Suddenly three other young cats appered.
Flower began to blurt out the names of them, "Susan, Marble, Zaphod and...MIDNIGHT!!!!" She cried and pounced on the young black cat. For indeed they were sister and brother. For these were Flower's sibblings.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

I've been thinking of doing this for a while and now I've finally decided to do it... I'm going to post the RibbonClan character basis for the group, meaning everyone in the group will be included in it with a brief description.

Note: this is not for RP I just feel like posting this.
Ps. If you don't understand here,
PPs. she-cats are females toms are males.

Leader

Ribbonstar (Big Ribbony)- Gray She-cat with little White stripes that almost blend in.

Deputy

Ribbonfur (Little Ribbony)- Gray Tom with little White stripes that almost blend in.
Apprentice- Susan

Medicine Cat

Taki- Spotted Tom with light golden-blond fur. Asistant-Grayfur Apprentice-Marble.

Warriors

Explorer- Black and white tom.
Apprentice- Zaphod

Dora- Brown Fluffy she cat with black markings.

Creamy- Cream colored tom.

MistyFoot- Gray tom with little white paws.

Tigerheart- Tiger striped orange she- cat.
Apprentice- Flower

Frostfur- White she cat with brown paws, ears and tip of tail.
Apprentice- Midnight

Keto- gray tom with a crooked tail.

Brightheart- young sleek gray tom.

Clancy- Tanish brown with black stripes.

Napoleon- Tanish brown with crooked black stripes.

Redfur- young reddish colored she cat.

Scramblefoot- young brown tom.

Stripefur- young brown she-cat with tiger stripes.

Sambui- young Spotted Tom with light golden-blond fur.

Sparklefur- sparkleing gray coat with black spots a she-cat.

Apprentices (more than 6 moons old in training to become warriors.)

Zaphod- spunky young tom with marble swirls of black white and brown.

Marble- shy young tom with marble swirls of white black and brown.

Midnight- black young tom with green eyes.

Susan- young black she-cat.

Flower- grayish she cat with tan paws and black markings.

Queens (she cats with kits under six moons.)

Rita- brownish gray she-cat with black markings, mother of- Toto, Caspian, Dorthy and Mozart.

Tori- tortoiseshell she-cat, mother of-Braveheart, Sliverpaw, Shaggy and Hope.

Elders (former warriors and queens now retried.)

Missy- black she-cat with brownish gray color on her sides.

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

Chapter 5
The Truth

It was late in the evening. Tigerheart lead the group of young talkitave apprentices to the training hollow where she hoped it would be safer for them to talk.
"So," asked Tigerheart "How did you escape eh?"
"We just ran." said Zaphod
"Easy for you Zippy!" said Susan "You were outta there so fast your swirls nearly flew off." she said,
"Was not!"
"Then who was?"
"Marble!"
"No I wasn't!"
"Yea you were, Fraidy cat!"
"You're the Fraidy Cat!"
"Hey!" said Midnight calling them back to order, "I think we've established that Zaphod and Marble are both fraidy cats."
Susan and Flower giggled, but Tigerheart looked stern.
"This is no time for games." she said grimly
"Well we did run." murmered Zaphod
"Run from what?"
All four cats cringed and cried out "EVIL DOG MONSTETRS!!!!"
"Its as I feared then," said Tigerheart "It was the wolves."

 

[Mozart the Meerkitten]

I don't think anyone thinks much of my story...either that or like my mom said when I read her part of my story, that everyones just so awstruck they can't type anything.

Anyway, I'm thinking of putting on another story and continuing the one I'm on later (Note: you may see this alot with me). If you don't want me to you can object, if you just don't care or hate this story eh do whatever.

Just don't be suprised if I do this.

Edit: I'm hurt it doesn't look like anyone cares whether I change stories or not or everone hates it because no one has replied! =(