chapter one of fan fiction: A Rogue's Life

Fire sped through the twolegplace, searching for the way into the forest . A group of other rogue cats  insulted Fire as they chased him through the alleys . "You stole our firewater, you mangy fang-face," they shouted. As Fire ran through the alleys, he dodged garbage cans and puddles of twoleg firewater.  "When will I ever get to the forest?" he thought. The wind blew through his neat, long gray fur. For a rogue cat, he was sort of a wimp, but he could still hunt and fight well.  As Fire looked up, he saw a large group of trees that he recognized as the forest.  He looked back and saw that the rogues stopped chasing him . Fire quietly padded into he forest.  He heard the sharp call of owls.  It was nighttime. The forest air was a little too warm for Fire's long, thick fur.  Fire walked through the forest, following the stale scent of his mate. At last Fire found Waterclan , his  mate's clan. As he looked in the grotto he saw Feathermoon, his mate, playing with kits. As he approached to see if he would be welcomed, a large grey tom leaped on him!