1 The Beginning

I was an Unusually Playful kitten. I loved playing with my siblings. One was named Stripe and another Spot. My brothers and I all had Spots and Stripes but our names represented which they had most of. I had a lot more white on me than my brothers so my mama named me Oreo. We didn't live like any original kitten did, we lived on the street for a while and when there was a chance, we would live with some "Twolegs" for a bit. Twolegs live in these shaped nests or dens which all look different, they talk different than we we do and most of them are very caring. Of coarse we have came across angered ones before but they are not common. My mama would try to fetch Twoleg rubbish from off the streets but would usually come back with very little.

My brother Stripe one day got sick, he would sneeze and he soon became very weak. Stripe was taken care of by mama but she couldn't find any herbs or something to heal him. He soon became too sick to treat, my mama would tell us stories of cats who lived in the houses and never went outside, they would get fed everyday, they would be plum and they were immune to getting sick. I couldn't believe it, I wished my brothers, mama and I would have been indoor cats, we wouldn't be struggling to survive in harsh conditions as we are now. She told us stories of cat who lived in clans, there were many cats and many clans. They would fight for boundaries and these special cats wh healed wounds and helped the sick could speak to the dead at a special place, they would have prophecies to help them live to warn then about the future. My mama thought father was one, because the last time she saw him was when he was walking into the forest on the east end of the city.

When all fell asleep that night, Stripe never woke up in the morning. Later that night we sat Vigil and Shared tongues with each other. We all missed Stripe but I barely remember him. My mama got weaker day by day and she brought less and less food. Spot and I soon had to gather food for ourselves and mama, we learned how hard it was to truly live on the street and fight for your life. My mama one day told us we would be moving into a safer place since the violent rouge cat population has been growing rapidly in our area. Once we got there she went to get food. Spot and I waited all night, but he never came back. We usually never talked to each other, only when we told each other we would get food but now it was different. "Spot, Do you know where mama is?" I slowly asked Spot, He was staring at his paws for a while until he looked up at me and spoke. "She went to get food.. but she hasn't been back for a while" Spot looked sad as he spoke to me, his voice was shaky and I was slowly loosing hope, but Spot spoke once again. "Stay here Oreo, I will find her" Spot just spoke quickly and ran off before I could say anything. I did what Spot said but I never saw them again. I went for a nap and hoped I would never wake again, I wanted to this to all be just a horrible nightmare, but the horrible empty pain in my stomach reminded me that I was awake. I had so many questions and I hoped Spot and mama were okay. So many questions flowed in my mind, I wonder where they are. Why did I let them leave? Were mama and Spot okay? One question hit me hard and my breath heaved thinking about it. 'What will happen to me?' I pondered until i came up with the only answer. I knew i wouldn't make it, there was no way i could, mama and Spot were gone and I just gave up on everything, Until a Twoleg walked by and picked me up, I was startled at first but knew that this Twoleg was my only hope. I was brought to a new place, it was inside a Twoleg den and it was amazing, they took care of me do well and even gave me a new name, they took time making it up but came up with the perfect name, "Spuz", the Twolegs said it described how I was a 'Spaz' and a big 'Fuzzy' ball of fur, they mixed Spaz and fuzz to make my name and I loved it! I still wonder if The stories of clan cats that my mama told me were real but I really just wanted to know if mama and Spot had a life like mine, I didn't want to focus on such Negative stuff so I kept going forward but still remembered about all the amazing times I had had with my old family.