I made a Warrior Cat poll, so click here to do it.
There's a whole backstory, but you only really have to read the summary.
Backstory:
This is a Warrior Cat poll with a bit of a backstory; so even those who don't read it will understand this. I made this story up by the way. You can skip to the summary at the end!
You are a cat. It's the morning, and you go outside to do your daily duties. You're a warrior; it's your job to fight, patrol the borders, and, most importantly, serve your clan.
Lately, the clan has had a food shortage. The warriors and medicine cats are skinny and frail, growing weaker by the day. You yourself aren't in the best shape either. Soon it'll be winter, so the warriors are trying to get as much food as possible before winter crashes down and scares all of the prey away.
You're also very worried because your mate is expecting your kits. She'll give birth soon, but she's growing very weak because of the food shortage. She also got a cough, which is not helping at all. The medicine cats don't have high hopes for her. Just yesterday, they told you she had greencough- a deadly cough that she could either recover from... or die from.
Today, you hope to catch a big, fat vole for her. You hope she survives, because so far you've been through too many heartbreak. Your mother died a few days prior, because she was refusing to eat, saying she was an elder worth nothing, and that the food should go to other cats. Soon after, his father died of a shock, which was probably because of his mate dying.
Right now, you have only one thing to lose. Your mate. And if you count your unborn kits.
You and your patrol walk into the forest. You taste the air and prick your ears. Nothing. Suddenly, you see a thin squirrel. It's chewing on something, it has its back to you. You narrow your eyes and creep up to it, silencing the growl creeping up your throat.
You pounce on it and kill it. It wasn't a vole, but it would do. Content, you pick it up in your jaws, and walk back to camp. No other things were captured in the hunt.
When you enter camp, the medicine cats run up to you in alarm. They announce that your two kits were born, but your mate is not okay. Neither are the kits, who are sickly. They say your mate needs food urgently, or else she might die, and your kits will die if they don't get milk from your mate.
You hear soft wailing coming from the queen's den, probably the kits mewling for milk.
Your mate was the kindest cat you've ever met. She always shared her fresh-kill with you, and she always did little things to make your happy. The little things always cheered you up.
But your kits aren't the only ones in need. There is also another queen, your sister, and her two kits who are sick, too. Those kits only a few minutes older than yours. If your sister dies, then her kits die, too, since they need the milk. And if your sister dies, you'll lose yet another family member.
Your sister brought your through your hardest times, when both your parents died, she understood you. Your mate tried to comfort you, too, but only really your sister truly understood.
One time she even risked her life to save you. An old, crippling tree was going to fall on you, and she pushed you out of the way in the nick of time. You wouldn't be alive without her.
SUMMARY:
Food is scarce, and both of your parents died tragic deaths. Your mate is pregnant, but is not holding up well. While hunting, you catch a skinny squirrel that can only feed one cat. When you arrive at camp, however, you are announced that your mate had your kits, but she needs the squirrel for her and her kits to survive. Your sister had her kits, too, but she also needs the squirrel to survive.
DECISION TIME:
Your food can only feed one of them.
You have a choice to make...
Both choices have their pros and cons...
Choose wisely...
Hope you like it! 😊
