Captured!

If you havent read the first tale, please do (Here is the link )

Hi, it's Mist again. You might be wondering how i'm writing this as i clearly DIED in my last entry.

Well, i'm in a cramped cell right now, and the phantoms will kill me if they find me writing, so please, just read.

Chapter one- recovering
I was feeling terrible, walking down the streets of jamaa with my crutches. Fang was beside me, fussing over nothing. I had been recovered from the hardened goop, and doctors had helped bring me back, unlike most of the other army members. Though, they had given me crutches and said i had to stay off my paws for a while. That meant no more army work for a month. Groan.... Fang had walked me back to my den, but refused to leave me. I made him a small pile of pillows and blankets to use as a bed, and snuggled down into mine. I grabbed the piece of chalk from my blackboard which was behind my bedhead, and started drawing. I drew some phantoms, and phantom goop. I frowned as i drew myself inside of it. Then i drew crutches. I groaned once more, resting my head on my pillow. Soon, sleep drifted over me like a dark wave.

Chapter two- Captured!
I woke that morning with shock. I had been dreaming about falling into that goop again... That's when i realised Fang was still snoring in his pile of pillows. That was my chance to get out alone! i grabbed my longbow, crutches, and a piece of steak to eat. Rushing out and chomping down my steak, i found myself being pulled towards the forest. I had loved to adventure in there as a pup, and that might be a good place to get on my paws again. I rushed in, longbow drawn. A target popped out of nowhere, and in shock more than instinct, shot at it. The arrow landed right in the middle of the target. I smiled and shook my head as i remembered how i had planted surprise targets everywhere. As another popped up i struggled to get my bow ready, falling over. "Annoying crutches..." i murmered. I dragged myself, longbow, and crutches over to a tree, where i could pull myself up. I saw a small running river a few tail-lengths ahead of me. Realising how thirsty i was, i staggered over. That's when an iron cage dropped on me. I threw myself at the bars, snarling. "Don't you know who i am? Let me go!" I yelped. A sinister voice sneered back, sliencing me. "We know very much who you are..." then i was knocked out from behind.

Chapter three- We need her...
WIP