"Die Dark Forest scum!"
"Enjoy death, rabit eater!"
"Gah! It's Tigerstar!"
"No! Hollyleaf!"
"Please get up."
"Die traitor!"
Wbbedpaw ran as the sounds of battle surrounded him, fresh blood on his claws. A fellow Riverclan apprentice had attacked him, and in the process had gotten herself impaled on his claws. What stung was he had shared a fish with her yesterday, angling in on trying to ask her to go hunting with him. She had been a silvery grey she-cat with the prettiest shade of green as her eye color, but now her crimson blood stained his brown pelt. It was enough to send him into hysteria.
"You there!" Webbedpaw looked up to see a tom cat shrouded in darkness. One of the DarkForest warriors approached him. His heart rate increased, tears began to form in his eyes, and he backed against a tree. The warrior walked towards him, closer and closer until…he passed him.
"Nettlefern! Any word from Mableshade?"
"Ah, Stonetail, just the cat I was looking for," the other DarkForst warrior said, "I need you to round up some cats and attack the WindClan, with another push we'll overrun them. Focus on the nursery, they'll die in droves to defend it."
"Will do."
"The WindClan?" Webbedpaw muttered under his breath, alarmed. How could they be so cruel! The thought, but then remembered his encounter with his former friend, I guess they just really like killing things.
The DrakForest warrior started to move, running back towards the WindClan/ThunderClan border. Thinking quickly, he chases after the warrior. If he could stop this messenger, then WindClan, and by extension RiverClan, would be safe. It only dawned on him that he might not be the quietest runner when the DarkForest warrior turned around and lashed out at him.
Battle training kicking in, Webbedpaw ducked under the strike, "Well, it looks like I picked up a guppy." The older cat snarled and lunged at him, pinning the Webbedpaw under him.
"Get off of me!" He said, struggling under the warrior's crushing weight.
"Another kill." The DarkForest warrior cackled, before yowling in pain as Webbedpaw sunk his teeth into the warrior's paw. The warriors jumped back and the apprentice righted himself, spitting out blood. He hadn't really expected the DarkForst warriors to bleed; the fact they did made him feel better about fighting them. "Mousebrained kit, "The warrior growled, "I'll skin you for that."
Not wanting to test the warrior's words, Webbedpaw turned tail and ran. He knew if he could get to the stream he might have an advantage. The DarkForest cat was right on his tail, running as swift as a WindClan cat. It wouldn't surprise him if the DarkForest warrior was a former WindClan cat, which mad the dead cat's willingness to attack his former clan all that more dishonorable.
The DarkForest warrior was only a foxtail length of two behind him, and with the stream only now just insight it was clear he wouldn't make it. Instead of letting the DarkForest warrior overtake him, Webbedpaw stopped abruptly. The DarkForest warrior, caught off guard, tripped over the apprentice, falling head over tail into the stream.
Without a second thought, Webbedpaw turned tail and ran. He heard the warrior yowl in frustration and give reengage the chase. Webbedfoot made his way deeper into the ThunderClan forest. The DarkForest cat was shouting at him, declaring how painful his death would be. Webbedpaw paid no head to his ramblings and only concentrated on running, even though he knew it was futile. The DarkForest warrior caught up with him just as he broke through into ThunderClan's camp, where the two were graced a perfect view of Firestar and Tigerstar's battle.
It shocked both of them to see the two leaders engaged in a deadly duel, but it was evident from the onset who would come out on top. Firestar's age was catching up to him. Just when Webbedpaw thought it was over, though, Firestar pulled off one last miracle. The leader of the DarkForest was dead.
"No!" Webbedpaw jumped, remembering the DarkForest warrior behind him, and turned, claws extended, to bat away any attack. Webbedpaw didn't realize how close the DarkForest warrior had been.
"Oh StarClan!" Webbedpaw muttered as he witnessed the DrakForest cat slump, a wound gashed on his neck. Blood stained the young apprentice's paws. The cat simply faded away as a loud crackle of thunder echoed through the forest. Webbedpaw's exhaustion final caught up with him and he collapsed.
When Webbedpaw awoke, he was lying in an improvised nest near ThunderClan's medicine cat den. Alarmed, he struggled to get up but slumped back, a searing pain in his back. Clenching his teeth in pain, he heard the patter of paw steps.
"Don't try and get up," The stern voice of ThunderClan's medicine cat commanded, "Your wounds along your back haven't healed."
"Back wounds?" The RiverClan apprentice questioned. He didn't remember those…. unless the DarkForest warrior had given them to him while he tumbled over him.
The medicine cat sighed, "Yes backwounds. As soon as you've healed up you can head back to RiverClan. I swear, it seems like you warriors are oblivious to your wounds sometimes."
As the medicine cat walked away, Webbedpaw opened his eyes and stared at his paw. It was still stained with blood.