Hollyleaf's Escape
How will Hollyleaf rejoin Thunderclan? Starting with a sign from Starclan, and ending with the true three back together, just in time for the battle of a lifetime.
Chapter 1 Starclan's Sign
A cat rushed along a trail, one she had traveled on many times over. She breathed in the dirty smell, of rotting roots, of forgotten trail. She reached her paw forward, coming in contact with the damp stone walls encrusted with dirt. Everything was dark, but she was able to sense the place with her whiskers twitching.
She put her steps back to her pace, and thrusted herself on forward. Her den should be close, and if she ever went out of the tunnels (unlikely), she would be located between Shadowclan and Riverclan territory. At least, that's what she thought. She hadn't been out in the sunlight for so long, it was hard to tell.
Deep inside she missed her own clan, but on the outside she loved her new independent way. She loved to be alone, traitors nowhere. No more Breezepelt, or Daisy for that matter if greatness or relief. In the tunnels, she could (for the time, escape all her past worries. This was her life! Her life was here, not with those terrible excuses for mothers like Leafpool and Squirrelflight.
Leafpool and Squirrelfight. She would have loved to see their expressions of despair as she left the clans for good. That might have shown her enough satisfaction to last her a lifetime. But no, she hadn't looked back at the gathering that day. The last cat she ever saw was Lionblaze, as he desperately tried to find her.
Those were the two cats she missed most. Jayfeather and Lionblaze, her two littermates. They had been though everything together, since they were born. All were there when Jayfeather was blinded as a kit, all were there when they traveled through the mountains, and all where there when she and Lionblaze had become warriors.
When had Leafpool been there? No time when the three littermates needed a mother. Oh, she kept giving them licks of honey as a kit, but later betrayed them. She still owed them a thousand to one. Why didn't she understand that? How didn't she understand that? Of course the answer was obvious. Leafpool was as clueless, hopeless, and selfish as always.
The darker colored cat rushed through the dark tunnels, feeling the darkness in her own paws. As she turned a corner, a small flicker of light intrigued her. On the roof, was a small hole in the top of the cave, but it was not big enough for her to fit through. If she even wanted to get through.
She reached up on her hind legs, and was barley able to touch it with her paw. Dirt fell on her as her paw was in the air, and she lost her balance. Stumbling, she was lucky that she didn't fall down. Down in the endless tunnels, there was no medicine cat. Down in the endless tunnels, there were not supplies of herbs that she knew how to use. Down in the endless tunnels, she had herself, and a small water supply, with even smaller amounts of food.
Forget about the taunting light. Is not like she had wanted to escape in the first place. Up there would be no better, most likely worse. She got back on track, and started off again, trying to forget about that light.
She hurried off and about, looking for her resting tunnel. It often changed underground caves, because the at kept losing where they were. You may think that this was a unwise cat, but really she was quite clever in the bigger picture. She had survived for so long in small, cramped tunnels, and even if she saw an exit, she had to walk away, trying to stop thinking about her wasted opprotunity. But so far, so good. She was skinner then when she had arrived, but still alive. And its not like she could notice much, because the rare illumination.
Paws stumbling, she came to her cave. It was about as big as the apprentice den at Thunderclan, but it was made and surrounded by something much different. The rocky floor kept on tilting every other way, never flat. The wall was dry dirt, that looked like it had been there for seasons, while the river carefully carved it away. There was a underground river towards the side of the cave, which she was thankful for. In the morning, the first thing you wanted was a drink, and she didn't have to walk far.
She lay down to rest, tired from her day. But from her source of light, it told her that it was only a little past sunhigh. But still, she should get sleep while she can. What else could she do, stuck in the tunnels?
She awoke in the morning (or thats what it felt like), and closed her eyes until she got to the stream. Taking a quick drink, she was a little more awake. She left the stream, and started to push her paws against the wall, sensing her direction.
As she moved out of her current cave, she heard a voice calling her name. She spun around to see nothing. But the voice continued to talk to her, his words interesting. She listened, surprised that another cat had found her after so long.
"Why are you still in the tunnels? Do you not care for your clan? Do you not see your destiny?" The voice said.
"Who are you?"
"I am Fallen Leaves. Your Starclan has sent me with a sign," Fallen Leaves said to her.
"What kind of a name is that? And why didn't Starclan send me the sign?"
"You wouldn't listen to them," Fallen Leaves pointed out.
"Would I listen to you? A cat I can't even see."
"You should listen to me, as I am a sign from your ancestors. You must leave these tunnels, other darkness will cover the earth, and you will be dug up from your tunnels, and become a part of them," Fallen Leaves revealed to her, then added, "you don't know your destiny, but Starclan does. You should worry about where you belong. I was never a so called 'clan cat' but I can understand a prophecy like this."
"I'm not worried. If Starclan can see my future, they would know that I would never betray my clan!" She insisted, her face going red.
"But what about your clanmates?" Fallen Leaves asked, as his voice faded away into the shadows.
The last question left the cat a little uneasy. She paced around her cave a little, her paws wet from the stream. Thinking of all her options, they all had their strongpoints, and they all had their weaknesses. Joining Thunderclan again would mean she would be reunited with her brothers, but the clan wouldn't accept her, and she wouldn't accept the clan. If she stayed in the tunnels, she would always have life be the same except that slowly and slowly her life would by dying. If she escaped the tunnels, and traveled the world she would be lost, and she would be farther and farther from her clan, certain that she would never come back. It looked like all she wanted was to stay at least close to her clan, but that gave enough information. She wanted her clan, just not all of the cats. But she could go back anyways, the sign that Fallen Leaves had given her was bugging her. What if he was right?
The cat was Hollyleaf, and she was torn between two lifes. The one she had grown to know, and the one she had grown to remember.
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