Say Something: Prologue
I ran through the trees as my clanmates chased me. "Bluepaw!" "Violetpaw!" I swerved in the undergrowth to avoid my best friend. It was no use. She knew me so well. We were so far away from the other cats. I gazed into Violetpaw's blue eyes. We had just been caught sneaking through Thunderclan land a while ago. The Shadowclan evening patrol found us and they gave chase to the Thunderclan patrol chasing us. What was even worse was that my sisters and brother were on that patrol with their mentors.
"What do we do now, Violetpaw?" I asked the older she-cat. She frowned deep in thought, her blue eyes dark with concentration. "Bluepaw, we need to get back to our territory before Thunderclan catches us." I nodded my silver head. "But, Violetpaw, we don't know Thunderclan territory, how are we going to get back?" She sighed and flicked her tail towards the lake. "We follow the lake to Shadowclan territory." I nodded and we began to try to find the lake.
It wasn't long before we started to get tired from walking and it was dark. Violetpaw yawned often and nearly fell forward from falling asleep. I nudged her towards a hole in by a hollow and pushed her in. The hole smelled strongly of badger but it appears that this burrow hasn't been used in a while. "Bluepaw, we need to get back to camp." I pushed firmly back at her struggles. "Violetpaw, you and I are both tired. If we continue any further tonight we could get seriously lost or hurt. Let's rest here for the night and continue in the morning." My friend nodded, too tired to argue. I settled down next to her and laid my head on my paws. "Good night, Violetpaw." She murmured the same back to me and we soon fell asleep.
I awoke to a strong smell wafting into the den. "Violetpaw. Wakeup!" Her black and white form stirred slightly before tired blue eyes peered up at me. "Wha-" she paused to open her mouth in a gigantic yawn. "What is it, Bluepaw? Did I oversleep? Is Sparrowtail looking for me?" I shook her some more for her to pop up. "Oh, My Starclan. We still are here aren't we?" I nodded my head and frantically motioned for her to hush. She saw the urgency in my eyes and lowered her voice. "What is the matter, Bluepaw." Her no-nonsense tone gave me a sense of relief that she was finally waking up. I leaned close to her black ear. "I think there is something outside. I smelled something really bad. I don't know what it is. It doesn't smell like a badger. But I don't know what that smell is." She looked at me alarmed. I've only been an apprentice for less than a moon. She is almost ready for her warrior ceremony. Her eyes widened with alarm and fear. "Fox." I took a step back in the confined space. "Wa-what?" I stuttered. She looked at me. "There is a fox close by. Probably knows we are here. Now, I want you to run when I say go. I'll try to distract it. Don't be mousbrained and try to help me. Just run and find a Thunderclan patrol, who'll help. Likely, they don't want a fox on their territory either." I nodded. "But, Violetpaw, you're my friend. What if you get hurt?" She touched noses with me. "My goal is to make sure you are safe. I got us into this mess and I'm going to get us out of it."
A shadow blocked the light form the tunnel, throwing us in darkness. "Bluepaw, when I say go, you go. Run like you've never ran before. Got it?" I nodded against her so she knew that I understood. A earsplitting shriek filled the den. The thunderiing of pawsteps got closer and the reek stronger. Violetpaw let out a vicious snarl and I growled along with her. "Get out of here, flea-pelt!" She yowled. The fox came closer. She turned to me with bright eyes. Turning away, she launched herself at the fox to give me an opening. "Bluepaw, Go!" I turned and ran out of the den.
I could hear the fox roaring in frustration and Violetpaw snarling in triumph. I hid behind a tree several foxlenghts away to see if I could help. Violetpaw burst out of the den with fur flying. The fox barreled after her. She caught my eye and screeched, "Bluepaw, RUN!"
I turned tail and fled. Violetpaw ran next to me for a while before veering sharply to the right. "I'm going to get help! You just keep running!" I nodded and pounded my paws faster. The fox halted briefly confused as to which target to chase. Deciding that I was the easier prey, it gave chase. I yowled for help as I ran. Searing pain snapped at my foot and I fell to my side. The fox opened its maw wide and I winced before slashing out with my paws. My claws scored its cheek. It yelped in pain and anger. I managed to struggle on three legs and try to hobble away. The fox snarled lowly behind me as if it knew that I wasn't able to go on much longer. I saw a thorn bush and I tried to dive toward it when at the last second I twisted around as the fox lunged foward. Its claws raked my face and I shrieked in pain as red light enclosed my vision. I rubbed my face with my paws and blindly lashed out, feeling satisfied when my claws sunk in flesh. The flea bag yelped in sharp pain and tore away from my thorn sharp claws. Once I was sure the fox was distracted, I raced into the thorns. A sudden drop appeared before my paws and I fell, screaming in fear. I could dimly hear other voices calling in alarm and worry and suspicion and anger. But I was fading out. I managed to blink blood out of my eyes and try to focus as a ginger shape leaned over me. "Hang on, kit." It mewled. I whimpered in pain before blacking out.