Deputy Challenge
Rusty's POV
Bluestar's words ring in my head. "You can come live in the forest. Come and meet us here tomorrow." I didn't know what to do. Should I stay, or go?
I love my life as a house cat. I could run around in the yard, I always got enough food, and I loved my owners. How could I leave them behind?
But I don't have much adventure. If I go to the forest, I could meet other cats. I could fight, and hunt. Bluestar didn't have to say it though. Living in the forest would have its challenges.
I sigh, as I walk back to my lovely home. The cold, autumn air fluffs my pelt. The ginger strands flowing in the wind. My green eyes fall on a mouse. I fall into a crouch.
My heart races. The thrill of the hunt pounds through me. Leaping in a high soaring ark, I pounce on the mouse. My little pink tongue lick over my jaws. I grin maniacally. I haven't had fresh-kill in a while. Slowly, I devour the mouse.
I have made up my mind. I know what I need to do.
Bluestar's POV
My mind races. The forest depends upon this one cat. It isn't good. If he doesn't join, I know what will happen. I know what will come. I know we won't survive. I know...
My thoughts are cut abruptly. A yowl rings out in the patrol. "What is it, Graypaw?" I ask.
He scowls at me. "Why?" He shouts. "What were we thinking?"
I acknowledge the fact the he said we.
"A kittypet? In Thunderclan?" I just smile.
"Graypaw, there comes a time when you have to accept things. Now is that time."
He just sneers, and walks away. I can't help but sigh. The sound of the tiny feet crunching against the leaves, it brings nostalgia. I can't help but feel awful at my clan mates walking away. I can't help but feel pain at the way that I know they think of me. I can't help but be anxious that the kittypet needs to make his decision.
I can't help but think about what will happen. Tigerclaw. Tigerclaw will happen.
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Rusty's POV
The day has come. I walk into the forest to meet Bluestar. Her pure blue eyes stare at me. I shy away. "Um, um," I stammer.
"Well?" She snaps. "Get on with it!"
I gulp and lick my lips. My tongue has gone dry, and I need water. "I can't come. It would be too hard for me..." I try to explain.
"Mouse crap! I knew I shouldn't rely on a kittypet!" Bluestar yowls and walks off. Something inside me shrinks. I am guessing still that it was something good. When I didn't go into the forest, I became a worse cat. The only way to become better was to go and live in the forest. And there was no way in Starclan that I was doing that.
I found my paws leading me home. I stopped and looked behind me. A strange feeling was ruffling my pelt. I looked closer at the trees. Penetrating the green blurs of trees, the brown smudges of bark and dead leaves, was something else. It hit me now that it was not really a part of the forest.
A flash of amber broke the quiet stillness of the forest. I believe now that it was a pair of eyes. Watching me. Like a tiger watches its prey. Waiting to reach its claw out. That is not even what scared me the most.
A/N This is the first chapter. More to come! Oh! It is for the deputy position challenge in Mockingjayclan. Hooray!