In my downtime in writing (and my charging my portable video games), I've decided to update this. I wrote this like a week ago, it's time I put it up. I did NOT write this during my break time through massive writing, but before.
Anyway, in case you're wondering how this will turn out, there are a few interesting twists we'll find. And it may turn out the prophecy isn't interrupted after all but appears to be, but we'll see.
This is told in the mind of Mischiefpaw, but still third person. Kinda odd, but thought I'd point that out.
Disclaimer: Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter, apologies for shortness.
"Borders are more important," Jayfeather told Spottednose. "Besides, the first thing apprentices learn is usually the boundaries of our territory."
Spottedfur grinned at Spottednose. "Told you."
"Whatever. I've got advanced warrior training* to do," Spottednose growled. "So you can show them the borders." And with that, he was through the camp entrance and gone.
Spottedfur sighed. "Come on, let's go see the WindClan border."
(THIS PART DOES NOT APPLY TO THE PLOT!)
Meanwhile, in the Den of Author, Thistlefang rammed the door open while Spottedpaw13 was typing. "HI!"
"EGH!" Spottedpaw13 screamed and charged at Thistlefang. They raced away.
Soon, Spottedfur, Mayhempaw, and Mischiefpaw arrived at the border between ThunderClan and WindClan. Mischiefpaw noted that the stream seemed to be the border.
"This is the WindClan border," Spottedfur announced. "Beyond here, the WindClan cats live in open moorland, hunting rabbits."
"Yes, and they don't live in forest?" Mayhempaw asked. This was a good point, since Spottedfur was showing them the part of the border completely surrounded by forest.
"They've learned to hunt in the forest, but they don't live in it," Spottedfur replied, beginning to lead them away from WindClan's forest and towards the moorland. "Anyway, be careful when you're at this border, since WindClan's been hostile lately."
Just then, the wind started blowing.
Spottedfur stopped. "Do you hear that?"
Mayhempaw nodded, and Mischiefpaw found herself nodding as well. Voices whispered in her ear, voices she couldn't understand.
Which sets the scene for the next chapter. Not really a cliffhanger like last chapter, and I'm not a huge fan. But it works. I'm not rewriting it or anything.
* AKA College
In response: I will not be updating ITD right now because I'm not really in the writing spirit so much. Just a result of being weirded out.
