Ello Ello, me Monemies. What EVER IN STARCLAN that means… Oh, And I figured the timeline WILL BE out of whack… But….
Hey.
Hey…
Guess what….?
I.
Don't.
Care.
Ya… I figured that out when I was doing research… Whoops….. -.-'
Hope you enjoy!
Darkpaw woke up and stretched. Today Silverstorm said she would start training! Darkpaw went over to where Silverstorm was still sleeping. She prodded her with a paw.
"Hey. Hey, Silverstorm. Wake up. You said we would begin today." Darkpaw mewed. Silverstorm just grunted.
Darkpaw pounced, and started jumping on Silverstorm.
"WAKE UP YOU SILVER BALL OF FLUFF! WAKE UUUUPPPP!"
"I'M UP!"
"Good," Darkpaw said, as she dragged over two mice. "I got some Fresh-Kill for you. Can we begin then?"
Silverstorm sighed, "Very well, we will start then."
Training in the forest….
Silverstorm padded into the woods, with Darkpaw behind her.
"Today, I will teach you the borders of the Clans." Silverstorm said.
"Why don't we live in a clan, Silverstorm?"
"There are bad cats in some clans, Darkpaw."
Silverstorm showed her around the borders, teaching her each scent, keeping an eye out for patrols. Darkpaw had comments for each clan scent. For Riverclan, "They sure do smell fishy!" for Thunderclan, she actually had no comment, just snorted. For Windclan, she wrinkled her nose "Why do they smell like prey?" For Shadowclan, "THEY STINK!"
Silverstorm just shook her head and purred.
Oh their way back, they were following the Thunderclan border (sometimes crossing it.), whena Warrior and an younger one walked out of the bushes and said,
"What are you doing on Thunderclan territory?" He growled menacingly. The New Warrior shifted from foot to foot, looking eager.
"We are just passing through," Silverstorm said, growling. Darkpaw stood beside her, tail flicking.
"That's what they all say!" The Tabby tom yowled, and leapt at Silverstorm. (Guess who? No? Well, leave it in a review; I will reveal it next chapter.) The Younger Warrior leapt at Darkpaw, but she was ready. Darkpaw slid out from the warrior's path, slashing her claws along his muzzle. Dark red spilled over the Tom's dust-colored (GUESS WHO!) pelt. The younger warrior aimed a blow at her throat, but she moved up, too slowly, and he hit her shoulder.
It was if some voice was telling her what and how to do it.
Darkpaw gathered all her strength, and slammed into the Tom, there forth slamming him into a tree, making him go unconscious. She turned to Silverstorm. She had everything under control, but the Warrior took one look at his fallen comrade,and turned to leave, grabbed the Younger Warrior and fled.
Neither Darkpaw nor Silverstorm were injured that bad, so they made their way back.
Five Moons Later, Darkpaw's Warrior Ceremony,Brokenstar out on a patrol….
"Darkpaw hold still!"
"Yes, Silverstorm, you may begin."
"Very well. I, Silverstorm, leader of The Barn, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon this Apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways to become respectful, young Rouge, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn." Silverstorm began.
"Darkpaw, do you promise to uphold the Warrior and Rouge Code, and defend those who need it, even at the cost of your life?"
"I Do." Darkpaw said truthfully.
"Then, by the power that Starclan has lent me for this special occasion, I give you your Warrior-Rouge name. Darkpaw, from now on, you will be known as Darkrose, The Rouges upon the barn that we live in, welcome you as a full Rouge Warrior!" Silverstorm announced. It was true; they lived with a few other cats, mostly former Kittypets.
"Hurrah for Darkrose!" They chanted. Their celebration was stopped by a painful yowl from the door. Every head swiveled to the door. Darkrose gasped.
"Lilly! No!" She swiftly jumped down from the loft. "Raindance! Get the cobwebs! Now!" Darkrose gave the command. The chosen cat raced off.
"Lilly, you need to tell us what happened," Silverstorm said, eyeing the cat's torn side.
Lilly yowled with all her remaining strength, "BROKENSTAR…HE IS COMING! KITTYPETS…. BE….WARE…"She gave one, last shuddering breath, and she moved no more. The barn was silent. Darkrose blinked her tears away. Lilly would have wanted me to get all of them out of here… Darkrose thought.
"Vance, Amy! Get every Kittypet out of here! Grasspad, Dewpad! Take the Clan-Rouges, follow behind the Kittypets, make him lose their trail. Petal, Daisy, Buttercup! Ge tLilly! Stay in the middle of the pack! This is not a drill people! Move it! Raindance, I have everything you need packed. Rolter, Stripes, Fen, grab the sacks!" Darkrose shouted the orders. Silverstorm lead the group, but Darkrose had beaten her to it. They had been on red alert, ever since Jelly, another former-Kittypet, had been killed. She turned to Silverstorm, cats rushing around them. "Silverstorm, I need you to take the lead. You are the oldest and wisest. Take them as far as West Pines, and seek shelter. I am going to trail the back."
"No! Darkrose, you are only 11 Moons old! I won't allow you-" Silverstorm shouted, the barn was almost empty. A yowl sounded, not one of their Rouges either.
"Yes you will. Let's go." Darkrose turned around to the remaining cats, "Ember, Star, Earth, Fire! Let's go!" The rest of the cats left.
Darkrose was running behind them, when she was bowled over by a brown Tom; Brokenstar!
"And where do you think YOU'RE going?" Brokenstar growled. Darkrose squirmed under his claws.
"Away from you!" Darkrose yowled. He slashed her left cheek.
"Huh? What the-" Brokenstar's weight was suddenly lifted off by a silver cat. The two rolled with each other, until Brokenstar clawed the Silver cat's side viciously.
"SILVERSTORM!NO!"
Ha ha. Cliffie. As I said… sooo off of time line. But…
I.
Don't.
Care.
SO TAKE THAT FLAMERS!MUAHAHAHAHAAA!
BTW, I haven't gotten any flames sofar, so thankz for that.
