"We better be off then" yawned Darkpaw
"Ok, ok Darkpaw. We can go as soon as Badgerpaw wakes up. Deal?"
"Deal."
Russetpaw blinked awake at the sound of the voices. She barely stifled a yawn and peeked out from behind her spot, a dark green shrub.
Badgerpaw, a small black and white Riverclan apprentice was rolled on his back, snoring enough to wake a whole clan
Russetpaw felt a pang at the word clan
There were no more clans. They had been all been killed in one battle. The final battle. A battle for the ages.
Except for the apprentices she was tailing. They had survived and found each other.
She had been concentrating on placing their smells all night. After all, she wasn't going to SLEEP after what she had seen. What she had done. She didn't know how Badgerpaw did it.
Firstly, she had learned that Darkpaw was Shadowclan. That wasn't much of surprise. He fit the description perfectly. Large, looming black tom with a naturally disgruntled personality. Thistlepaw, on the other paw, was Thunderclan, which didn't seem possible. According to the elders, Thunderclan cats were supposed to be big, menacing and arrogant. But Thistlepaw was none of those things. She was small, about as menacing as a nice plump hare and though she was bossy, and a little snobby, she wasn't any more arrogant than the rest.
I should be with them Russetpaw thought wistfully
But their scared of me...
Wait.
That's it.
There scared of ME
So what if I wasn't Russetpaw?
Russetpaw grinned at her idea. Why hadn't she thought of it before? The cats didn't know who she was, so she could be anybody! She backed away from the clearing, into the shadowed forest. What would her name be...Redpaw? No...to obvious if Badgerpaw knew she had killed Rainstar. Amberpaw? No...she couldn't bare to take her enemy's name. Even if she was dead, Amberdawn would always be Russetpaw's enemy. She was running out of time, even though Badgerpaw had totally overslept, he was bound to wake any moment now from all the noise Thistlepaw and Darkpaw were making, and the apprentices would leave without ever knowing she had been there. She needed to think...Even moving as fast as lightning she would make to much noise and alert them of her presence. She knew that after a battle such as the last, any unwelcome intruder would be crowfood before the could say 'Hare'.
And then it hit her. The perfect name.
"I will be Lightningpaw of Windclan" Russetpaw whispered softly
Russetpaw turned and limped towards the clearing. They would never need to know. She would be Lightningpaw. They would never know she was Russetpaw, killer of Rainstar, who should've died in battle instead of running to save her pelt. She was Lightningpaw of Windclan, the one who had escaped with her life, the one who hadn't killed but saved, the one who had done everything she could.
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