UWAHHH!!! I was so depressed this morning when i checked my email and i got no reviews, but i just checked and i got four reveiws! Kudos for everyone!
"This…" whispered Woodpaw, padding around the edge of the cavern she and her friend had just entered, "This is so…" she felt her eyes burn and realized she was crying, soft, gentle tears moistening her gray pelt, "so beautiful."
In her opinion, it was paradise, a cavern as large as the camp, with a massive stalactite coming from the high, arched roof and almost to whisker-length on her. Beneath it was a small pool of water in a perfect circle, at least a tail-length across directly under the rock. And, more importantly, the rock was glowing.
Not a steady, gentle, constant light, like how the rock walls faintly glowed, but a multicolored light, swirling like the water found in Twoleg nests. Vibrant hues grew and shrunk, swirling like it was being churned by a thousand water monsters, yet contained within the narrow mineral formation.
"Woodpaw," whispered Falconpaw, staring at her in shock, she returned his gaze, "Did you know?"
"No," she whispered, "I thought… I don't know…" she looked down into the water, blinking in its brightness of the color reflecting in it, and the white rock beneath it, "Falconpaw, look," she called to him, adjusting herself so she stood behind the stalactite.
He padded over, and she pointed to her nose to a strange formation in the water, two paw prints, like a cat had stood in mud and left its tracks behind. She glanced once over at him and put one of her paws into the paw prints, but drew back in frustration when she found hers were too small.
"You try," she urged. And, a little nervously, Falconpaw switched places with her, and dunked both paws into the water. He gulped, the water was cool and gently, tickling his fur. Carefully, he placed one paw in the paw print, surprised that it actually fit, since it was a large print, and then put his second one in the other one.
The water glowed white, and turned hot for a second, or was it just his imagination? Either way, when he stepped back, the two paw prints were gone.
"Falconpaw, get back!" cried Woodpaw, grabbing his scruff, he hauled him back just in time to avoid a splinter of stone that had fallen from somewhere on the ceiling. He gulped, that would have surly killed him of Woodpaw hadn't saved him.
Now a low rumble grew in the cave, the stalactite quivered, and cracks ran down its sides. A moment later it broke off the ceiling completely, and this time was falling strait towards Woodpaw, who was scrambling towards the exit.
"Woodpaw!" he gasped, legs frozen as the pillar crashed down on his friend. He ran over, eyes burning, and desperately shifted through the rock to find her.
"Woodpaw, Woodpaw!" he cried desperately, he could feel shards of rock raining down on him, and he was stepping on them, his paws bleeding. His paws left bloody prints in the ground.
"The Paw of Wood one is here," a soft behind him whispered. Falconpaw spun around to face a young she-cat, the same age as he and Woodpaw, her fur as white as snow, and her eyes pale gray. Woodpaw was in front of her, limp as a dead kit.
"She is alive," The she-cat whispered, nosing Woodpaws neck fur on her nect gently, "I can save her," she said again, gently as the first time, sleek fur shimmering around her like liquid star, "But it will cost something." Falconpaw bristled, and felt the pale eyes bore into him like claws. The she-cat lowered her head and closed her eyes for a moment. A second rumble grew, and she picked up his clanmate.
"Come, we will talk more at the Pool of the Moon, Paw of Falcon."
Not so much of a cliffhanger, I'm trying to slip in two seperate plots into this story, to make it more interesting. Poor Woodpaw, she almost died ( T . T )
Anyway, reveiw, or i don't update, cuz i luv reveiws XD