Rip lead her through the dense forest that surronded the BloodGroup camp. "I want Storm and Savage to mark the clan boundary. Rest of you, come with me."
As Savage watched her father lead away the other fighters, she turned her attention to marking the border. Storm settled down at her side.
"So, Savage, would you like to be a slave?" He asked casually.
Savagw glanced at him. "No, of course not."
Storm shuffled his paws. "Alright, would you mind if I reproduced with Bella, then?"
Savage froze. "I cant stop you," she addmitted. "But I'd prefer not..."
Storm blinked. "Well, when we get back to camp, I am." He announced, still slightly hopeful that when he said thise words, Savage would realize her love for him.
"Why do I need to know this?" She asked irritably.
Storm opened his mouth, but was interupted with several growls.
"Finally," said a large ginger tom, reeking of Clan scent. "Apprentices alone."
Savage felt her hackles raise. "Trainees. We're trainees, but we can beat you anyday." She sneered confidently. She knew they could. One against two? Easy.
Three more toms stepped out. Savage gulped. Well, this just got a whole lot harder.
The brown tabby one smirked. "Pretty kitty, why are you out here with this crowfood? Is he supposed to protect you?"
Savage lashed her tail. "I'm fully capable of taking care of myself, clan cat."
"Dustshadow at your service. We've been waiting for a long time to attack you Blood cats-"
"BloodGroup," Savage corrected angrily.
"Yes, BloodGroup cats. But now we finally had our time." Dustshadow finished and leaped at her.
Savage gave a small, inaudible yelp of surprise begore dodgingm she noticed one black tom standing near the back, and she followed his gaze to Storm, who was attacking two of the toms.
Savage leapt on top of the ginger one, biting down on his spine hard.
He bucked her off, and Savage knocked her head on a rock, with the black tom standing over her. He smiled maliciously, and swiped down, opening her stomach.
The last thing Savage saw was Storm running away, blinking back tears.
To leave me? She wondered hazily as dhe finally blacked out.
When she woke up, she was in a small den, and cobwebs were on her stomach. Savage struggled to her feet.
"Rip?" She called, her voice small. How humilating it was to have to be dragged back.
She stepped out of the den, but was greeted with a growl. With a look if surprise, she faced the sound - the black tom.
"What is this place?" She asked, eyes wide.
"ShadowClan. We work together as a clan, but you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?"
"BloodGroup does, too!" She protested, but her complaints were weak.
"Are you hungry?" The tom asked bluntly.
Savage nodded slowly. She couldn't starve - she had to get back soon.
A smaller gray and white tom gave her a small mouse. As he dipped his head, his eyes widened. "Oh!" He murmered.
"Oh what?" Savage snapped, biting into the scrawny mouse.
"W-well," the cat stammered. "Dustshadow, my father, told me all BloodGroup fighters were ugly, and only the slaves were pretty. But you... you're beautiful."
Savage blinked. "Thanks. But go away." She muttered, tearing, once again into the flesh of the mouse.
The smqll tom dipped his head and padded away, but looked back at her occasionally.
The black tom laughed, the sound sincere. "You sure have Whitepaw smitten."
Savage glared up at him, silent.
"I'm Ravenflight, a new warrior." He introduced himself. "I'm a different tom that hurt you," he added with a small smile. "Thats my father, Blackstripe. He's deputy."
Savage blinked. "Oh, sorry I treated you badly." She smiled. Maybe if she acted nuce she could get out... or even get let out.
Ravenflight purred. "I dont know why they took you. From what i'be heard, the tom would provide more."
Savage let that comment go. "Provide more?" She questioned.
"Yeah. They want ro make you into a clan cat."
"I'd never betray my group!" Savage exclaimed. "Why would they even think that?"
Ravenflight shrugged. "Not my desicion."
Savage stalked back into the den and curled up. She wanted to be home. She missed her family and even -hate to think it- Storm.
She hissed into the moss. I'll escape soon, she promised them. After a while of lying there, she got up and padded to the entrance. She hoped Ravenflight was there but soon grew disappointed.
The ginger tom had took his place.
"Mangy flea-pelt." He scowled as she came into his view.
Savage returned the glare. "Go away."
"Can't. I'm on watch duty."
Savage shook out her fur, which pained her stomach. "Get Ravenflight." At least he talked to me, she thought. And nicely.
The ginger tom shrugged. "Sure. I dont like being here anyway." He growled as he stalked off toward a den. A few moments after he disappeared into it, Ravenflight came out, blinking.
"Called for me?" He mumbled.
Savage nodded. "Sort of. That ginger tom wasn't nice."
"Scorchclaw? I know. He was my mentor." He laughed softly, his blue eyes twinkling in the moonlight.
"I cant fall back asleep." Savage confessed. Maybe if she acted vulnerable, he'd just let her escape?
Ravenflight blinked again."you slept the whole day." After a moment, he added, "wWant me to in with you?"
Savage felt her eartips redden. She had to share a nest with Terror for a while after more kits became trainees, and they had to go two to a nest. "Sure." Maybe it would demind her of home, then she wouldn't be so homesick. Anyway, she was tired...
Savage curled up in the nest, and felt Ravenflight curl up at her side.
"Ravenflight?" She mumbled. That wasnt how Terror and her slept - he curled around her because Savage was quite a bit smaller even though she was half a moon older.
"Hmmm?"
"Curl up around me. Thats only how I can fall asleep now." Savage had no idea how she would sleep when Birch and Oak moved out, and she might have to go one-nest. She felt Ravenflight stiffen, but follow her request. With a sigh, she fell asleep, silver fur mixing with black fur.
When she woke up, the first thing she noticed was the lack of warmth in the nest. She yawned. I'll have to thank him when I see him, she decided.
As she stepped to the foot of the den, and tall shadow loomed in her way. "I'm your guard for right now." A voice growled. "You cannot leave this den, until someone new is appointed."
"Well, can I get some food?" She snarled, already angry.
He backed away and laughed. "Hey, I'm just messing with you." Said the now friendly voice.
She didnt recognize it, but she let her hackles lay flat.
"I'm Liontail."
Savage came up to the sunlight. "Savage."
Liontail chuckled. "So thats your name. Cats have been calling you Unknown Beauty - mainly Whitepaw, though. You sure have him wrapped around your paw."
Savage fought the urge to laugh. No way she would ever be mates with that Whitepaw. Or really, any clan cat for that matter.
Liontaik dropped a rabbit at her paws. "Special treat," he explained. "It's rare to get rabbits here. I'll just say I ate it so you wont get in trouble."
Savage smiled. "Thanks." She tore into it. When only the bones were left, she sighed.
Liontail shoved the bones aside. "Whats wrong?" He asked, turning to her in the light. With a start, she realized he had the same gray-silver eyes as she did.
"You have my same eyes."
Liontail studied them. "Right I do. They're quite rare. Only one in thw clans that I know of."
Savage smiled. "I'm one of the only BloodGroup cats with them."
"One of the only?"
"Fine, maybe the only, I don't know. I hadn't met everyone yet."
Liontail nodded sympathetically. "Thats alright, I guess." He glanced away. "Looks like my replacement is here. Just so you know, I do half of the day, Ravenflight does half, Scorchgaze does the first half of the night, and Sandleaf does the last half."
Savage nodded. "Thank you for the rabbit."
Liontail dipped his head. "Just between us." He murmered to her as he left.
Ravenflight yawned and took his spot.
Savage blinked up at him - she still hadnt grown much. "How are you today?"
Ravenflight didn't answer, just turned toward the clan in silence.
"Ravenflight?" Savage tried again, and when he didn't answer the second she turned and padded to her nest, which she curled up in. Had she done something wrong?
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He entered Duskstar's den. "Hello?"
"Ravenflight." Blackstripe growled. He inwardly groaned. Whenever Blackstripe was in here, it was never good for him.
Duskstar studied hime. "We saw you with the hostage last night." He finally gave away.
Ravenflight stiffened. "Oh."
Blackstripe smiled. "And you gave us an idea."
Oh no, Ravenflight thought. His ideas are always bad for me.
"We want you to make the hostage fall in love with you."
Ravenflight's eyes widened. "Why?"
"So when we let her back, we have a spy - so when we attack, then she wont sabotage us because he loves you."
"But," Ravenflight began.
"No buts." Blackstripe growled. "You are dismissed."
Ravenflight growled quietly as he left, and made his way over to Savage's den. Without a word, he turned his attention to watching the camp, ignoring her voice.
He would start tomorrow.
A/N: There we go, second chapter! Hoped you liked it.
Do you think Ravenflight-Savage or Storm-Savage is cuter? Review, please. Constructive critism is appreciated.
Once again, please ignore any spelling errors. I'm continuing to use my phone until I either get a new Ipad, or find my computer charger.