I want to update my two other stories but I won't until i finish two more entries in this one. Amazing that my newer stories give me more interest than the first one I wrote does. I promised myself that I won't quit in the middle of a story so I won't. Also, I'm glad ExplosionsAreFun agrees with me about ceremonies sounding like wedding receptions.
(This is Forest Territory because that was the one I began with)
As Soulpaw and Minnowpaw patrolled their borders, Soulpaw scented two cats. Minnowpaw didn't notice yet, and their mentors said they were going to report the fox scent in their territory. Without warning, two cats attacked them. While the male was on top of Soulpaw, Minnowpaw and the she-cat were fighting.
Soulpaw POV
Soulpaw hissed at the ShadowClan cat. He must be an apprentice, for he looks only a few moons older than her. "Let go of me, you mangy pelt!" "Naw, I rather just hold you down while my sister is fighting that other apprentice." the tom said with a sneer. The tom yawned and laid on Soulpaw, using his weight and her thin body as his advantage. She didn't like how close he was to her, or how comfortable he seemed by it. So Soulpaw did the only thing she could think of, so she bit his tail, which he was mouse-brained enough to tease her with. "Ow! You... You... Fishbreath she-kit!" He hissed. Soulpaw gave him the only thing she could, which was a scar on his leg. "Something to remember me by, frogbreath. Now get off RiverClan's territory or I wi-" "Soulpaw! Watch out!" If Minnowpaw said anything else, she didn't hear for she was tackled by the she-cat. "Leave my littermate, Loudpaw, alone!" the she-cat screeched. Loudpaw nicked Soulpaw's ear, while whispering in her ear "And something to remember me by, my sweet Soulpaw." He laughed at her submissive form and left with his supposed sister. Before Soulpaw could register what had just happened, she blanked out.
Minnowpaw POV (I was originally going to do his fight, but I want this short)
Minnowpaw was worried as he dragged Soulpaw back into camp. They weren't even suppose to fight. While he had more scratches, she had permanent damage. That nick will stay with here forever. And so will that darned Loudpaw with his sister. He knew he was in trouble when he dragged her into the medicine den. If Soulpaw didn't die of shock, she will be by Graystorm. Imagine what their littermate, Silverpaw, will say.
I'M DONE EXPLOSIONSAREFUN! As I was typing this up, she kept pmming me with their impatient self. I'm not really mad, BUT I'M DONE!
