Dedicated to the warrior Code
Word Count: 553 (Not A/N)
Where a cat commits a crime... Like Hollyleaf.
A day without the sun, just clouds and rain. Everyone was on patrol, yes. Oh, the queens were at camp- along with the retired elders. They left- me, me! Alone, on a rock- sitting and dripping with water.
This was every day, left out somehow. No siblings- the only one was killed in battle. A scar on my flank- It curled around like a wind swirl- yes, WindClan. Impossible- no, it was a rogue. Odd, why would they do that? Unknown, I asked the leader and others- and as usual, no caring reply.
Yowls echoed through camp, ears pricked to hear better- why? It would be the same sound no matter what. Eyes would drift over to me expectantly, 'go check.' Great, the others too lazy. Just because you're an elder or have kits doesn't mean you have to sit in a den for the rest of your life. So I go and check the lake.
Oh, you want the story- great. Okay, whatever. Here it is.
Rain drips from my ears and nose, when a yowl breaks through camp. Gorseface looks at me with dull, blank eyes. Still, the message is obvious. Go and find out what it is!
I snort, hopping off of a rock and padding off towards the yowls for help. I growl in disgust. Rockclaw to this, do that! We are too lazy!
Once arriving the lake, I see a kit in the water, helplessly screaming. Weird, one would think the patrol would have reached here by now- but no, 'Rockclaw will complete it himself.'
I walk up to the shore, scanning the area. The kit sees me and a glint of hope shines in his green eyes. "Help me, Rockclaw!" He pleads.
My gut tells me to pull the kit- Sandkit, out. I waft over to him, and grab his scruff- bringing him to the shore. Rustles break through the bushes nearby, but I ignore it.
I gaze at Sandkit, who is coughing mildly. I unsheath my claws, and raise one paw. Claws scrape Sandkit's flanks, and he gasps in pain. I rub my paws in the blood, and trot off towards ShadowClan border to meet my furture mate and take her.
Hazelstar's shout makes me run- they found me. I pelt to the border and cross, listening for Waterheart. I hear her and go to the source. "Waterheart!" I hiss.
"What?" She turns and pricks her ears.
I lick my lips. "It is time to leave." I begin, then a patrol approaches- spotting me in a bush.
"Rockclaw, we have waited." A familiar voice growled.
I step out, immediately hopping on Blackwing. I scratch his spine and bite at his neck violently.
"STOP!" Hazelstar yowls. I hop off and go to my side of the border. I see Sandkit at Gorseface's paws, the queen sobbing. Suits you well.
Hazelstar gazes at me, then pins me down. "Way to break the Warrior Code, eh?" She hisses.
I am completely baffled. "What is that?" I whisper, choking.
Hazelstar releases her grasp. "Oh, StarClan." She mutters. "We never- taught you..." She shakes her head. "No!"
Blackwing pins me and slashes my throat open, biting the back of it. I gasp, and my vision dulls. Before passing out, I see Hazelstar yowl, crossing the border. Then things go black.
(So, basically he was a rogue before- if you didn't know...) Hope it was good!
