Again, I want to that thanl all those that reviewed. That always makes my day, and makes my muse perk up!I'm so, so sorry for taking so long for those of you who've been watching this book closely. Life kinda ran away from me. Anyways, here's your chapter of Whispering Rains!
Disclaimer: Warriors was made by Erin hunter. However, all these charrie are mine! Steal, and face the mighty Rainpaw/Lightpaw team!
" You know, you weren't exactly easy to pull out of the water, " An unknown, gruff voice whispered in my ear. My mind jumpstarted, shaking away the tiredness like a second coat. I was alone with a stranger. My first instinct was to leap up and attack, but what could would that do? My only hope was to sit still and wait for my chance.
I opened my amber eyes slowly, not wanting to let the stranger know I was awake. I knew it was too late, but I was still gonna be careful.
The tom that lay beside was..breathtaking. His fur was long and the color of gold, much like Goldflower's fur, but with a great deal more orange tints in it. And his eyes…they were like something I've never seen before. The main color was gold, but at the edge there was some green and in the middle, amber, creating a gold-hazel effect.
I realized that I was staring, so I quickly ducked my head. It was at that moment that I started shivering, my body finally reacting to the icy cold water that I was just dragged out of. The whole chain of events started to catch up to me, and I started shaking even harder, going into shock.
I tried to stand up, but fell into a quivering heap of fur instead. The tom stood up and spoke again, in that same gruff voice as before "Lay down. I imagine you must be tired, "I narrowed my eyes at him, a spark of annoyance lighting them up. I hated being treated like a kit.
The tom shook his fur, spraying water everywhere, and I let out a hiss of annoyance. The tom glanced at me as if to say so what, you're wet anyways. I shook my head, trying to get some kind of petty revenge on him for getting me wet, again. He jumped back, shiny gold fur sending sun beams up in the air, at least to my eyes.
Stop it, I chastised myself. You're just overreacting because he saved you from drowning, that's all. But that reminded me to ask him something. "Why and how did you get me out of the water?" I asked, my voice still crying out annoyance. The golden tom looked away from my gaze, and shrugged. Anger blazed in my eyes for a tenth of a second and the gold tom decided to answer, likely because of the murderous glare I sent him.
"I was hunting, and I saw the rock ledge crumble and you fall into the water. I saw that you couldn't swim, so I decided to save you. The End, "He said, his tone flat, which made me widen my eyes, making it clear I didn't believe him. I made up my mind to be sure to not trust him with anything, even through, and maybe because of the fact that he seemed to like me, in a very vague way.
There was also the question of how I was to get home. And how to avoid questions from my clanmates about why I was in this state. Without warning, I suddenly sat up. For a full minute, the world tilted. A throbbing headache came, and my eyes watered at the full force of it. Then, just as suddenly, it was gone. Vanished.
What the…? The dizziness also vanished, and my body which felt so stiff and sore, felt just a little less sore, enough so that I could move. Blinking around, I noticed my surroundings for the first time. I was inside a little clearing, surrounded on all sides by tall, evergreen trees. My mouth dropped open. I've never been anywhere quite like it. The clearing itself had pure white sand, almost like snow, but it didn't have that watery taste that came with snow.
All of a sudden, I heard a laugh. I whirled around, facing the golden tom. Apparently the anger in my amber eyes was even funnier, because he laughed harder. I let out a low hiss, and all of a sudden his anger dissolved. We stood there, in that clearing, just staring at each other, amber-colored eyes meeting hazel ones. For a full minute we stood there, until I broke contact by looking away.
Clawing slightly at the sand, I said, in a falsely light and airy tone, "Well, I guess I should be going now, " The golden tom just nodded, and I started walking out into the trees. Wait a minute…where was I?
I turned around, making sure I didn't meet his eyes as I asked my question. "How far did I travel downriver?" I could feel the tom's gaze on my fur, and it felt like he was making it heat up. " Not very far, " He replied, " Just about twenty fox-lengths, " I nodded in gratitude and went out into the forest, trusting my sense to guide me out to where the river was, and hoping I wouldn't get lost. Before long, I heard the roar of the water, and traveled alongside it, searching for a familiar landmark.
That was my first encounter with Whisker.