The group of apprentices had decided to go into the meadow. Badgerpaw hadn't made due of his promise, and had gone to sleep before Moon-high. Although, he had made a point of sleeping as far away from her as possible.
I shouldn't have expected it to be that easy... Russetpaw thought. She had had a lot of time to think. Thistlepaw was fairly kind to her
But she's Thunderclan, they'll take anyone in.
Darkpaw had talked to her a little, and didn't seem to annoyed.
Russetpaw vaguely noticed the grass growing taller, maturing from a meadow to a wheat field. Suddenly, Thistlepaw's voice cut into her thoughts.
"Shh! I heard something!"
A scuttling sound was coming from beyond them, rustling the wheat. Darkpaw shrugged
"Probably a field mouse."
Badgerpaw licked his muzzle
"Let's hunt it!"
Russetpaw turned to him, her voice soft and cautious
"I know field mice. That is not a field mice."
The other cat's eyes widened in horror. Badgerpaw gulped, fear-scent rolled off of Thistlepaw in waves and Darkpaw was trembling. There was a moment of dreaded silence. The rustling go louder.
Russetpaw got into a defensive position, chills going through her spine. She remembered the last time she had been in this stance
A ginger apprentice darted through the shadows of hulking warriors, bearing down on each other with their blows. Terror surged through her, telling her to escape. Just as she was about to make it out of the storm a shadow leaped in front of her. The Shadowclan deputy, Cloudfur, stood before her. She tucked into a defensive position. She felt cold dread simmer through her.
"This is it." She thought "This is how I'm going to die."
Cloudfur lifted his heavy paw, about to strike her head. Suddenly, a slender black shape burst from the fray, striking the tom. Cloudfur, blown off course, managed to slash Russetpaw's flank. Pain sparked through her as his claws hit and she fell. It felt like an eternity as she lay on the ground, a rock in the middle of raging river. In the back of her mind she remembered the slender cat's name.
"Sorrelfrost."
She scrambled to her paws, taking one last glance at Sorrelfrost. She had Cloudfur pinned, but a large streak of blood marred her ears and face. She didn't look like she knew what she was doing. With that final look she had ran, ignoring the pain in her flank. Towards where the fray thinned and where Amberdawn and Rainstar were lurking.
Russetpaw shook off the memory hastily, not wanting to remember any more pain and suffering. She knew the others, who had followed her lead were thinking similar thoughts. Their fear of the unknown had briefly been replaced by a look of sorrow. She turned away, unable to take the combined sadness. Instead she focused back on the wheat, rustling as a creature stalked towards them. The ginger apprentice's mind raced, fear and anger surged through her head. Blood pounded in her ears.
Whatever you are...we've seen worse. We've been through a lot and have nothing more to lose or to fear. Bring it on.
And finished! Sorry for the slow update! I regret to inform you that they will slow down even more now that school's back *shudders*
Also, I will soon be accepting OCs for characters. No promises if they'll join our merry band but I can promise that they will appear at the very least.
What do you think is in the wheat? Is it a dog, a badger, a fox, or maybe even a cat? Remember to R&R!