Chapter six

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Rushingpaw sized up the tom. He was only a little taller than her. But he had some scars. That means he was in fights before. Rushingpaw unsheathed her claws and circled him. He braced himself for jumping on her. She tensed. He jumped. Rushingpaw step sided and leaped on the tom but he was too quick and managed to trip her. She landed with a thump next to him and scrambled to get up. He hooked his claws and tore of some fur and drew blood. She gritted her teeth and started clawing at him. Rushingpaw managed to get a pretty deep wound in his leg. The tom broke away and started panting while Rushingpaw did the same.

"I'm sorry." Her head snapped and she looked at the tom in surprise.

"Uh… for what?"

"For starting a fight. I'm Scratch by the way."

"I'm Rushingpaw." Rushingpaw was staring at Scratch. He was looking at her weirdly.

"Rushingpaw? Can we meet at moon high in a few days?" He blurted out. Rushingpaw's head jerked up.

"Why?" Rushingpaw could feel his pelt getting hot.

"I… I want to get to know you better. Please?" He looked at her in desperation. Rushingpaw thought for a moment.

"Okay." She said agreeing out of curiosity. "Just for a night." He perked up. Rushingpaw felt a prickle of something she couldn't name.

"See you in… two days?" He asked.

"Sure." Rushingpaw turned and padded away towards the camp. On the way she washed in the river and made sure her wounds stopped bleeding, then continued. When she got in there she realized how tired she was and slowly walked towards the apprentices den. She curled in her nest and spent the night dreaming about meeting cats not in her clan…

Fast forward two days later in the morning.

Rushingpaw woke up with a start. This was the day! She got up and stretched. Tigerleaf poked her head inside the den.

"Wake up your brothers will you? We're having an assessment. " Rushingpaw walked over to Leafpaw and prodded his side.

"Wake up, Sleepy badger!" She said in amusement as he shot up out of bed. "Can you wake up Whitepaw? Tigerleaf says were having an assessment!"

Leafpaw quickly went over to Whitepaw and nudged him. Whitepaw just turned over.

"Whitepaw! We're having an assessment. Wake up!" Whitepaw just sleepily muttered,

"Okay." Rushingpaw sighed before walking over and shoving him hard.

"Hey!"

"You didn't choose to get up when Leafpaw tried to wake you up so I had to do something!" Whitepaw rubbed the shoulder where she had shoved him.

"Whitepaw! We're having our first assessment!" Whitepaw looked more awake now. The three littermates them proceeded to walk out of the den where their mentors were waiting.

"It took you long enough." Clawstrike grumbled. Rushingpaw held in a snort. He was constantly grumpy.

"Anyway, we're going to start with a hunting assessment." Goldberry started brightly. "You have to atleast catch three pieces of prey. Separately." Rushingpaw blinked. The most she'd ever caught was two. And she had cats helping. She took a breath. I can do this. She took a breath before following them out of camp. Rushingpaw looked for a place to hunt. The stream is usually a good place to hunt.

Rushingpaw stalked to the Windclan stream and parted her jaws. Mouse. She pinpointed the small creature that was scavenging for food. Rushingpaw quietly stalked up to the mouse careful not to make a sound. Then quickly she gave an enormous leap and landed neatly on the mouse delivering a clean blow to its neck. She looked at it in satisfactory. Only 2 more to go.

By the time Rushingpaw had collected her prey, she had caught, not three, but four pieces of prey. The mouse, a squirrel, an old pigeon, and a vole. Rushingpaw, carrying her catches, proudly carried them back to the camp. The minute she got in camp, she was bombarded with whispers.

"Did she catch all that?"

"She couldn't.

"No way." Rushingpaw's pelt felt hot as many stares and glances made her way. Trying to ignore them she put her pieces of prey on the fresh kill pile. As she made her towards the apprentice den she heard voices.

"But-"

"Just listen!" Rushingpaw quietly crept towards the space behind the nursery.

"She's too weak-"

"But she's your kit-"

"But look at her!" Rushingpaw flinched as she relieved that these voices were her parents! They were talking about her!

"Well-"

"Please, Blackstripe, Whitepaw and Leafpaw are both strong and fast. Rushingpaw? She's just so small and weak."

"I suppose you're right. I'll… I'll tell her brothers to stop hanging around her." Rushingpaw couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her own parents. Thinking she was worthless! Blinking back tears she ran out of camp. She sobbed for a while but just when she stopped she scented Ashheart collecting herbs. Quickly, not wanting to see Rushingpaw in this state, she hid in a bush. Just then she heard Ashheart muttering to herself.

"Nothing's happened but I can't shake the feeling… something evil." Rushingpaw eyes grey wide.

"The way her eyes glint. Every time I look at her. Evil. An evil feeling." Rushingpaw was growing more and more curious.

"Rushingpaw might be a dangerous evil cat." Rushingpaw's heart stopped. Out of all the crazy things. First right on time, she heard her parents talking about her. That was wonderful. But it couldn't stop there. Noooo. Then she had to hear the medicine cat muttering about her. Great. Just great. Abandoning her hiding place, Rushingpaw stood up and made her way back into camp. As she neared the apprentices den she noticed her brothers must've moved nest. She sighed and lied in her own.

Rushingpaw might be a dangerous, evil cat.

Hello! Itsa me! Mario! Just kidding. I hope you liked this because this is when shit starts to go down. I spent two days on this so be grateful. Please.

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