Chapter #6 The Attack -
Shockpaw got up after much commotion. Outside of the ferns which hid the apprentice den a frightening sight stopped him dead within his tracks. Two ShadowClan warriors were blood covered, one standing over the other. Both in mid-hiss. It was obvious they meant to kill, at each others throats, literally. His own mentor was over the other one, a muddy brown tom with electric blue eyes.
"Inkshower!" The pale ginger, or creamy yellow, tom called.
The tall cat turned. Shockpaw was, well shocked. His face was bloody, one eye was half opened and the other one was blood shot. One of his teeth from his opened mouth was gone, and from what he saw, on the ground. His large ears were torn and tattered, facing downward instead of to the dark sky. His tan fur stained red and brown from the dirt.
Darkstag saw his chance and kicked up his large back legs, hitting Inkshower in the jaw. The tan tom fell backwards and to the ground. Darkstag's eyes were full of rage and annoyance. His large head turned to Shockpaw.
His heart stopped.
Slowly he made way towards the apprentice, blue eyes, red.
"Small one, you saw nothing. I'm going to the river. When I come back I want everything clean and that body somewhere else."
His black nose started to bleed and when he sneezed, red sprayed all over Shockpaw.
"Am I clear?"
"Y—Y-yes, sir!" The apprentice bobbled away to his mentor. Inkshowers head was at a odd angle, but he was still breathing. Shockpaw grabbed him by his scruff and dragged him slowly to Littlecloud's and his sister's den. A young ginger warrior greeted him.
"Boltpaw... Inkshower...Attack...Darkstag...Blood...Jaw...Revenge..." Shockpaw muttered.
His sister cocked her head but looked at the cat he was holding within his mouth.
"Oh my StarClan!" She gasped.
"Can you help him?"
"Duh!" She started, "I'm a medicine cat apprentice!"
Shockpaw grinned and licked his sister.
"I have to go clean something up, bye Boltpaw!" He waved with his tail and went back to the clearing. An old queen was standing there looking at her paw. It was Darkstag's mother. She looked up saddened.
"Woolpelt, what happened? Did you see them?"
The old she-cat nodded, long and frizzy hair swinging back and forth.
"They were fighting over two she-cats."
"That's stupid. It's not even mating season and Inkshower is with Fogbank anyways."
"That's not what I meant, really. Darkstag said that he would kill any of Fogbank's kits if one was Inkshower's."
"But wouldn't they be?"
"It seems both mated with her."
"Oh, who was the other she-cat, not you I hope..."
The elder laughed. "No not me. Inkshower's sister Xyann. It seems she is in grave danger."
"Should I help her, or something."
"No, Starclan will send something."
Shockpaw gasped, it was forbidden to talk of StarClan. The only cats who still believed in it were him, his sister, Inkshower, Fogbank, and Dewsoot. Crowfeather and Blackrose were unknown and Shockpaw's own mother and father have gone to the bad side. The worst was when Littlecloud and Blackstar went.
"Do all the elders still believe?"
"Apparently" She breathed out in a hoarse voice.
"What should I do?"
"Clean this up and wait, wait for us to heal the damage that DeathClan has rained upon us."
