Hey everyone! This is just gonna be a short rant haha! This is a quick chapter because I am going to be busy most of the week and will not be able write during Thanksgiving- and I am not going to be writing what so ever on Black Friday! So, without further audieu, on with the story!~
"Don't you dare look out your window
Darling everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone
Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound…" -Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift
Chapter 6
Kindlestrike
A strong, cold wind blew against his fur as he padded under tall pines. He knew he had been summoned again yet felt so confused- why so soon after his last meeting?
Two figures of cats formed in the distance but he recognized them as Icewhisp and Olivefur. He dipped his head in respectful greeting as he came near and noticed they had grim looks on their faces. He narrowed his eyes in curiosity but decided to say nothing. Icewhisp looked to Olivefur and nodded to let her speak first. The queen shifted her gaze to Kindlestrike.
"We have called you here to help us." She stared at the ground. "Rowanstar decided to interfere with my daughter's destiny. He wants a certain cat lead her away from Clan territory and out of StarClan's reach after finding out something that…" She trailed off, leaving the tom confused. He looked to Icewhisp.
"We cannot see the Clans right now; nor can we communicate with Brownfeather. But we have to stop Rowanstar from succeeding with his plan- he cannot do this! Your Clan needs her in the near future…" Olivefur looked at Icewhisp sadly.
"He means well, but…we need you to allow us to speak through you for the sake of the Clan and its future." Kindlestrike nodded but still felt very confused.
"Why would Rowanstar lead his own daughter away?" He asked. "I thought he might want to bring her back." Olivefur's eyes grew dark.
"I thought once he was in StarClan he would gain wisdom and understand her destiny, but I was wrong. Now we need you to return and follow the cat." Kindlestrike looked at Icewhisp for instruction.
"You will know who it is; your paws will lead you." More confused than ever, he watched them fade and returned to the waking world. Dawn had come as he got out of his nest and popped into camp. No other cat was out, but a set of paw prints in the fallen snow tracked out of camp. Something inside his chest urged his paws to go, and he let himself be led by it.
Jayfrost
Except for the crunching of his paws in the snow, silence surrounded Jayfrost as he padded through the frozen territory. The storm from the night before had worn itself to only small flakes and had layered the forest floor in a beautiful yet freezing white blanket. His breath billowed around him as he sighed and surveyed the territory around him with his icy blue gaze.
He then pricked his ears for any sign of prey but realized his attempt was in vain when he heard only his own breathing. I wonder why I even bother…
He looked back at his tracks that followed him to where he was. Why am I here? He had travelled far away from camp.
He shook his head and continued further away from the territory, blindly letting his paws lead him.
Maybe…it's just my entire fault. That's probably why she left. Images of the broken she-cat he had loved for so long tugged at his exhausted mind like an unsolved mystery. He came to a small stream that cut through the distant part of ForestClan territory and looked in it to find it was frozen.
But what he focused on was a stranger in the ice that stared back at him. This cat had dead eyes; its fur was ruffled and ragged as if it hadn't been groomed for days. Under the cat's eyes were dark and sinking into the skull. He wrinkled his nose at the stench of the rotting flesh as he watched clumps of fur falling off the stranger bit by bit.
"This is what you have become inside." Jayfrost slowly looked over his shoulder. Kindlestrike was sitting on the snow with his paws and tail tucked around him. But his eyes were as dark as the midnight sky and glowed eerily. A shiver of fear went down his spine as he looked from his friend to the cat in the reflection in the ice.
"Me? Surely I do not look like this; otherwise, our clanmates would be terrified of me…" He replied in disbelief. Kindlestrike's eyes began to flicker and shift to a dark green gaze.
"You are to forget Her existence as a close friend, or this will not only be your soul. You don't know Her more than just a simple clanmate." Kindlestrike's voice was not his own and had sounded fierce. "You will forget her so you cannot interrupt her destiny. She will forget you too." Jayfrost shook his head frantically.
"No, I will not forget her! Ever!" He cried, his voice tightening from fear and pain. Memories flashed in his mind bright and clear as if they were happening then, but began to slow and become distorted. His brain felt fuzzy and tired as he struggled to remain conscious.
"No!" He screeched violently, shook his head, and swayed on his paws. He sunk to the ground as his paws gave way as he slipped into darkness.
Larkblossom
Dusk had left her watching the kits as she went out to hunt for them all. She had been observing them tumble around the area they had been staying in. She was fine until a dizzying pain filled her head.
Are the kits coming now? No, they can't be; it's too early.
She stood up from the basket she was curled up in, but soon fell down as darkness claimed her.
-Later-
"Larkblossom, are you alright? Please be alright…" Dusk's voice pulled her out of whatever happened. She looked around, unsure of what had happened. She looked at her friend who had concern in her eyes. Her kits were huddled in their basket behind her, looking at her in fear.
"I'm fine, I think. I'm not in pain…I just feel off." She mewed. "But I am alright." Dusk gazed at her doubtfully as she turned around and grabbed a skinny mouse. She turned back to Larkblossom and nudged it to her.
"You need this." Larkblossom took it gratefully.
"Don't worry; maybe it's just that you're very close to kitting." Dusk meowed optimistically. Larkblossom hesitated, but smiled and nodded. Her belly had swollen more by the day. The thought of her kits took the weird feeling away.
"They'll be here soon so we can both relax." The queens laughed together, but something still bothered Larkblossom in the back of her mind. But she shooed it away as she focused on her friend.
I know this turned out to be a really weird chapter, im sorry .-. but that's what happens when I write late…
