Another Chapter! This one is a bit short, but it gets the message across...sorry! Enjoy!:)
General Blizzardstorm- Nightspots was kinda ashamed I guess, but you are right about your second point! Good job XD
XxLightsunxX- I will continue, and I am continuing now XD
Mnaseer2001- So glad you found it entertaining :) Hope you enjoy the rest of the story as it comes along :)
Anyways, lets continues :)
Chapter 6
The Gathering had brought peace to the Clans, but not anymore. Now, Gatherings were chaos. Clan leaders fought for a chance to say their share of news, everyone wanting to spread the success of their Clans. Fights often broke out between the cats of different cats, and despite StarClan blocking out the moon in a sign of anger, no cat cared, or even noticed.
This time, however, Vinestar had something to say, and he was going to tell everyone.
"Stop!" he yowled as soon as he had gotten up the ancient oak used as a podium for the leaders. "Clans, listen!"
Everyone feel silent. Vinestar struck fear into the cat's hearts unlike any other cat. His powerful body scared cats enough already. No one wanted to get into a fight with him. Naturally, everyone quietened down.
"We have found out," Vinestar yowled, "a secret organisation." He scanned the cats in front of him. "Unnaturals, have their own Clan, or at least that is what ThunderClan thinks."
Cats gasped. Fur spiked up, hisses, claws unsheathed, cats reactions were priceless in the eyes of Vinestar.
"We have come up with the theory after an Unnatural kit was rescued by another Unnatural kit we had abandoned two moons before. Falconkit, had been caught taking Leopardkit away safe and sound." Wingfall and Springshine, the two kit's mothers, exchanged worried glances. Firestorm, Falconkit's father, did not even react to his son's name being called. He had separated with this mate the moment Falconkit was declared Unnatural.
"This is outrageous," Rabbitstar of WindClan had started to speak. "We must find this 'Clan'." He meowed smoothly.
"They would have taken Bluekit too!" Petalstar growled. "To think that puny monster is still alive sickens me to the core!"
Vinestar saw Nightspot's flinch. Not from the insult thrown at her kit, but at the reminder that the Unnatural kit was hers. Vinestar grinned wickedly.
"Indeed," Moonstar, ShadowClan's new leader meowed; she had been appointed leader after Silverstar had died from greencough. "An Unnatural camp is a danger to everyone."
Cats yowled out their agreement.
"We must send out regular patrols to search for this Clan," Rabbitstar meowed thoughtfully, watery yellow eyes shining. "The sooner they are found, the better."
Vinestar agreed silently. "ThunderClan will do that, and pray to StarClan we find them, and eliminate them."
The four leaders nodded, considering the idea. The idea definitely was inviting.
"We will do it," Petalstar meowed. Her Clan cheered in approval.
"Us too," Rabbitstar agreed. WindClan replied with glee, and Rabbitstar grinned at them, revealing teeth yellow with age.
"ShadowClan will be honoured to take part in this cause," Moonstar meowed after a long pause. Her Clan cheered half-heartedly. Despite the other Clans telling stories of how vicious and cruel ShadowClan cats were, ShadowClan was actually getting tired. Their claws no longer ached to spill blood, their teeth no longer yearned to bite.
Vinestar flicked his tail happily. Unnaturals will no longer be hidden from us, not for long they won't. Vinestars reverie was broken by a sudden yowl.
"I found a cat hiding in the bushes!" Nightspots had dragged a brown tabby tom out from under a thorn bush. His body flopped to one side, revealing a twisted foot. Unnatural traitor! Vinestar leapt down from his perch, and approached the tom.
"What are you doing here?" he hissed.
The tom looked up at him defiantly. "I will never say anything!" he spit in Vinestar's face.
A gasp was heard in the crowd of the Clans. "Bouncepaw?"
"Bouncepaw? Bouncepaw!" The name was repeated several times.
Bouncepaw. Vinestar suddenly recognized the sturdy tom. Bouncepaw, hit by a monster, and abandoned the moment he recovered from his foot injury. He had been a ShadowClan cat, and Silverstar had shared the entire story at the Gathering moons and moons ago. Bouncepaw, though not the age to be an apprentice anymore, was now a powerful looking cat. Vinestar unsheathed his claws, pressing against Bouncepaw's skin until he could see bubbles of blood appearing underneath his claws.
"What are you doing here?" Vinestar repeated, louder this time, and more vicious.
Bouncepaw remained still, jaw set with indignation and eyes blazing with fury. Vinestar sunk his claws into his flank even more.
"I will not speak of anything," he meowed clearly.
"You will," Vinestar cackled. He raised his paw, unsheathed his razor sharp claws, positioned himself and had bought down his paw onto Bouncepaw's head when he was pushed away.
"Stop!"
Fur-brained Moonstar.
"He was a ShadowClan Unnatural, so I will deal with him." '
Vinestar hissed at the she-cat. He sheathed his claws, and stepped away. At that exact moment, Bouncepaw scrambled to his paws and raced away. Five more cats followed, but Moonstar stopped them.
"They will leave a scent trail."
They did, but at that moment, dark clouds covered the moon, and rain started to pour down on the cats that StarClan once called honourable warriors.
Bouncefoot had surprised everyone when he returned with gashes along his flanks. The rain had soaked him for head to foot, but there was no mistaking the salty tang of blood the moment he stumbled in. "Vinestar…he knows…" Blood trickled down his forehead. "They are searching f-for us…" Bouncefoot forced the last words out before collapsing. Rockstorm rushed towards him and dragged him into the medicine cat den. Seedsong, his mate, followed them anxiously, kits standing at the entrance of the nursery, gazing around with wide, innocent eyes. Spottedstar immediately ordered everyone to go back to their dens, and everyone obliged. No one wanted to know what was happening, the reality was too grave.
Leopardpaw once again found herself face to face with Falconpaw. She edged away quickly, trying to hide her red face. Pinepaw giggled as she approached.
"What do you think happened?" She asked.
"Bouncefoot was probably discovered," Falconpaw interrupted, before Leopardpaw could say anything. "There is no other was he could get hurt other than that."
Leopardpaw, once again, was shocked by how young Falconpaw sounded. His body suggested the strength and talent of a warrior, though his voice revealed his youth. Pinepaw grinned widely at Leopardpaw. She realized she was blushing. Pinepaw had noticed, of course. If only they could talk a bit more, and Leopardpaw could get a hold of herself. Pinepaw curled up in a ball, and flicked her tail over her pink nose. Falconpaw did the same, but left his tail hanging out. Leopardpaw shook her head, why does she take not of mouse-brained details like this?
She circled her nest, then flopped down. Once again, dreams of terror and destruction haunted her.
Hope you enjoyed :)
-Cloudy
