AN: More chapters! Yay!
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Jaypaw hoped that Mousepaw was full because she wasn't. She continued walking with Mousepaw, looking ahead. In the distance there was a meadow. It was quite far away but it could be home.
"Do...do you think that could be home?" Jaypaw asked, worry showing in her voice. She wanted it to be home more than anything else, her heart softly aching. Mousepaw was silent but when Jaypaw looked at him, she saw hope.
"Do you want to race?" He asked instead, a fiery passion seeping out. Jaypaw gave a sly grin and a curt nod.
"Three, two, one...go!" She meowed excitedly, pushing off her paws and feeling the wind glide beneath her feet. She had to win; she was simply faster on land. She would be teased by Mousepaw for who knows how long.
"Come on, Mousepaw!" Jaypaw mewed, her paw pads barely skimming the ground. The ground was relatively easy to traverse with the lack of rocks and branches. Jaypaw heard Mousepaw's breaths quicken as he pushed himself closer to her, his smile painted across his face. The forest blurred as they kept pushing further and further. Jaypaw made herself push harder, her chest starting to burn, determined to win.
The meadow seemed to grow in their perspective as they neared home, or what it could possibly be. As Jaypaw's thoughts wandered, her strides staggered and her lungs begged to stop. She had to stay focused, ignoring Mousepaw's steps growing louder. Everything in her body and mind protested but she only slowed to Mousepaw's pace.
"Tree," she breathlessly called out to him, flicking her tail to the large oak tree just a few fox-lengths away. Mousepaw nodded, and pushed a small stream of energy, taking the lead. Jaypaw gulped in some air (that made her lungs burn) and pressed on, slowly catching up to him with her more formulated stance. She was giving out, her breath turning raggedy and her legs shaking as she stumbled over the finish line with Mousepaw at her side. Lying on her side, Jaypaw panted, throat hurting. She didn't care who won, it was a great race.
She hesitantly got up, paws still shaking from adrenalin. Mousepaw was on his back, breathing deeply. After a few moments, they both started laughing hoarsely.
"That was quite a challenge!" She finally mewed, wondering how her friend was able to manage it. Mousepaw shook his head, losing the last of his chuckles.
"Yeah, I didn't think I'd even have a chance at this. Who do you think won?" He asked. Jaypaw thought for a minute.
"I honestly have no idea," she replied. They caught their breaths, comfortably being quiet. The meadow was closer now, and Jaypaw could see that it lead into a forest, just like home. Something felt off but Jaypaw supposed that it was simply her nervousness.
"Let's go." Mousepaw said happily. Jaypaw got up, muscles nagging in pain. They walked down the black Thunderpath. Jaypaw's stomach twisted, her heart fluttering.
"Mousepaw, are you excited? This could be home!" She excitedly babbled to him. He nodded, grinning. Dusk seemed to take over the day, quickly proceeding into night. They made their pace faster, only five fox-lengths away. Now the only thing that seemed to stop the pair from reaching the meadow was the Thunderpath.
Carefully they listened for any monsters, ears sharp. Jaypaw stepped on first, the old cut she had flaring up in little bits of pain. She kept moving; the usually warm Thunderpath was cool and salty beneath her pads. No loud rumbling, monsters, or any type of mortal wound. Jaypaw bounded into the grass, little dewdrops soothing her cut.
She signaled for Mousepaw to come over.
Little cliffhanger! Anyways, R & R!
