Hi hi hi! I expected less reviews than before! This time, I want to get between 56-64 reviews please! Thanks!
Here are the answers to the reviews:
Willowsong of ThunderClan: I get your anger right now….:D
stupid fanfic: Hey, watch what you're saying. It's your choice if you believe me or not, but I DO NOT like people flaming at me. It's not nice. Just stop it, okay, or don't read my story.
Guest: Your wish has come true!
Guest: Wow, I never realized it sounds like Tigerclaw's words to Fireheart!
dalmationblack: Yeah, it might be Mothpaw…what do you mean by bringing Brightheart into this story?
Frostheart1: Thanks
TheGhost129: Okay, and thanks!
Nova Lioness: Yeah! I agree! Meanie Sunfeather!
Chapter 9:
Fernpaw jolted awake, her eyes widening as her mind replayed the phrase that had just been whispered into her ear a few moments ago. Her first guess was Mothpaw said it. Her untrusting eyes landed on him, but he was snoring peacefully, curled up with Sunnypaw in a ball of ginger fur.
"Moonpaw," she whispered. "Moonpaw!" Her creamy white sister blinked open her eyes.
"What?" she asked groggily. "Let me go to sleep. Don't keep me up like you did when we were kits!" Fernpaw sighed. She really didn't want to be angry anymore. It tired her out.
"Sorry," she murmured softly. "I'll let you go to sleep." Hopefully I was imagining what I heard. No one else heard it. Fernpaw gazed around nervously before snuggling in.
"Fernpaw." Fernpaw blinked open her eyes, her green gaze adjusting to the bright sun. "Fernpaw, listen to me." Fernpaw gazed around, confused.
"What do you mean, listen?" she asked. "Where are you? I can't see you!" She glimpsed a shimmering river. "Are you hiding from me? Show yourself, don't be afraid! What do you have to tell me?"
"Fernpaw, dear," a voice whispered fiercely in her ear. She whipped around, heart pounding.
"Where are you?" she asked. "I can't see you! Come out! I need to see you!" Her panic was giving into fear. Was she actually crazy? She could hear random cat voices without seeing them?
"I need to tell you something." A pair of desperate amber eyes shone at her. Fernpaw could see no fur, but she could feel the she-cat brushing against her. "Fire destroys forests of green leaves."
"What do you mean? What do you mean?" Fernpaw called. "I don't understand! What fire? What green leaves? Don't leave me with riddles I can't figure out! If my life is in danger, tell me!"
"No, you are not ready to know all that yet." The she-cat's amber eyes shone with wisdom. "You will know when you prove you are ready."
"Prove…? How?" Fernpaw pleaded. Her desperation just made the other cat laugh. "Why are you laughing? It's not funny!"
"I will tell you one thing," the cat laughed. "Bear my name in your head like a swan bears her feathers."
"Okay…?" Fernpaw muttered. Her intense amber eyes locked with Fernpaw's green ones.
"I go by many names, young one," she whispered. Her eyes reflected the autumn leaves, and held secrets yet to be unlocked. "My name…"
"Fernpaw!" Fernpaw blinked open her eyes. She stared crossly at Moonpaw.
"Why'd you wake me up?" she snapped. "I was in the middle of a great dream!"
"Sunfeather wants you!" Moonpaw replied. Her gaze clouded. "She said it was urgent…she wouldn't tell me what it was!" Fernpaw licked her pelt quickly, removing the moss that clung like burrs to her pelt.
"About time you showed up," Sunfeather sniffed. She was standing with Rockflame and Mothpaw.
"Sunfeather," Rockflame meowed, sending her a warning look. Sunfeather ducked her head, and carried on with the day's tasks.
"Alright. Rockflame and I are assessing your hunting skills," she meowed. "Your first assessment of you apprentice training. Fernpaw, listen to what Mothpaw says."
"Actually," Mothpaw cut in, with a glare at Fernpaw. "We have to work together." Fernpaw bit back a surprised response. Why's Mothpaw suggesting working with me? The look he sent her said everything. Oh, he doesn't want to disappoint his hero, Brackenstar. Contempt filled her.
Out loud, she meowed, "Okay, fine. I suggest going to the beech copse," she meowed with a smug glance at Sunfeather. The ginger she-cat's face was darkened like a thundercloud, looking thunderous. Mothpaw caught it too, and snickered. Fernpaw glared at him nearly immediately.
"Don't try getting nice at me so you can please Brackenstar," she hissed between gritted teeth. "I know how you actually are. I know what a bully you can be." Mothpaw straightened, looking confused.
"Enough fussing," Sunfeather snapped. "Get on with it." As she padded past, a few words trickled from her mouth, "Catch more than two pieces of prey, Fernpaw, or you'll be done for." Fernpaw shuddered momentarily. What does she mean? she asked herself as she followed Mothpaw.
"Over there," the brown and ginger tom hissed at her. His eyes were fixed on a large finch. Catching his gaze, Fernpaw nodded, and slunk over to a bush that disguised her pelt. She began to creep forward. Mothpaw shot forward with a snarl. Fernpaw tried to follow, but her pelt snagged in the tricky branches.
"Mouse dung!" she hissed. She looked up. Mothpaw padded up to her.
"You stupid apprentice!" he snarled. "Why weren't you helping me catch the finch? I lost it because you were playing around in the bush!" Fernpaw squared up to him, eyes flashing.
"Don't you dare start accusing me of anything, furball!" she snapped angrily. "You decided to put me under that bush, when you know how hard it is to get out with thick fur like mine! You're practically making me get stuck!" she snorted furiously.
"No!" Mothpaw protested. "Stop making stupid excuses!" His golden eyes flickered as Rockflame padded to them. "Tell her to stop making excuses!"
"No, Mothpaw," the black tom hissed. "You put her under the bush. You knew that she would get stuck. That's not how Clanmates treat Clanmates." Mothpaw fell into a mutinous silence.
"But-" he meowed. Fernpaw cut in smugly.
"You stop making excuses." He shot her a look of unmasked hatred, smoldering and strong. Fernpaw winced slightly. As they padded back to camp, Fernpaw glimpsed her mother slipping away.
Where's she going? She wondered.
"Rockflame," she meowed casually. "Where does that trail lead to?"
"Twolegplace and the rogues," Rockflame replied. He looked puzzled. "Why are you asking?"
"Oh, I just wanted to know," Fernpaw replied, trying to sound as normal as possible, but inside, her heart was thumping rapidly.
Why did Sunfeather go into Twolegplace?
Dun dun dun! Oh, I just want to recommend a book: Sky's Heart by Nova Lioness. It's great!
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~Wish (And Amberflower)
