Hi fellow FanFiction readers! So far I haven't received any wolf names and I'm really hoping for some! So anyway here is the latest chapter of Unwilling Hero!
"Runningpaw?" Goldenfeather asked slowly.
"Yes Goldenkit, of course you may see Leafdance before Moonpool!" he meowed.
"Runningpaw, I want you to listen to me very carefully, my name is Goldenfeather and your acting crazy," Goldenfeather meowed.
"Yes I know my name is Runningkit, and I'm not crazy just crazy!" Runningpaw meowed. Goldenfeather moaned.
"Come on Goldenfeather," Swallowcloud meowed gently.
"Meet me tonight, I still want to train," meowed Goldenfeather under her breath. Runningpaw nodded absent-mindedly.
"Goldenfeather what's wrong?" Nutfur asked when they reached the warriors den.
"Runningpaw's gone crazy," Goldenfeather sighed flopping down on her nest.
"He was already crazy," meowed Nutfur confused.
"Not like he is now, he called my Goldenkit and Swallowcloud Windsong," Goldenfeather meowed.
"Okay, forgive me for asking, but why does it matter?" Nutfur asked.
"Why does it matter? Because he's your clanmate! Doesn't that count for anything?!" Goldenfeather asked.
"He was never really our clanmate," Nutfur whispered.
"What?" Goldenfeather asked staring into Nutfur's eyes, which were oddly cold.
"That burden isn't our clanmate any more! He never was! He was just crazy!" Nutfur yowled. The heads of warriors turned in surprise, say something please, Goldenfeather begged silently don't any of you care about Runningpaw? they just nodded sadly.
"He's my clanmate!" Goldenfeather hissed and layed her head down pretending to sleep. When she was sure everyone was asleep she crept out of the den, show me anything to tell me I can do something for Runningpaw she thought looking at the stars I'll endure this awful prophecy if you help Runningpaw, that seemed like what StarClan was waiting to hear they seemed to glow a little brighter and Runningpaw emerged from the medicine den.
"Runningpaw?" Goldenfeather asked hopefully.
"Yes kitty?" he asked looking around. Ugh! Goldenfeather thought with despair.
"Runningpaw! Snap out of it! I'll stop running from this stupid prophecy if you stop!" Goldenfeather hissed.
"Stop running from….the prophecy? She will stop running?" Runningpaw murmured.
"Yes!" Goldenfeather meowed hopefully. Runningpaw seemed to shake and then he blinked.
"Goldenfeather?" he asked, "will you really stop running?"
"Yes!" she heaved a huge sigh of relief, "now let's train!" Thank you, she thought looking up at the stars. "Okay so this move is called the head bash, you simply hit your paw hard on the head of your enemy," Goldenfeather meowed.
"Like this?" Runningpaw hit a unsheathed paw on ground.
"No, sheathed claws," Goldenfeather corrected.
"Like this?" Runningpaw sheathed his claws and pushed his paw into the ground.
"Exactly!" Goldenfeather praised, "Now try it on me but don't hit hard." Runningpaw proceeded to bash his paw into Goldenfeather's head. "Ow! What was that?" she asked.
"What a pretty butterfly….." Runningpaw meowed chasing after a small leaf about to hit the ground. Goldenfeather watched confused a wispy voice was carried by the breeze into Goldenfeather's ears we couldn't fix all of him…. It was StarClan, Runningpaw would be half mad his entire life, Goldenfeather supposed. For the rest of the night Goldenfeather put up with his swings, and was happy that he was sane by dawn.
"See you tonight," he breathed at first light.
"See you," Goldenfeather went back to her nest and Runningpaw went back to his. That morning Goldenfeather was in a surprisingly good mood for a cat who got no sleep.
"Weren't you all depressed last night?" Swallowcloud asked, when they were assigned dawn patrol.
"He could get better," she meowed simply. Leaving Swallowcloud very surprised. However when Goldenfeather saw Leafdance with Runningpaw.
"Hi," Goldenfeather meowed plainly.
"Hi Leafdance!" Runningpaw chirped. Runningpaw must be in one of his crazy moods. Leafdance tapped him gently with her tail and he turned. "Hi Goldenfeather!" he meowed to Leafdance. Leafdance sighed and walked away, leaving Goldenfeather with a bad feeling in her stomach. Goldenfeather knew she had to do something. She walked into the medicine den, it stank of yarrow and Doveflight was on the floor groaning.
"Stomach ache," Leafdance meowed to Goldenfeather when she saw her.
"Hi Leafdance," Goldenfeather meowed.
"Goldenfeather," Leafdance acknowledged. They seemed to in mutual peace, if Leafdance didn't blow up, Goldenfeather wouldn't and vice versa.
"I wanted to tell you that I will follow your prophecy," Goldenfeather meowed plainly. Leafdance's eyes lit up with surprise and delight.
"Really? Really?! Come on then we need to start deciphering!" Leafdance raced into the back of the den. But Goldenfeather didn't follow her. "Goldenfeather?" Leafdance asked her mood dying slowly as Goldenfeather stood there expectantly.
"On one condition," Goldenfeather meowed calmly, the air seemed to grow cold as Leafdance waited for the inevitable, "that Runningpaw remains in this clan and your apprentice." Leafdance's face fell.
"Goldenfeather, I can't, it's up to Wrenstar."
"Wrenstar respects your judgement."
"Goldenfeather you don't want a mad cat as your medicine cat."
"Leafdance, he isn't always like that."
"Even if he's like that half the time Goldenfeather, and you must accept this now, HE CANNOT BE A MEDICINE CAT!" Leafdance roared. Doveflight turned her pale eyes to the two cats. Leafdance calmed her tone. "Goldenfeather, you must also accept this, you have to be a part of this prophecy, not just for you or Runningpaw, but for everyone. You must stop thinking only about yourself and start thinking about what your promised your clan when you became a warrior. Goldenfeather, you have to do this. When you figure this out I will be here with all the support you could ever want. But now Goldenfeather you must leave and only come back in case of a medical woe," Leafdance hissed quietly.
"Fine!" Goldenfeather spat and stormed out of the den. Where to her surprise Foxfur was waiting.
"Walk with me," she beckoned and Goldenfeather followed her. They emerged at the bank of a small stream.
"Why are we here?" Goldenfeather asked.
"We need to talk, I heard what you said to Leafdance, and everything you have said to Leafdance. In fact, I wouldn't doubt all the cats in WindClan heard it too," Foxfur meowed calmly.
"I hate that piece of fox-dung!" Goldenfeather hissed.
"I noticed," Foxfur meowed.
"Then why are we here?" Goldenfeather asked, annoyed.
"Because I want to know why," Foxfur meowed calmly.
"She doesn't understand what it's like to be me," Goldenfeather meowed sadly.
"No one does, I bet no one even knows what your favorite piece of prey is, because you don't give anyone a chance."
"Some cats don't deserve that chance," Goldenfeather spat.
"How do you know?" Foxfur asked. Goldenfeather flicked her tail at her mother.
"Have you heard what she says about Runningpaw?" Goldenfeather asked.
"So finally Runningpaw comes into this," Foxfur meowed.
"It's not right what she does," Goldenfeather hissed.
"Do you have a better solution?" Foxfur asked.
"She shouldn't force him to leave," Goldenfeather retorted.
"I know but she might not have a choice, and why do you think you care so much?" Foxfur asked.
"Because Leafdance is hurting a cat, destroying his dream."
"Swampfoot hurt Swallowcloud and Nutfur, your closest friends. You didn't explode like that at him," Foxfur remarked.
"Swallowcloud and Nutfur aren't having their lives ripped away."
"Swallowcloud and Nutfur aren't mad."
"Runningpaw isn't mad!"
"Find he's only half mad!" Foxfur surrendered, "the point is you care a lot about him."
"I care about all my clanmates!" Goldenfeather growled, "what are you trying to say?"
"If it was Sageberry or Nightface would you care as much?" Foxfur asked.
"I-I don't know," Goldenfeather admitted, "what are you saying anyway!"
"Think about it," Foxfur meowed, "I think I hear Badgerclaw calling me for a patrol." As Foxfur left Goldenfeather stayed. She listened to the bubbling of the stream and thought about everything Foxfur had said until her head hurt with mixed up thoughts. Finally she decided to return to camp and join a patrol to escape from everything, to be a normal warrior.
"Badgerclaw, are there anymore patrols I can join?" Goldenfeather asked.
"Just sent out the last one," Badgerclaw meowed.
"Okay," Goldenfeather walked away. She was immediately hit in the back with a squirming lump of fur.
"Ha ha Nettlekit, I told you I could stalk a warrior!" a kits voice squealed.
"Get off Darkkit," she meowed pleasantly.
"I totally got you though!" Darkkit meowed.
"I could've done that!" Maplekit announced.
"Yeah but I'm doing it now!" Nettlekit jumped on Goldenfeather. Who fell on the ground in mock surprise.
"I brought down a warrior Emberfall!" Darkkit and Nettlekit meowed to Emberfall inside the nursery.
"I'm going to next time!" Maplekit meowed.
"I don't want anyone to be sent to Leafdance because of my kits!" Emberfall meowed sternly but affection filled her mew.
"We had our claws sheathed," Darkkit protested.
"I know," Emberfall licked Darkkit's ear and he shrank away.
"Ew!" he squeaked.
"Hey Goldenfeather can you play badger?" asked Nettlekit pleadingly.
"Yeah! Yeah!" meowed Darkkit and Maplekit.
"Oh fi-" Goldenfeather began but couldn't finish because all the kits jumped on her. Goldenfeather stood up and shook Maplekit off her paw. Maplekit squeaked in delight as she flew across the nursery and landed on her feet by Emberfall. But that was the only victory Goldenfeather had, soon all the kits had her pinned down. As she fake limped over to Emberfall, the queen mrrowedwith amusement.
"I never thought I'd have to help a badger," Emberfall joked.
"We win!" the kits chorused.
"Yes you did," Goldenfeather conceded. The kits squealed in delight and the nursery filled with cheers of "we beat the warrior!"
"Goldenfeather there's a hunting patrol," Badgerclaw informed her as she exited the nursery. She didn't get half-way through the patrol. When she head a scream. The patrol, which consisted of Sootpelt, Dewriver, Swampfoot, Tigertail and Goldenfeather rushed to the WindClan border where a warrior lie dead, Snowfoot, she had seen her at gatherings. Is this endless? Goldenfeather wondered in despair. But as she looked closer at the scene she saw etched in the bank, though barely readable made by a wolf's claws "I'm sorry."
Not a lot of answers in this chapter and lots more questions! What do you think will happen to Runningpaw? What do you think of Leafdance? Does she deserve the hate she gets from Goldenfeather? What do you think of the wolves? Do you think Goldenfeather will listen to Leafdance and/or Foxfur and accept the prophecy? Review what you think! - Birdfeather
