Chapter Nine: Rogue Again
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They had run a good distance away from the life they knew so well, and it was just becoming dawn. They were getting tired, but Skysong wanted to keep going.
Reedwhisker shook his head. "We have to sleep. That way, when we wake up, we'll be awake enough to travel."
"Fine, I guess that makes sense."
Thus, the two fell asleep. Skysong dreamt that same mysterious scene again. This time, they kept running away. Blurred figures popped into existence far ahead. Skysong tried to make them out, and it turned out they were cats.
She woke up, and it felt like she was falling. It scared her, but when she looked around at her surroundings and felt Reedwhisker beside her, she relaxed. Reedwhisker woke up as well, his head rising quickly and his eyes sleepy.
"Wha..." He yawned. "Oh, we must have slept the whole day and night! It's nearly dawn again!"
Skysong looked up. "WHAT!? Oh, Starclan, how!?"
Reedwhisker stared at the sky. "It must have been how tired we were."
Skysong asked, "So, what do we do now? I'm getting kind of hungry."
Reedwhisker nodded in agreement. "Me, too. Let's go hunt."
They set off deeper into the woods, sniffing once in a while for prey. Reedwhisker started a conversation.
"How do rogues live?"
"Shouldn't you know? Well, I suppose not, but I don't know. Well, we just go around either alone or with a few others, scavenging for bits of food and whatnot. Sometimes, lucky rogues and loners get a shelter or even go live with twolegs."
Reedwhisker hissed. "Twolegs! They sometimes steal Riverclan cats when we sun on rocks. Maybe they think we look like kittypets."
AN. The wiki said Riverclan cats do get taken away sometimes, so... I didn't make this up.
Skysong nodded. "Well, that's not a problem for us anymore. Wait..." Skysong said as she scented a mouse. "We aren't Thunderclan, but perhaps I can catch this mouse..."
Skysong crept up to the mouse. It couldn't see her; it was muching on something with its back turned.
Skysong pounced on it and bit its neck. It fell limp, and Skysong purred. "I'm getting better!"
Reedwhisker nuzzled her. "I'm glad. Let me catch something now, and we'll eat." Reedwhisker sniffed the air. He crouched down and crept into the bushes. A few heartbeats later, he came out with a vole in his jaws.
"Good catch. Let's stuff our mouths!" Skysong laughed with Reedwhisker and they ate the fresh-kill. "Well, it isn't fish, but it'll have to do, won't it?"
Reedwhisker nodded. "I suppose so. Alright, what do you think we should do after this?"
Skysong stared at the ground, eyes narrowed in concentration. She looked back up at her mate with wide eyes. "We should make a new clan."
Reedwhisker came back into the bushes. "Here are the brambles."
Skysong thanked him and placed the brambles down, making a wall. "This reminds me all too much of home, but we're far away now."
Reedwhisker said, "And there's no going back." Skysong nodded as she walked around to mark the camp.
"What do you think the new clan should be called?" Skysong asked.
"Maybe Nightclan could work. You know. In honor of my wish."
"Wish?"
"Oh, that's right... I've never told you. Before you came, I made a wish upon a star that I would find love. I did, now didn't I?"
He purred as he nuzzled her. Skysong asked, "Why haven't you ever told me before?"
"I've been forgetting. To be honest, I didn't know if I should have told you, but I was forgetting."
"Alright then. Nightclan sounds perfect!"
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