Okay, well the prophecy kinda started in the last chapter... they're beginning to fighure out the truth!
Vinepaw made sence. He knew it. He saw Reedpaw's eyes flashed with insight. Vinepaw knew he was right. Ha! Told you so!
Reedpaw blinked the shock from his eyes. "Should we tell Hawkstar?"
Vinepaw glared at his brother. "No! Are you kidding? Hawkstar won't even care! She'll just punish us for nothing!"
Reedpaw shrugged. "She might listen; besides we're her kin. She might-"
"No!" Vinepaw butted in, "I'm not saying anything to auntie Hawkstar! And nither are you. Brothers' honor?"
"Fine. But still...we have to tell someone."
Vinepaw gave his brother a snort. Stupid. "We're telling Sparrowpaw aren't we?"
Reedpaw closed his eyes. "Mouse brain," he murmerd. Vinepaw wasn't sure if he was talking to him or himself. Out of pride, he didn't ask.
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Sparrowpaw worked the ground with her claws anxiously. Vinepaw and Reedpaw had been gone for awhile and she was getting worried. "Mouse brains probably can't even find their own tail...no telling where they are now," she muttered as she padded through the forest to the RootTree.
A strange scent tickled her nose again... it was the same scent that hit her on the day Lilyeye died...it was so familiar...
"Blood!"
Sparrowpaw charged forward. Forgetting all about her brothers, she ran faster as the tree came into sight. A second scent began to entwine with the blood scent. Twolegplace... a cat...maybe a kittypet, or a rouge. She jumped over a fallen tree and only got a quick view of the tree.
"Rainpaw? Vinepaw?" She called to her brothers, but neither answered. As the blood scent grew stonger, Sparrowpaw had a wild thought. Images she rather would not have seen flashed into her mind. She feared for her brothers.
"Rainpaw! Vinepaw!" A note of hysteria entering her call, but she quickly calmed down when she realized that their scent held no tint of blood and that it was also getting stale. They were probably back at the camp. Sparrowpaw cut her next call short. That would mean her brothers were safe. And that would mean that some other cat was bleeding. Oh StarClan!
Sparrowpaw let out an unexpected yowl as she sliped on one of the roots and began to tumble down the hill it was on. She hit the ground with a thud. Her nose wrinkled unpleasently as the sharp tangy smell of blood hit her again. A voice in her head told her to keep her eyes closed. But Sparrowpaw didn't listen.
She lept to her paws with another yelp. Infront of her were two cats. Blood smeared around their auqwardly lying bodies. The tom was a tabby who was missing one ear, and the she-cat was a brown tabby with white spots over her pelt. Sparrowpaw stood wide eyed at the scene she backed away slowly. "Help..." she whisperd. Then she snapped out of her trance and bolted though the forest. "Help!" she called louder, "Help me! Please some cat hel-oof!"
She landed on her tail after crashing into something black and furry.
Blackfreeze licked her face anxiously. "Sparrowpaw? Are you okay? Sparrowpaw?"
Sparrowpaw forced herself not to say something sarcastic. "There are two cats by the RootTree- they're dead!"
"What?"
"What?" The deep agitated voice of Vipertail sank into Sparrowpaw's fur. Turning his back on his daughter, Vipertail snapped orders. "Jayfeather, Cederfur. Go find out what she's mewing about. Blackfrost...go with them. You," he cast Sparrowpaw a distastefull glare, "come with me. Hawkstar will want to know what you're doing out here with out your mentor's premission."
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Reedpaw kneeded the loose earth with his claws. He and Vinepaw were caught sneaking back into camp. I hope Sparrowpaw has better luck with this. Hawkstar was pacing infront of them. Her tail was bristling, but she seemed too worked up to do anything. Badgerclaw and Bluefoot were behind her; Badgerclaw was glaring at his apprentice-Vinepaw would be used to that- but what really hurt Reedpaw was Bluefoot's disapointed look that shown in her eyes. Reedpaw could picture their conversation.
"Reedpaw, how could be be so stupid? I thought you were smarter than that. You disobeyed the warrior code; 'No apprentices are allowed to leave the camp with out their mentor's-or some other cat's- premmision.' Why would you do that?"
Then Vinepaw's would be like:
"You foolish mouse brain! Of all the idiotic-unwarrior-like things to do! You broke the warrior code!"
"But I did it to defend our deputy! Lillyeye was mur-"
"Shut up! If you have any bit of a moth's brain in you, you would have known that was an irresponsible move. No more Gathering's for you. You're confined to the elders' den."
"Great," he sighed. Then his ears flicked forward. Vipertail was gragging back into camp, a young ginger and white she-cat who was looking defeated and misrible.
"Sparrowpaw!"