Welcome back to another chapter. I'm finally getting past this stupid writer's block. For those of you who sent me their characters and haven't seen them; don't worry yet. I haven't forgotten about you. I can't fit in everyone at this point in time. So make sure to watch for your characters in future chapters. Some will be in RiverClan with direct relations to Dawnpaw. Sorry this chapter is a tad short, I'm being kind of lazy.
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Dawnpaw bounded past the cool streams of water that traced little lines in the stony lakeshore. The ThunderClan border would be in sight soon; Dawnpaw could already taste the stench that ThunderClan cats carried on their fur. The grey she cat skidded to a halt on the grass side of the shore behind Alphapaw.
"Breezepaw's almost here," Applepaw meowed with calmness.
How do you know? Can you hear her or something?
Dawnpaw sniffed at the air. The only scents the hung in the breeze were from the lake. Did Alphapaw have a sensitive nose or special medicine cat powers that Dawnpaw wasn't aware of?
Then, as if she appeared out of thin air, Breezepaw padded towards the two cats. Her pelt rippled with strength and health in her step. Dawnpaw had always marveled in her friend's beauty. Sometimes she was a little jealous that she couldn't have a pelt or build like that.
ThunderClan must be doing very well this season, for leaf fall.
"There you two are," The black and silver tabby said with relief, "I thought you wouldn't be able to bring her here." Breezepaw sat down on a grass patch of ground. Dawnpaw and Applepaw followed suit.
"So what was so important that I needed to be here, Breezepaw?" Dawnpaw asked, staring into her friend's eyes for any sort of panic or telltale sign that an emergency was about to happen. But instead Dawnpaw found confusion and mystery swimming in Breezepaw's sapphire like eyes instead. The tabby she cat answered Dawnpaw.
"Ok, a quarter moon ago, I went out with my Clan's medicine cat to collect some herbs,"
Dawnpaw remembered the ThunderClan medicine cat. She'd met her at a gathering one moon. Her name was Birdsong and she had a pretty tortoiseshell coat with green eyes. Breezepaw continued to tell her tale.
"… and when we were walking, she kept saying something about the 'Flight of Dawn'."
Dawnpaw's heart almost stopped beating.
Flight of Dawn? Blackwing and Mapleleaf said that!
"So I was wondering if your medicine cats have been saying anything like that." Breezepaw finished.
Luckily for Dawnpaw, Applepaw answered first.
"I may have heard Mapleleaf say that once, but he hasn't gone crazy about it or anything. Maybe you're worrying too much, Breezepaw." Applepaw mewed, soothing her friend.
"I haven't heard much of it either. Neither Leafstep nor Blackwing have said anything about it." Dawnpaw said, hiding the lie between a smooth set of words in her voice.
Well, it's not a total lie. Leafstep has never said a thing about it yet.
"It's just- well- I worry. Especially if something big is going to happen and I don't want any cat dying." Breezepaw looked down at her paws almost guiltily. Dawnpaw couldn't blame her for worrying so much, no cat needed to die and the clan certainly didn't need a crisis in their midst with leaf bare coming in the next season. Dawnpaw placed her tail on Breezepaw's shoulder to comfort her. The tabby apprentice relaxed a bit.
"Thanks. I needed that. Maybe I am worrying too much after all," Breezepaw meowed with a smile, "Thanks to you both for spending your time with this."
Applepaw nodded. "I'll be sure to tell Emberpaw 'hi' for you."
Dawnpaw turned towards the direction of her territory. Applepaw trotted after her. Dawnpaw looked behind her to see Breezepaw stalking back into the undergrowth that filled ThunderClan's territory. The pair of cats trudged on back to their homes.
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It was almost sundown when Dawnpaw made it home. And just in time too, since Waterstar was preparing a ceremony. Shinekit and Hawkkit were both six moons old and were going to become apprentices.
Dawnpaw had rushed into the camp when Waterstar started the ceremony. She had missed Shinekit's naming into Shinepaw, but she was there for the rest of the ceremony. This caused a creeping feeling of guilt to worm its way into Dawnpaw's mind, but she quickly shook it away. She could make up for missing her friend's ceremony later. Right now, there were new nests to make. The silvery apprentice trotted off to Leafstep's den for some moss.
The sun waned across the sky into evening. Dawnpaw kicked into the waves, swimming towards the medicine cat's den. She climbed out of the river and hauled herself onto the tree that made its home in the center of camp. The grey apprentice slipped between the roots into the den like a slimy fish, only to come face to face with Blackwing.