Withered Flowers

by Majestiiee

Blossomkit's life is not sunshine and rainbows. In fact, it is far from it. Her father has disowned her, leaving her with only her mother. And once she enters apprenticeship, she is cursed with Death's Sight. Every full moon, she has the chance of seeing one of her Clanmates die. She was given this curse for a reason...to prevent death or...to prevail it.

10. Chapter 10: Shut Up!

Chapter 10: Shut Up!

Hi friends! Hope y'all are having a good week/month/day/hour/second…etc. This chapter was written by the lovely Emma! :D YAY! – Maj and Fox

Blossompaw padded lightly through the golden moor grass, her mouth open, tasting the air. A clump of heather softly rustled a couple fox-lengths away.

A thrush.

The dark red apprentice took off running towards it. As she neared, pushing on her haunches, Blossompaw leapt into the air. Instead of landing on the bird, a heavy mass crashed into her, midair. She fell back as the thrush flew away, the breath knocked out of her.

"Blossompaw!"

A gray and white figure then stood over her.

"Blossompaw!" He cawed "I'm so, so sorry!"

"Stormpaw!" The ginger she-cat snapped "I almost had that!"

Blossompaw then rolled over and sobbed.

"I need all the proof than I can get that I'm meant to be a warrior!" She cried

Stormpaw sighed and laid next to her.

"I'm sorry Blossompaw," He whispered in her ear as he touched it with his nose "I really am."

The ginger cat just scowled. Why wouldn't he leave her alone?

She swung her head around and her skull collided with his muzzle. Stormpaw stumbled backwards.

"Leave me alone!" She screeched "Quit acting like everything's going to be okay!"

The silver spotted tom had his paw over his nose, a hurt look in his eyes.

"Flamedusk is dead!" Blossompaw cried "And the whole Clan wants me to chew up leaves and pull ticks until I die! Everything is not okay!"

"Blossompaw, I know it isn't," he said hoarsely "But I was hoping that I could comfort you in some way possible. And, we are going to be warriors before long... "

He stopped and just looked hopefully at her.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She hissed

Stormpaw winced slightly. He then turned and hung his head as he sighed.

"Blossompaw..." He whispered, seeming lost for words "I really like you... I just thought... Well... Maybe I could help you? It's really hard for me to see you like this..."

"It's really hard to feel like this too." She grumbled

Stormpaw scrunched up his face. His eyes were full of so many different emotions.

"What are you hiding?" He blurted out "Why are you being so secretive?"

Blossompaw's eyes widened.

"What?" She hissed

Stormpaw looked horrified, but he opened his mouth to speak. Before he could utter a mew, the noise of a coming patrol rang through the air. Blossompaw looked at Stormpaw and started off down the hill.

"I'm going to camp." She growled

She left the gray and white apprentice staring after her, the golden-pink heather swaying softly around him.