Yay chapter ten! Please add kits!
Chapter 10
Timber heard the early chirping of birds, which made it obviously clear it was dawn. He slowly opened his eyes to see the kits playing, "Hey lets sing a song about a stupid cat!" A brown tom-kit with green eyes meowed. "The stupid cat's Willow!"
"Hey no fair Vine! Why's it always me!?" Willow pouted. Vine let out an annoyed sigh, then his gaze drifted to the sleeping Blaze, Winter and Flutter.
"What about that that stupid Flutter kitten?" Vine suggested, an ugly smirk on his face. Alder nodded speedily, a dark cream she-kit laughed out loud.
"Flutter kitten, Flutter kitten stupid as an eagle brain!" The kits chanted, casting ugly glares at Flutter. Timber let out an angry growl. How dare they? What has Flutter done to anger them? He thought. Raspberry seemed to wake up, the kits quickly got back to playing with themselves to show they were innocent.
Flutter seemed to writhe in hurt when she heard the verse 'Flutter kitten', Jasmine and Rowan were too sound asleep to hear their kit being teased by cold-heart kits. Timber bit back his retort, not to upset the queens. Timber let out a snort and let himself calm from tension.
Sparkpaw had just woken up and soon he was eager to hunt a thing or two. His mouth drooled at the chirping of birds wanting to be caught. A one-winged raven fluttered onto the ground, pecking at the grass greedily. In satisfaction Sparkpaw crouched, keeping line with the grass and careful not to brush past a blade of grass or a stick lying on the ground.
He leaped on top of the raven, giving it a bite on its neck to kill it, of course he was successful. He burried it in the ground and continued his hunt. Within an hour or two he caught two mice and a scrawny squirrel.
Sparkpaw turned his head to see a vole nibbling on a nut just when he was about to dig out his prey. A glint of satisfaction rose in his eyes as he crouched in the lush grass. He was at least five inches away from the vole, suddenly the smooth surface of the dirt turned into the hard bumpy surface of... Ice?
His paws were stuck on the ice, no matter how hard he tugged the ice wouldn't budge off, this gave the vole a chance to finish its nut before scrambling off. Sparkpaw watched in fear as the cracks spread farther towards him, the terrible scratch noise growing louder and louder.
And then he plunged into the same stream. He gasped for air and paddled as hard as he can, finally he lost energy. Was it the end for him? Drowning on a prey hunt? A light touch on his shoulder, Sparkpaw opened his eyes. A starry she-cat smiling at him, I'm not surprised, probably in Starclan...
"Young one, it is not your time to die..." The whisper of the she-cat faint in his ears, "I am Cranefeather, my time had come to die but not yours..."
Without a word, The she-cat batted at him harshly, then Sparkpaw suddenly felt the touch of soft grass tickling his back.
There is one you know,
Soon to be unfamiliar,
The bird will come,
Then seize what it came for,
Beware what lies in wait for the prey's kin.
A poem that sounded slightly like a prophecy was breathless on the breeze, It doesn't even rhyme! Sparkpaw wordlessly spat, all of a sudden he spat out water, the touch of fur made him know a cat was near by.
"He's awake!" The familiar cry of Rainpaw was clear.
"Of course he's awake," The grunt of Rowan hoarse and quiet. Sparkpaw spat up more water and gasped for air. Ignoring Rainpaw's offers for help he stood up. The three cats silently padded to the barn where Jasmine was licking her newborn kits.
Rowan proudly watched as the three kits squealed and blindly tumbled on top of each other, wanting Jasmine's milk. Eventually all of the three kits got their share of milk. Rainpaw dropped a couple of herbs on Jasmine's paws that Sparkpaw recognized as borage. The black she-cat suspiciously eyed the herb. "What is that?" Jasmine simply meowed the three words.
"Borage, it helps queens like you," Rainpaw meowed, Jasmine hesitated and lapped up the herbs, her face frowned at the bitter taste but seemed to disappear.
"Oh look they're opening their eyes!" Timber's excited meow rang through the hay den. Blaze blinked a couple of times, the sunlight in his pupils. His eyes were a forest green, a sign he inherited it from Jasmine. Flutter didn't blink, she snuggled into her mother's fur as if she wanted to sleep longer, Winter's eyes were a cold ice-blue, not coming from any of his parents.
Sparkpaw could only catch a glimpse of Flutter's eyes, which were a dearly amber. Flutter let out a sudden wail and tripped on a straw of hay, and she lay flat with her face on the ground. "Flutter kitten, Flutter kitten stupid as an eagle brain!" The other litter of kits whispered, casting dumb glares at poor Flutter.
"Stop!" Flutter wailed, burying into Jasmine's side. Poor thing, Was the only phrase Sparkpaw could think of.
Shadepaw shrunk past the sleeping cats, Briarkit had just finished playing with Eaglepaw and now was sleeping, warriors had done their duties and were snoring sound asleep.
He passed the guards, claiming he was out for a walk. Shadepaw reached the edge of the Streamclan border, he looked at the den that Petalpaw and he had slept in. His thoughts were broken out by a push. A familiar, sweet giggle boomed in his ears, Petalpaw! He happily stared at the she-cat, "How did you know where I was?" He stammered.
"I guess it was just luck!" Petalpaw giggled, Shadepaw let out a purr of amusement.
"Maybe we can spend time together again," He replied, licking Petalpaw's cheek. Petalpaw let out several more giggles.
"Come and get me if you want to talk!" Petalpaw teased him before running off, Shadepaw let out a soft growl and leaped on the she-cat, he let go to let Petalpaw stand up.
"You're beautiful like always!" Shadepaw complimented Petalpaw, making her cheeks go bright red, Shadepaw purred and batted at a rock, which she batted back. The two apprentices continued playing until they knew it was time to return.
Petalpaw gave him a sad look, "I must return to my clan as well as you, bye!" Shadepaw wordlessly watched as the she-cat gleefully hopped to her own territory. Letting out a sigh, Shadepaw padded back to his own territory. The entrance of the camp was wide and greeting as he entered.
"Where have you been so long?" Flightpaw's questioning voice rang in his head like icy claws.
"F-Flightpaw I tripped on a rabbit hole, don't worry I'I'm fine!" Shadepaw lied.
"My name is Flightfeather now," Flightpaw-Flightfeather meowed. Shadepaw silently congratulated the medicine apprentice and entered the camp, curling into a fluff ball. The starry stars shone at him.
It was the late night, Petalpaw was on the night patrol, despite her tiredness. Snowdrop wasn't going though, fortunate for her, he was snoring beside Mintberry, their tails were entwined in their sleep.
Petalpaw cast her gaze to Cloudydawn, Oakfrost and Willowleaf- the cats on the patrol. Cloudydawn silently pushed the cats on, the endless stretch of stars and the shadowed moon were the only light. The scent markers were faint and needed to be renewed. Oakfrost had already done that and soon all the borders were marked.
Yes the end of this chapter is boring but please R&R!