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Ravenflight: The Unloved

Being denied something is one of the worst things that can happen to some one. When they aren't allowed to have the one thing they need, they look for other ways to fill that empty spot in their heart.

When a young ShadowClan warrior decided to take fate in her hands, she gives her torturers a surprise that isn't so pleasant.

Ravenflight woke up on a fine morning and walked out of her den and into the ShadowClan camp. No one moved to greet her a good morning, they scurried away instead.

Instead of joining the rest of the cats at the fresh-kill pile for a morning meal, she walked out into the marshes alone. This was what she was forced to do every morning for as long as she could remember.

The still, stagnant water clung to her paws as she navigated down a narrow path that was worn from her paw steps day after day. She had found it as an apprentice, and it was the one place where she felt safe.

The smell of the Carrionplace hit her noise, but she didn't recoil as every other cat would have. Instead, she embraced the smell of her domain.

The rats there knew her and scurried away as her paws shook the ground. She had killed more of them than any of them could remember. She wasn't a cat to mess with.

Ravenflight walked over to the newest pile of crow-food. Flies had yet to gather around, and the scent of rottenness was far off. It was safe to eat, for the moment at least.

She had to spit out some maggots, but the snack she had found was better than what she had yesterday. It still had a bit of freshness to it.

When here stomach had stopped its rumbling and growling, Ravenflight made her way back to the ShadowClan camp.

Everyday she would ask herself why she was returning. No one cared for her there; maybe running away would be the better option. It always came down to the fact that ShadowClan was the only home she had ever known.

There really was no where she could run to. None of the other Clans would take her in, and she would kill herself before becoming a kittypet.

So she did go back to the camp. Nightkill and Fallingstar were eating together. Both the deputy and leader look up when she entered the camp. Neither said anything to her; they didn't even nod her a greeting.

The queens ushered their kits back into the nursery when Ravenflight walked by. The brave kits peaked their eyes out through the moss to get a glimpse of the reject.

Today more than most, Ravenflight could feel their eyes burning a hole in her pelt. Why were they giving her those looks? She had never done anything bad to anyone.

It was when Sparkfire, the only cat that ever talked to her, walked up to where she had settled herself. "Hey Ravenflight." he said quietly not drawing attention to himself. "Are you sure you don't want me to take you off ShadowClan territory, so you can be away from this pain."

Ravenflight shook her head at his offer, "I can't leave them Sparkfire. This is the only home I have ever known even if it isn't a very good one."

"I just wish I could help you in some way." said Sparkfire. "I'll bring you fresh prey before you leave to go to the Carrionplace. You can eat it there so no cat will know."

Ravenflight had to smile. The only time she had ever eaten fresh prey was when she was left to hunt alone. She could still recall its taste on a nice, warm day when the sun was shining down on her.

Ravenflight's pleasant memory was interrupted when Nightkill walked over to the talking cats. "You aren't supposed to be talking to it." he reminded Sparkfire.

Sparkfire looked from Nightkill to Ravenflight than to the ground. "I'm sorry," he apologized to the deputy. "It won't happed again."

Ravenflight's heart broke as he walked away, but then he turned around and mouthed to the reject warrior, 'it is still on.' She tried not to smile at the news, but she just couldn't hide it.

"You," snapped Nightkill. "What are you smiling at? Nothing right." When Ravenflight meekly nodded, he looked pleased with himself. "Good, than you can go look for herbs for Jayfire."

Ravenflight scampered away super excited. She was going to get fresh-kill to eat, so she would no longer have to swallow down the disgusting crow-food that she had grown accustomed to.

When she got to the medicine den, Jayfire was tending to Crowcackle. "What herb to use, what herb to use?" he was mumbling to himself as the warrior in the sick nest seemed to go in and out of consciousness.

"What is wrong with Crowcackle." Ravenflight called out to the medicine cat.

Jayfire obviously didn't realize who had asked him because he answered the question. "He ate some crow-food that his apprentice brought back, and now he is really sick. I told him eating crow-food could kill him."

This was news to Ravenflight. Had her Clan really been trying to kill her all along by making her eat only crow-food. They really didn't want her with them.

That is when Jayfire noticed it was the reject standing inside his den. "O hello," he said coldly. "Are you hear to collect herbs? Of course you are." he smiled answering his own question. "What are you waiting for...go!" he shouted to the poor warrior.

Ravenflight scrambled out of the medicine den as quickly as she could. She didn't want to find herbs for stupid Crowcackle, but she knew if she didn't she would get beaten. Her dark pelt wouldn't hide many more scars.

She was out in the marshland alone again. If she couldn't leave, but the cats were trying to kill her, what should she do? What could she do?

The scent of marigold pulled her out of her planning. She knew she couldn't go in a fight the whole Clan. She didn't have adequate training and there was way too many of them.

She would have to do something against the warrior code. 'Why should I follow it?' thought Ravenflight. 'StarClan never protected me against my Clan mates.' Bitterness rose inside her heart.

Ravenflight sliced her claw across the marigold stem victoriously. She knew exactly what she needed to do and it involved Sparkfire.

The rest of the day seemed to fly by. Not even the normal taunts could make her cry and run for the Carrionplace. She felt indestructible. When night fell, she returned quietly to her small den in the darkest corner of the camp.

No cat noticed her leave in the morning expect Sparkfire. "Ravenflight, Ravenflight, Ravenflight." he whispered trying to get the she-cats attention. "I have some food for you."

Ravenflight turned around to see her friend holding a juicy frog in his jaws. Her mouth started to water with her realizing it. It smelled a million times better than anything she could hope to find in the Carrionplace.

She skipped up to Sparkfire and rubbed against him. "Thank you so much." she purred. Ravenflight switched her tail against Sparkfire's side and eased the frog out of his jaw.

Sparkfire just stared at the she-cat as she disappeared from his view. Her small black body seemed to draw his eyes towards her.

Ravenflight didn't notice Sparkfire's eyes on her as she quickly made her way. Her plan wouldn't work if she ate her prey. She spit it out as soon as possible. It was hard to think straight with such good food so close to her mouth.

The normal smell of the Carrionplace greeted her as usual, but it seemed more sinister, more foreboding toady than it had ever before. Even the rats looked more hostile than usual.

She pushed all those negative signs to the side and drop the frog near a rotting pile of crow-food. Ravenflight would usually stay as far away from that food as possible, but today was not a normal day. No, it definitely wasn't.

Ravenflight dug a claw into the frog stomach pulled out some of a delicious meat on the inside. She scrunched her nose and dug her paw into the rotting crow-food. Flies fluttered away as she intruded upon their meal.

Looking away and holding her nose, she replaced the delicious meat with the rotting crow-food. When she pinched the skin together, she couldn't even tell what she had done.

Satisfied with her work, she quickly scurried back to camp. No one paid her any attention when she dropped the frog in the fresh-kill pile. Fallingstar glanced over to her to make sure she wasn't eating any than went to get his own prey.

Ravenflight held her breath as Fallingstar picked up a frog, the frog she had just put there. She quickly turned away and when back into her corner. What had she done?

It was Sparkfire who once again brought her around. "Hey Ravenflight." he said pretending to wash his fur. "Did you like frog I caught you?"

Ravenflight put on a big fake smile. "It was the most delicious thing I have tasted. Even better than mother's milk." she said as happily as she can. "Thank you." she added as a finishing touch.

Sparkfire beamed at her thanks. The only think blocking his joy was that as a kit, Ravenflight never tasted her mothers milk. Why would she be comparing the frog to milk.

The she-cat cat broke his thoughts. "A frog for your thoughts." she asked.

"I just thought you looked worried for a second. That is all." said Sparkfire. He quickly walked away from Ravenflight and left her alone again.

All Ravenflight had to do now was wait. Maybe the crow-food wouldn't affect Fallingstar, and she would having nothing to worry about. Some voice in the back of her mind told her nothing in her life would ever be easy.

That voice was right when the next day she was awoken to a frantic Jayfire. He was shouting at cats to go find some herbs. "Phantomflower, Amberheart, and Adderpaw." he called. "I want you all to search by the burnt sycamore."

They rushed off to obey. It never occurred to them that it was the deputy that was supposed to give orders for patrols. A medicine cat was high enough ranked for them.

"What is going on?" asked Ravenflight when she managed to push her way through the mass of cats over to Sparkfire.

Sparkfire made sure no one was paying attention to them before he answered. "Fallingstar, Bluefrost, and Crowcackle are all sick with some unknown disease. Jayfire doesn't know how to treat it."

Ravenflight swallowed a gulp of bile. She had caused all these cats to get sick. Now they were going to die because of her. Why did she ever consider doing this?

Just then, Amberkit and Shimmerkit walked into her. They both smiled at her and ran to play with Ravenflight's tail which was swinging back and forth. Their mother saw what they were doing and ran to grab them.

"Don't ever go near that she-cat again." whispered their mother when she thought she was far enough away not to be heard. But Ravenflight did hear, and she remember why she had poisoned the Clan in the first place.

Deaths were common in the next moons following Ravenflight's action. No cat was safe from its effects except for Ravenflight. She lived on through and became more respected as a result.

Eventually the disease would disappear and become a distant memory to all but those who lost loved ones. Jayfire would ponder the rest of his life what had happened that fateful moon. His apprentice would take up his quest to find the cure.

Queens don't teach their kits that bad behavior rewards them, but it did in Ravenflight's case. She was treated as an equal throughout the epidemic and would be a true member of the Clan afterwards. Her story had a happy ending with Sparkfire and their two kits, Lilackit and Skykit.

** Please remeber to review. If you are submitting a cat, please refrain from using shadow or black in their name. I have already had to change a few. I have serval cats lined up; Waterstream: The Silent Witness, Dovesong: The Exiled Savior, Lionstorm: The Mastermind, Sunnysong: The Vain, Blackstorm: The Uninvited,Winterflash: The Heartbroken, Smallfang: The Runner, Coldstar: The United, Nightclimb: The Instigator, Indigoswirl: The Forgotten Prophecy, Banestar: The Tryant, Torntail: The Collector,Tigerstrike: The Brother, Fawnstorm: The Vengful, Minnowsing: The Wisher, Nightrose: The Exterminator, Foxshade: The Translator, Iris: The Useless, Rosethorn: The Mate, Iceflash: The Poisoner, Fallensun: The Manipulator, and Stormstreak: The Whisperer. Wow, this story is going to be really long.**