Elemental: OK people, I`m sorry for updating so slowly but I dislocated my arm joint while pitching in softball (our team won) and Helper, who has just gotten over the flu and strep-throat is sick…again… But this time with a minor case of Whoppers-cough, which sucks. ***
So this chapter may not be as good as some of the things Helper writes but please bear with me!
There was a rustling from inside the leaders den before Swiftrain`s voice shouted from inside, "Yes Calicospots, I`m in here you may come in." He answered. Calicospots gathered up her courage and walked through the large hole in the door that led to his den. "What is it?" Swiftrain asked when he saw the worried look on her face.
"I… I have to tell you something about Greypaw and Spottedpaw." She declared after an awkward pause.
Bristlepaw sat quietly in his secret room, his blood paw tucked under him gently. It had been about half a moon since he found the ancient chicken scratch in the room and he had gone down to the room everyday to try to piece together the puzzle pieces of the writing, but with little prevail. Some of the scratches were worn and their small crevices full of tiny dust particles that he could not get out, no matter how hard he tried to clean them.
Often disturbing his thoughts was Gypsy, who Bristlepaw often brought down for company, not that Gypsy could ever answer the questions he spoke. Looking harder he noticed something curious.
"Look at this Gypsy, these cats have messenger birds like you, but it looks like each clan has their own dog!" He exclaimed, pointing with his tail to the smaller and larger scratches, though the details in the drawings weren`t very vivid, he could still tell a dog when he saw one. The only reply he got from Gypsy was the fluttering of his wings flapping over hundred times per second. "Do you think that it`s possible that we could train a dog to help our clan?" He asked out-loud.
He wasn`t expecting an answer, and he didn`t get one, after all, Gypsy was only a bird.
Bristlepaw stood up and stretched his back, when he opened up his eyes he saw something that he didn`t notice before. It was a paw print embedded into the cement, it wasn`t very large, about the size of Bristlepaw`s paw. 'Maybe this is a clue of who drew these things on the wall.' He thought to himself.
Not meaning any harm he placed his red paw onto it. Somehow the air picked up in the enclosed room and a deafening howl bounced along the walls, Bristlepaw yelped and pulled his paw back, which at this point was burning with heat. The wind picked up faster and started to pick up the dust and sand, Gypsy flew to a corner and cowered there as Bristlepaw was engulfed in the dust.
Bristlepaw blinked to clear the dust grains out of his eyes, he looked around and gasped. He was inside of the great whorl wind, and pictures and memories were moving in it.
There was a young reddish furred cat from Bristlepaw`s dreams, Falconblood, he was sitting next to a older white tom with grey patches and green eyes, a younger Swiftrain. Bristlepaw stalked closer to it and the scene took the place of the dust, taking up the whole room and Bristlepaw could hear the voices of the two.
"I am worried about you Falconblood, you… you`ve been different lately." Swiftrain said. The larger tom stiffened a bit before shaking his head.
"Why would you worry Swiftleap, you have everything you ever wanted, Icefrost who will soon bare you kits, and your deputy." Falconblood snarled. He then began to stare out to the field before the two.
Swiftrain, or Swiftleap, looked at him harder, "You are my brother, I have every right to worry about you." He stated coldly. Bristlepaw blinked in surprise, he had never known that Swiftrain had a brother.
"When has family ever been kind to me?" Falconblood chuckled oddly. Swiftleap pulled his ears back but said nothing.
Bristlepaw had never been so confused before, and his confusion grew when another scene happened.
There was Swiftrain, sitting on the metal fence where the leaders sat to call meetings. Below him was Falconblood, surrounded by the rest of Barnclan, "Falconblood, do you agree to the charges placed upon you, for the murdering of Branchrain and mating with a rouge?" Swiftrain called to his brother with a glare full of hate. But inside that hate there was a little hint of hope, hope that his brother was innocent of all charges. There was a hint of brotherly love.
But Falconblood showed no remorse, "I have no regrets." He simply stated.
All the love sunk out of Swiftrain`s eyes and he snarled coldly, "What should stop me from killing you here on the spot?" Swiftrain hissed.
Falconblood shrugged, "Older brother, you wouldn`t hurt your only living family." He meowed calmly.
The anger sparked in Swiftrain`s eyes and he lifted his lips, showing his pure white fangs, "You are no longer my brother Falconblood, you are like a useless rouge, the next time I see you on Barnclan territory, I will personally rip out your throat." He hissed. The fur on Falconblood`s back raised and he began to stalk away from the barn.
He suddenly turned and looked Swiftrain in the eyes, "I swear, I swear on my life and my sons and daughters lives, you will die under the claws and teeth of one of my descendants." He snarled, his eyes glowed in spite before darting out of sight.
Swiftrain stared at where his brother ran out before turning to his clan, "Fishtail, Redheart, and Eaglepaw, go make sure that he leaves, and kill him if he tries anything." He demanded.
Bristlepaw jumped away from the picture, and the horrible scene dispersed. What had just happened?
