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I think I just jinxed myself O.0
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VOTE ON EMBERPAW'S WARRIOR NAME POLL! Please…?
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If you would to be in the story, give me a name, (you could end up a Darksoul, though, so if u doesn't like being evil…) and a personality!
COMMENTS=MOTIVATION=CHAPTERS
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Emberpaw and Beetlepaw were helping Stormwater set up herbs for the injuries that were sure to occur, both slightly disappointed that they wouldn't be fighting.
"You both are too young," Robinflight had explained, but that didn't mean anything to them, as they were being trained by the Darkforest, for Starclan's sake! But, even though they were too young, Troutpaw was going? It felt like they were just using age as an excuse. Although, other things had been on Emberpaw's mind.
Nightpaw's request was echoing in her head, and she began to doubt her mind's earlier judgment. Was it really that bad, to meet him? It's not like she was going to give sensitive information about Riverclan, or she would do anything with him, he would probably not even show up!
Emberpaw's head began processing the ways she could disappear from her clan without notice. Beetlepaw, who was next to her cleaning out the medicine cat's nest, had since grown closer to Emberpaw and would cover for her, if needed.
"Hey, Beetlepaw," she hissed, trying not to disturb Stormwater, who absorbed in his work. The brown apprentice's head whipped around, and she nudged with her muzzle for Emberpaw to help with the dirty bedding. Grabbing a mouthful of stale moss, they padded out of the den and to the dirtplace, where they tossed the soiled material.
"What do you need," Beetlepaw asked happily. She had been in a good mood ever since Fall had complemented her on her battle moves.
"I am going out tonight, and I need you to cover for me. Could you do that for me?" Emberpaw asked, keeping her eyes on the darkening sky to hide her nervousness.
"Are you leaving the territory?" Beetlepaw questioned, excited.
"Yes, but it's not anything important," Emberpaw said, forcing her eyes to stay on the clouds, and not looking guiltily on the ground.
"Oh… does it have to do with the Darkforest?" she inquired, her head cocked to one side, confused.
"No…" she shifted her paws, uncomfortable with her friend's interview.
Beetlepaw squinted at her, the confusion melting into excitement and understanding.
"It has to do with a tom, doesn't it!" wincing as Beetlepaw started squealing, her tail flicking Emberpaw's ears, asking questions about the 'cute tom' and what clan he was from.
"Look, it's not like that! He told me to meet him; I haven't seen him since he was a kit!"
Beetlepaw only heard one piece of information from her annoyed exclamation.
"I knew it! He's a Thunderclan tom, huh? What's he look like?" she pushed, eager for information.
Emberpaw just gave in. "His name is Nightpaw. His fur is black, and he has these light blue eyes, and…" she drifted off, Beetlepaw hanging onto her every word. "And…?" she prompted, kneading the dirt in enthusiasm.
Emberpaw cuffed her not-so-gently on the ears. "And nothing. I'm just going so I can… ask him what he wants."
"Who are you trying to convince, me or you?" Beetlepaw shot, purring loudly as her tail began to fluff in embarrassment.
"Look, will you cover for me, or not?"
"Emberpaw, come here!" Troutpaw called, chin deep in the river's smooth waters. Greenleaf was in full swing, and the sun was blistering, even as it was about to sink below the tree line. Swimming over, she was suddenly pulled under.
Struggling, she twisted and was about to unsheathe her claws, when Troutpaw's training kicked in. she let herself go limp, and felt her hind leg be released from whatever had grabbed it. Opening her eyes to find a ray of sunlight in the murky water, she pushed her hind legs against the mushy ground, gasping when her head broke the surface and took in the air. Troutpaw surfaced next to her, laughing. What…?
"You don't know how relieved I am that you didn't take out your claws, I was trying to see if you remembered anything I taught you!" trying not to purr, Emberpaw swam to the edge and heaved herself halfway out, so her hind legs were still in the water. Copying her, Troutpaw pulled up next to her, letting their fur rub against each other as they panted slightly, tired from his antics.
She tensed slightly when something brushed against her tail, which was swirling lazily in the water.
"Very funny, Troutpaw."
"What?" he said, looking confused.
Terror rushed through her body, and she dragged herself from the water, pulling Troutpaw by the scruff as a huge, dark green mouth full of jagged teeth burst out of the water, right where they had been not a heartbeat ago. Not stopping to look back, they pelted back to the camp, where everyone stared at them. Still dripping water, Emberpaw bet they were both a sight to see.
"Something out in the river jumped out and almost tore our pelts off!" Troutpaw explained, panting and looking frightened.
Warriors instantly surrounded them, all asking questions about the beast that had attacked them.
After explaining what happened, a patrol of warriors were sent out, and the two apprentices were given each a piece of prey and the order to go relax.
The sun had since set, the patrol was about to go, and Beetlepaw had helped to create the perfect -if not simple- plan to disappear. Padding confidently to the medicine den, Emberpaw smoothed the rest of her fur from Troutpaw's tongue, again ignoring the warm feeling as she remembered his worried questions; if she was feeling okay, if she was hurt, if she needed anything. And the grooming that he insisted on giving her, he would've made Lilyflower proud.
Making it past the entrance, she soon found Stormwater and started the plan.
"Stormwater, is there anything you're low on? I could go out and grab some moss, or poppy seeds, of you would like." She tried to make her voice as sweet as possible, blinking innocently as he looked at her, surprised.
"Really? Usually I have to force an apprentice to do that! That would be great, I am low on moss, could you please go grab some?"
"Okay! I'll go to the edge of the territory and the places that we never go!" she said, bounding happily out of the clearing and out of the entrance, taking a sharp turn, seeing her huge pile of moss that she and Beetlepaw had collected, making sure the patrol hadn't seen it, as they left moments ago.
After being content at the moss's hiding spot, she bounded down the path that would take her to Fourtrees.
Hey, sorry for the short chapter, I'm currently suffering from V.W.B. :/
(Vacation writer's block)
Comments, requests, names, you know the drill :)
'till next timmmmeeeee,
ME *who else…?*
PS: Emberpaw and Stripepaw's interview coming soon; any questions you wanna ask them?
AND
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