Chapter Eleven
Wazzup people? I'm back with another chappie for everyone! This one's kinda long, sorry.
Rainpaw was sitting on the ground, the sunlight dappling the forest floor. She was in a grassy clearing, a soft breeze tickling her fur, and stirring the leaves into tiny whirlwinds.
"Rainpaw!"
Rainpaw turned at the sound of voices, turning to see Mudstripe, Owlpaw, Sandpaw, Stormstar, Sweetflower, Leafdrop, and Lilypaw bounding toward her. Rainpaw purred. What better way to spend a lovely day like this than to have cats she cared about with her?
However, as they approached, Rainpaw noted concern and worry on her friends' faces. What was wrong?
"You haven't forgotten, have you?" asked Mudstripe. Rainpaw frowned. Forgotten?
"The blood," Leafdrop urged. "You have to save us all from the blood!"
The blood!
Just as realization dawned on Rainpaw, the sky darkened, and the wind began to blow. A familiar, acrid, reek entered Rainpaw's scent glands, and she gagged and staggered.
Blood rushed over the edges of the grassy hollow, appearing out of nowhere like a flash of lightning. Rainpaw saw the scarlet wave sweep her clanmates off their feet, and they were washed away with gut-wrenching wails.
Rainpaw gave a horrified yowl, and squeezed her eyes shut, digging her claws into the hard dirt, waiting to be carried off by the red tides. Instead, the moment the blood reached her, it parted, swishing around her on both sides. Rainpaw was stranded on a small island in a lake of death.
All of a sudden, a flash of white caught Rainpaw's eye. She squinted through the turmoil of blood and debris to see Lilypaw standing on a patch of dirt just like Rainpaw's. Lilypaw's fur was rippling in the wind, her golden eyes trained on Rainpaw.
Rainpaw gasped out.
"Lilypaw! Help me!"
But her littermate simply gave her a blank stare, and opened her mouth.
Beware blood, Rainpaw. Beware blood.
The voice came out as the voice of the undead mouse. With that, Lilypaw sprang at Rainpaw, claws outstretched, her teeth bared in a snarl. Horror coursed through Rainpaw.
"No!"
"Rainpaw! Rainpaw, wake up, you stupid dormouse!"
Rainpaw's eyes flew open. She was in her new nest in the apprentices' den, and standing above her were Sootpaw, Icepaw, Owlpaw, and lastly, Lilypaw, who had been prodding Rainpaw's shoulder.
Rainpaw shrieked at the sight of her sister, and scrambled to her paws, racing to the other side of the den, nearly tripping over a snoring Duskpaw, who was still sleeping. She lowered herself into a defensive crouch, eying the other apprentices warily.
Lilypaw's eyes narrowed. "Rainpaw, what's gotten into you? Have you gone mad?"
Rainpaw trembled. "You tried to kill me!" She spat at Lilypaw.
Lilypaw squinted in confusion. "Huh?"
"It's okay," Owlpaw soothed, moving slowly toward Rainpaw. "You were just having a nightmare. Lilypaw would never do that; you were crying out in your sleep so she woke you up."
"You're right," Rainpaw muttered, embarrassment warming her ears. "Just a bad dream. I'm sorry, Lilypaw, I don't know what came over me." She walked over and licked Lilypaw's ear. Lilypaw gave a disgruntled snort.
"You should be. Honestly, Rainpaw, I'm your sister, why would I hurt you?"
Rainpaw shrugged as Sootpaw suddenly spoke up.
"So, do you start yowling out 'Blood! Blood!' very often, Rainpaw?"
"Sootpaw!" Icepaw scolded, cuffing her brother over the ear. "She's frightened, and I would be too if you suddenly decided to attack me in a dream!"
"I wouldn't do that unless you pulled another one of your silly pranks on me!" Sootpaw grumbled, but gave his sister a warmhearted nudge. "Now if you all don't mind, I shall now take after our good friend, Duskpaw the dormouse, and return to my beauty sleep."
"Yeah, Sootpaw, because the only time you're pretty is in your dreams!" Owlpaw teased, earning mrrows of laughter from everyone except Sootpaw who gave a disdainful sniff, and plopped himself down in his nest, and promptly began to snore. Icepaw rolled her eyes.
"Don't mind Sootpaw, he likes to joke around. He's glad he has more cats to prank after Badgerheart moved to the warriors den."
"Is that why you prank him back?" Owlpaw inquired. Icepaw purred.
"Now you get it!"
Suddenly feeling tired, and now assured that the dream wouldn't return, Rainpaw sank back down into her nest, ignoring Icepaw and Owlpaw's chattering. She curled herself into a ball, and closed her eyes. Suddenly, she felt Lilypaw's warm breath on her ear.
"I won't need to hurt you, because now that another omen has come, you're sure to die soon without any help from me." her littermate whispered darkly.
The fur on Rainpaw's spine prickled with unease, and she drifted of into sleep less assured than before.
Yay! Another stupid dream scene fron the dumb authoress! So, you guys know what to do, so, ya, bye!
