here's ch 12 (kind of a continuation 'Jayfeather' so named the same). New to me at lest, it has been confirmed that Breezepaw's warrior name will be Breezepelt, so i have changed his name to Breezepelt. continue on now
Had he heard from them? No but that didn't mean anything; now that he was here he could try and share with them. Somewhere deep down he knew he might find nothing, he knew that he would find nothing; that he would find himself in a black sea with no cats around. It was as easy as noticing that Silverpelt no longer shown in the night sky.
That night he headed into the Cave of Pointed Stones. Greystripe told him the cavern had been ruined by the storm; part of the cave had fallen in, disturbing the puddles that once acted as a link between Skywatcher and the Tribe of Endless Hunting. Making his way to the most center pool, Jayfeather lapped up some water, cringing at the taste of mud and debris, before laying down to sleep.
No lights shown in the sky. No moon hung beside twinkling stars. No starry cats with wisdom in there eyes looked at Jayfeather. He sat there alone in the darkness that rivaled that of his blindness. His dreaming guiders did not appear and tell him some silly riddle that acted as a prophecy for good changes to come, even bad changes he would have welcomed for it would mean that StarClan lived on. But no, nothing came; no cats; no stars; no light; only darkness. Nothing more.
Jayfeather woke to blackness. This he welcomed, it was normal and natural. Still, fear and loneliness clung to his pelt like burrs; burrs that not only stuck fast but hurt bad.
Climbing to his paws he padded slowly out of the cave and into the tunnel to the main cavern. He could hear no voices in the main cavern, the cats either asleep or as silent as ever. When he emerged from the tunnel Greystripe padded up to him. Before the gray tom could speak Jayfeather shook his head. A shutter ran down the older tom's body but he said nothing on the subject.
"Could you see to Minnowpaw now?" Jayfeather nodded this time and followed his friend to the injured cat.
Minnowpaw had been found shortly after the cats had gathered in the cave. It appeared she had been washed up on the rocks when the sea level had risen up from the floods or a surged had landed her on the high places. Her coat was still drenched and the water that rolled away from her body was tinted red against the dark gray stone. When she was carried in she was unresponsive but after a while of lying in the nest, her body had started to convulse, she was gasping for breath, flailing her limbs, claws unsheathed. She was non responsive to anything the cats tried before her eyes opened and she gasped out her last words.
'Have…tell…Cloudtail. She's gone, kits not gone too.''
And her eyes closed, her breath evened out but still shallow and her body stilled, relaxed.
"She hasn't moved since then," Greystripe told Jayfeather. They were beside the nest now.
Mistyfoot had joined them. "You'll do everything you can Jayfeather. She is all I have left of my Clan. I can't lose her too." Her voice was upset, worried, fearful, scared and quiet.
"I'll do what I can." He said lying down in Minnowpaw's nest beside the she-cat apprentice, closing his eyes.
ok another wait but its out now so be happy? and please review, any guesses on the next happening, cuz its not about Jayfeather or Minnowpaw. . .