Here I am, with Chapter 13!
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Chapter 13:
"Swipe higher! Duck lower! No! Not like that!"
Jaypaw hissed as Redwing reprimanded her every move. Clumsily getting back to her four paws, Jaypaw faced her opponent again. In front of her sat a smug-looking Seedpaw, her fur not at all ruffled like the blue-grey she-cat in front of her.
Redwing had taken out all of the apprentices with her out for a last training session with their mentors. It was the day before the battle, and Jaypaw hadn't stopped training except to sleep during the past two days. Sorrelstar had announced that they would be attacking at dawn, at the exact same date Icystar had posed at the Gathering. RiverClan would be prepared, but so would ThunderClan!
Facing Seedpaw again, Jaypaw crouched and eyed her opponent as if she was an enemy warrior.
I'm going to shred that stupid face of yours, Seedpaw! she thought, angrily lashing her tail on the ground.
"Jaypaw! Stop moving your tail!" growled Redwing who was watching the apprentice from the lowest branch of a nearby tree. "You'll alert all of ThunderClan's members and prey with all that noise! I wouldn't be surprised if even the elders back in camp could hear you."
Shut up, I'm trying to concentrate, she thought, as Seedpaw smirked. Lucky her, Lionclaw's not even there. He went on a hunting and border patrol this morning, and he isn't back yet.
But Redwing only wants what's best for you, added a tiny voice in her head. You know very well that all of this is for you to improve. And she knows you can do it! Even though Seedpaw has had two more moons of training, you can beat her! Small mistakes don't matter if you concentrate.
Yeah, sure, thought Jaypaw, rolling her eyes.
"Okay," she replied to Redwing, recomposing herself.
"Good," meowed Redwing, narrowing her eyes so as to examine her every movement. "Now, you can start again, and this time, pay attention to what I tell you, and try to ameliorate your moves! You'll face much more experienced cats than Seedpaw tomorrow, and they won't sheath their claws!"
Hey! She didn't even beat me! thought Jaypaw. The last mock fight was only a draw...
But you didn't really concentrate, argued her conscious. There was a moment when Seedpaw could easily have clawed your belly, and you wouldn't have had a draw then.
Okay, okay, stop bothering me now! thought Jaypaw, annoyed at all the reprimands she was getting from both her mentor and her conscious which never seemed to leave her alone.
Sharing a glance with Breezepaw, who was preparing to fight Larchpaw, Jaypaw felt gratitude as her sister sent her an encouraging dip of the head.
"You can do it!" whispered the black she-cat in her sister's ear, so as only to be heard by Jaypaw. "Take that smug look off her stupid face!"
Jaypaw laughed and winked at her sister, focusing back on her 'target'. It was so good to have a friend like Breezepaw, now that they were friends again. They could talk about anything, and understood each other perfectly!
Seedpaw's just an apprentice, she thought, examining the different options she had. I can beat her, and I've had much more experienced training than her!
"So, are we going to wait all day or are you going to start?" meowed Seedpaw, giving the blue-grey she-cat an exasperated look.
Jaypaw smirked, and didn't let the time for Seedpaw to think before she tackled her over and sent her a blow to the side.
"As you wish," she replied haughtily as Seedpaw scrambled up to her paws, bewildered at Jaypaw's rapidity and strength.
Facing each other again, both apprentices circled each other for a while, one or the other preparing to strike again. This time, it was Seedpaw who attacked first. But what the mottled brown apprentice hadn't calculated was that Jaypaw had seen her coming, and had jumped away before even being touched. The blue-grey she-cat was now behind Seedpaw, and leaped on her, tackling her to the ground for the second time.
Hissing, Seedpaw swiped Jaypaw's head with her paws, trying to aim her eyes so as to blind her for a second. But Jaypaw held the other apprentice firmly, and pressed her paws on the ground, stopping any movement directed from the other apprentice's paws.
Preparing to yowl in victory, Jaypaw opened her mouth, but instead of words coming out, sand came in. Choking, the grey apprentice jumped off Seedpaw as she tried to spit the sand her opponent had sent into her mouth with the help of her tail.
"Ha!" meowed Seedpaw as she scrambled up to her paws, a glimmer of satisfaction on her face as she saw Jaypaw struggle with all the sand in her mouth.
Furious at her lack of perspicacity and concentration, Jaypaw stopped trying to clean the sand off her muzzle and growled as she faced Seedpaw again. Paws outstretched, she sprang and landed on Seedpaw's back, determined not to slip off the bigger apprentice's back.
She had learned this move not too long ago, at the practice session with Pinefur and Fogwhisper, before the latter had been made a warrior, and Jaypaw now mastered it completely.
Seedpaw tried to shake her off, but failed and collapsed as Jaypaw made herself very heavy. Jaypaw jumped in time off the brown apprentice, and swiftly pinned her down for the third time.
This time, Jaypaw made sure that Seedpaw's tail was also pinned, and the other apprentice was now completely immobilised.
"Well done, Jaypaw," meowed Redwind after a few moments of inactivity from both apprentices. "You can let Seedpaw up."
Jaypaw stepped off the older apprentice, and returned the glare she received from Seedpaw.
"I'll get you, one day," hissed the mottled brown she-cat, looking at Jaypaw hatefully.
"You can try," hissed Jaypaw back, stalking away from her. Seedpaw was so disagreeable and annoying! Well, she was the daughter of Pinefur...
Speaking of which, thought Jaypaw. I really need to investigate more on him. I saw her looking at that RiverClan cat at the Gathering, and I wouldn't be surprised if he told her everything that happens in ThunderClan!
"Enough," snapped Redwing, looking at both apprentices sternly. "Now, Seedpaw, you should have payed more attention when Jaypaw leaped at you, you should have been able to avoid her getting on your back. But it was a smart move of you to stick your tail in Jaypaw's mouth. I can't say I saw that move a lot."
Seedpaw nodded in thanks at the last part, but her fur was now ruffled and she looked like she had just been stuck in a bramble bush. Blushing in embarrassment, she started grooming her fur, ignoring the smug glance she received from Jaypaw.
Beside them, Breezepaw and Larchpaw had also finished their fight, and were being taught by Cloudberry and Brackenheart how to improve all of their moves.
"Well, we're finished for the day," meowed the bright ginger deputy, jumping from the branch she was sitting on. "Come on, let's get back to camp and get prepared for the battle."
Both apprentices nodded, and fell to pace behind Redwing as she motioned to Cloudberry, Brackenheart and their apprentices to follow them.
"Great job, Jaypaw!" murmured Breezepaw excitedly as she padded next to her sister. "I glimpsed moments of your fight with Seedpaw while I fought Larchpaw. You certainly beat her!"
"Yeah," smirked Jaypaw, murmuring back in her sister's ear. "It feels so good to see Seedpaw like that! I wish I could do it again..."
"You'll probably have the opportunity to do so," agreed Breezepaw. "It's not like they're going to be warriors that soon. They have about two moons of training left!"
"Yep," nodded Jaypaw as the small patrol neared camp.
The sisters fell silent for a few moments, before Breezepaw talked again.
"I wonder why Sunpaw didn't train with us today," she meowed suddenly. "Harefoot said he wanted to make him practice with older warriors, but he can't be much more advanced than us, can he? I mean, Seedpaw's obviously the best of her litter, and you beat her..."
Jaypaw shrugged. She had no idea about why Harefoot had chosen to make his apprentice train with older warriors, but she really didn't care anyways.
"No idea," she replied as she ducked her head to enter the ThunderClan camp.
The blue-grey she-cat was surprised to see that the clearing was already full, despite the fact that it wasn't sundown yet. Sorrelstar clearly hadn't called the meeting yet, but cats were probably becoming restless, and wanted their leader to make his announcement as soon as possible.
"You can go and eat," meowed Redwing, turning around to the four apprentices. "Cloudberry, Brackenheart and me are going to report to Sorrelstar, and then the meeting will take place. But be quick."
Jaypaw nodded to her mentor and snatched a piece of prey for her and Breezepaw to share. Both sisters gulped it down quickly and went to sit in the front of the crowd which was already starting to form. A few heartbeats later, Sorrelstar padded out of his den, followed by Redwing, Cloudberry and Brackenheart, and jumped on Highrock. The two warriors went to sit near Rosenettle and Sparkfire, while Redwing stood near the rock.
"Cats of ThunderClan!" yowled Sorrelstar as the last cats gathered beneath him. "Tomorrow, we will fight against RiverClan for the rocks that are ours! We cannot loose them, as our Clan is growing bigger in numbers, and all of our territory is needed to hunt on!"
Yowls of agreement and excitement followed the black, ginger and brown leader's statement.
"The cats who will fight tomorrow will be: Poppyblossom, Thornfang, Nightstorm, Cloudberry, Timberfur, Rosenettle, Harefoot, Pinefur, Lionclaw, Whiteslash, Blackmoon, Yellowflame, Fogwhisper, Sunpaw, Seedpaw, Jaypaw and Breezepaw!"
Yes! I'm going to fight! thought Jaypaw, adrenaline rushing inside her veins. Beside her, Breezepaw was also quivering with excitement.
"Ferntail will also come with us, but will stay away from the battle," continued Sorrelstar. "He will be there in case of an emergency."
The brown tabby medicine cat nodded respectfully at his leader as they made eye contact, and Sorrelstar resumed.
"All of those who won't participate in the battle will guard the camp," he meowed solemnly. "Shellheart, you will be in charge of protecting the queens along with Sparkfire, in case RiverClan prepares a second attack on our camp, or even if ShadowClan or WindClan take this opportunity to attack us while we are short in numbers."
Murmurs spread around the gathered cats at the possibility, but doubtful glances were exchanged between a few warriors. WindClan and ShadowClan were in good terms with ThunderClan at the moment, and it would be stupid to break that trust.
"Brackenheart, you will keep guard with Mallowfern, and Finchflight and Larchpaw will be in charge of the elders' den," meowed Sorrelstar. "That's it for today, and rest well: tomorrow will be a challenging day."
The ThunderClan cats started to disperse as their leader jumped off Highrock, and most of them went to their respective dens.
The atmosphere was tense, and every cat knew that the battle would maybe cost their lives, except two carefree apprentices who had no reason to fear death. They were too young to even understand, and couldn't help but be excited at the thought of battling enemy warriors for the first time.
...
"Jaypaw, wake up! It's time for the battle!"
Jaypaw yawned as she felt paws prodding to her side. Breezepaw was looming over her, green eyes wide and excited. Getting to her paws, Jaypaw followed her out of the den, noticing its emptiness. The other apprentices must already be outside.
Indeed, the three older littermates were chatting by the entrance of the apprentices' den, and Jaypaw heard Larchpaw complaining about not going to the battle.
"That's not fair!" he meowed to Seedpaw and Sunpaw. "Why do you all get to go and I don't? I'm even older than Jaypaw and Breezepaw!"
"I know, Larchpaw," meowed Sunpaw, though Jaypaw discerned a touch of annoyance in his voice. "It's not fair. But that's the way it is. You can't just go and ask Sorrelstar to change everything just for you! It has to be that way."
"And you'll get plenty of other opportunities to fight RiverClan," growled Seedpaw, claws unsheathing at the thought. "They won't leave us alone after this battle, whoever wins it."
You're right, thought Jaypaw as she stretched beside Breezepaw. The sun wasn't up yet, and the sky was still black, but Jaypaw could feel that it was already nearly dawn.
As more and more warriors emerged out of their dens, Jaypaw couldn't help but glance at Breezepaw in worry. The atmosphere was very tense, and everyone could feel it. RiverClan was way more prepared than them, and ThunderClan had a slight disadvantage. The only good thing was their numbers: they had more active warriors than RiverClan at the moment.
"It is time for the battle," meowed Sorrelstar, tearing Jaypaw out of her thoughts. "ThunderClan, follow me!"
This time, there was no noise as every participating cat padded after Sorrelstar and out of camp. Jaypaw and Breezepaw walked at the end of the line of cats, their pelts brushing side by side.
"Hey," whispered Breezepaw. "We fight together, okay?"
"Okay," nodded Jaypaw, shoulders relaxing at the prospect of being there for her sister. "That seems like a good plan. We'll beat them all!"
"Definitely," purred Breezepaw, eyes glinting at the thought. "They're not going to understand why they will be beaten! ThunderClan's gonna win."
"Yep," meowed Jaypaw, but she didn't really believe in that. RiverClan had more chances of winning, but ThunderClan had some too. And the battle would be bloody.
Suddenly, the cats in front of the blue-grey she-cat halted, and Sorrelstar's face appeared clearly in the moonlight.
"I want us to separate ourselves in two groups," he meowed silently, so as not to make much noise. "Timberfur, Harefoot, Whiteslash, Blackmoon and Sunpaw will wait before attacking. If we attack in smaller numbers, RiverClan will think that we are outnumbered, and will think of an easy victory. Everyone whom I have just named will wait in the shadows, and attack at my command. Am I clear?"
"Yes," whispered the five cats in question.
"Then we shall go," meowed the ThunderClan leader grimly, as he turned around and padded towards Sunningrocks.
As they neared the end of the undergrowth, Sorrelstar flicked his tail and the small patrol that was supposed to attack later dispersed in the trees, making it look like the ThunderClan attackers weren't that big in numbers.
Sorrelstar and Redwing were the first to pad out of the trees, just as the first rays of sunshine filtered through the branches. The sky was slowly turning purple and yellow, and would soon become entirely blue.
Jaypaw wished good luck to her sister before padding out of the undergrowth when her turn came. Sure enough, Icystar was there, along with more than a dozen of his warriors. Jaypaw noticed only two apprentices in their midst, or, more precisely, two smaller cats. Otterpaw wasn't one of them.
Counting them quickly, Jaypaw sighed in relief as she noticed that RiverClan had less warriors than them, but had more without the five cats hiding in the shadows.
But numbers don't count more than skill, she thought. I hope we trained enough to fight them...
"So, Sorrelstar," meowed Icystar icily as the ThunderClan cats approached them. "I see that you haven't agreed to my terms, or you wouldn't have brought all of those warriors here," he added, showing his teeth.
"No, we will not let you have Sunningrocks without a battle," meowed Sorrelstar calmly, pelt not even bristling.
"It is your wish," growled Icystar, though his eyes betrayed that he had already known that ThunderClan would attack. "RiverClan, attack!"
In a huge caterwaul, cats from both Clans broke the line and jumped on their enemies, without even waiting for another heartbeat. Feeling herself being taken in the midst of the battle, Jaypaw sprang at her closest enemy without thinking, and swiped at the cat's muzzle with all her force.
The cat, a dark ginger she-cat with hazel eyes that had been there at the Gathering recoiled in shock, as blood dripped in small droplets on the ground. Fury overtaking her pretty face, the warrior leaped on Jaypaw and tackled her over, scoring down her grey flank with all her force.
Yowling in agony, Jaypaw flailed her paws in the air and swiped randomly, hoping to touch the she-cat in one spot. But her paws were too short, and Jaypaw thought better than to continue swiping in the air. Jumping back to her paws, she leapt on her attacker again, and bit her front paw firmly while at the same time turning around so as not to receive blows from the ginger she-cat.
At the same time, Breezepaw was fighting against a pale grey and white tom just beside her, but was struggling to hold on to him as he tried to shake her off. His bigger weight made it easy for him to unbalance her, and that was just what happened. The black she-cat fell to the ground, and was pinned down before she had time to get up.
Breezepaw! thought Jaypaw, her mind racing. I need to help her! But I need to get rid of this she-cat first.
Thinking quickly, Jaypaw let go off her opponent's front paw and grabbed her tail, pulling hard. At once, the she-cat flipped around, and the both of them were now face to face again.
An ear-splitting yowl rang in Jaypaw's ears, and she turned around just in time to avoid her barreling opponent and see Breezepaw's belly being sliced open by the grey and white tom.
"BREEZEPAW!" she screamed as she saw blood pouring out of her sister's belly. "RUN!"
But Breezepaw was too weak to go, and her forces were starting to drain out of her.
Quick, quick, quick, thought Jaypaw, panicking at the thought of her sister dying. QUICK!
But what decided it was the smirk her opponent gave her. "You'll loose the battle, kit," she spat as Jaypaw leaped on her.
Fury and determination filling her up, Jaypaw raked her claws with all her force on the she-cat's face, then used her smaller size to go underneath the tall she-cat's belly. Raking her claws as she passed under her, the blue-grey she-cat felt satisfaction fill her up as she repaid to the RiverClan she-cat what had just been done to her sister.
Yowling in pain, the she-cat collapsed, and Jaypaw seized the chance to claw her ears and send her running back to her territory.
One less, she thought, adrenaline rushing through her. Flipping around, Jaypaw raced towards where her sister lay, and swiped at the grey and white tom just as he prepared to give the black she-cat the killing blow.
Sending him rolling off her sister, Jaypaw growled menacingly, protecting Breezepaw by stepping in front of her.
"How dare you hurt my sister!" she yowled as she barrelled into him. "And try to kill her!" she added as she hit him with her head on the chest.
The tom stumbled backwards for a few moments, but regained his balance quickly.
"She was weak," he spat as he faced the blue-grey she-cat, eyes blazing with anger. "And you are, too!"
Hissing, Jaypaw used the same tactic she had used on the ginger she-cat, and slid under the tom, raking her claws on his belly. But it didn't work out as well, because the tom had seen her coming, and had managed to grab her tail at the last moment, making it impossible for Jaypaw to score her claws with all the force she had.
Spitting, Jaypaw rose her paws into the air and kicked the tom away, sending him rolling away for the second time. But the tom was still unhurt and had only three or four scratches inflicted by Breezepaw beforehand.
"Come on, apprentice, see if you can beat me," he snickered as she padded menacingly towards him.
Thinking back to her fighting lessons, Jaypaw pretended to leap on him again, but veered to the side at the last moment, destabilising the tom who had started running towards the other side. This time, Jaypaw didn't wait a heartbeat and jumped on his back, clawing at his sides as much as she could. Finally deciding to leave him alone, she slid off him and raked her claws on his face, just as she had done to the she-cat, leaving a huge scar from his right ear to his muzzle.
The RiverClan tom yowled in agony, but Jaypaw saw that he didn't intend to go back to his territory just yet, because his amber eyes were still gleaming hungrily like before.
Preparing to attack again, Jaypaw crouched low, but was stopped as a yowl split the air.
"ThunderClan, attack!"
The other patrol! thought Jaypaw jubilantly. They're coming to help us!
The RiverClan tom in front of her seemed startled by this sudden change of situation, and was even more when Jaypaw swiped at his head, blinding him for a second. The tom, unable to see with all the blood on his eyes, swiped at Jaypaw, but the she-cat was quicker than him and clawed him more before he even had time to touch her.
Sending him away with a last kick, Jaypaw looked proudly as he stumbled and turned around to his territory, jumping into the stream and away from the battle as quickly as he could.
Looking around, Jaypaw noticed that RiverClan was being forced away, and that the ThunderClan warriors were bravely holding on. Her thoughts becoming blurry with the blows she had received, Jaypaw padded to her sister, knowing that ThunderClan would manage without her help. They had nearly won anyways, and with the five warriors that had just come to their help, RiverClan was now outnumbered and destabilised.
Indeed, only a few heartbeats later, Jaypaw heard the words she was hoping to hear.
"RiverClan, retreat!" yowled Icystar as his warriors backed away and turned around towards their territory, running. Redwing was facing the RiverClan leader, hissing, and her forehead was oozing with blood, but Icystar was in a much worse state.
His pale grey, nearly white pelt was splattered with blood, and Jaypaw couldn't even tell where his white patches were in all that red.
Spitting, the RiverClan leader lingered a while longer, eyeing the victorious ThunderClan cats with hatred, before flipping around and disappearing in his own territory.
Letting her shoulders sag in relief, Jaypaw turned towards her sister, and her heart quickened as she noticed the huge slash in the black she-cat's belly. The RiverClan tom really hadn't spared her.
"Someone, please help!" she wailed desperately as she noticed Breezepaw's breathing becoming more and more shallow.
At once, Ferntail ran out of the bushes where he had hidden during the whole fight, in case of an emergency, and stopped as he neared Breezepaw's body.
"I'm here, don't worry," he meowed as he quickly plastered cobwebs on Breezepaw's belly.
"Will she be all right?" meowed Jaypaw, turning around frantically. "She's survived already, she can't die now!"
"Let me work," whispered Ferntail, applying the cobwebs on the gash with a surprising rapidity. "Talking won't help her, but I'll think she'll live."
Murmuring her thanks, Jaypaw looked at her sister one last time before deciding that she was being taken care of by the brown tabby medicine cat well. She couldn't do anything more for Breezepaw, and her sister was probably unconscious anyway.
Jaypaw padded away from the busy medicine cat and her sister to find herself face to face with her father. Eyes widening in shock as he placed his tail on her shoulders, she padded beside him towards where most of ThunderClan had assembled as soon as the battle had been finished.
Feeling too tired to argue with Thornfang, Jaypaw followed him silently, feeling dread drop in her belly as she neared the circle of cats. Making her way through them, Jaypaw stopped abruptly as her brain took in the image that had just appeared in front of her.
Nightstorm's dark grey body lay unmoving in the middle of the circle of cats, and Jaypaw let out a gasp as she raced towards her mother. She wasn't breathing.
"NO!" yowled the blue-grey she-cat, tears starting to run down her face. Feeling all her strength finally drain out of her, she slumped down and buried her face in her mother's fluffy cold fur, her past anger towards her gone.
Why did that happen? she thought as she broke down in sobs. Why? Why did Nightstorm have to die, of all cats?
You wanted your parents to pay for how they treated you, didn't you? murmured her conscious.
No! Not that way! thought Jaypaw, angry at herself for the pain she realised she must have inflicted to her mother all these moons.
I didn't want her to die... I only wanted her to realise that she had hurt me, and Thornfang too. But now she's dead, and we'll never be able to settle things between us! I'll never even be able to say sorry...
Jaypaw suddenly felt a warm pelt settling down next to her, and she received the comforting licks without even moving the slightest bit.
"Jaypaw," whispered the cat who had curled down beside her. "Nightstorm loved you, and she never stopped loving you, even when you ignored her attempts to cheer you up. You can't change the past, but you can make the future. Make your mother proud, and show her that all her efforts haven't been in vain."
Jaypaw cried as she looked up in her father's dark blue eyes which looked so much like hers, and suddenly felt like a lost kit in a world too big for her.
"Thornfang," she murmured as she snuggled closer to him. The brown and white tabby tom hugged her tightly, his grief-stricken face clear in the sunlight.
The day was too beautiful for this. The blue sky and shining sun didn't match Jaypaw's grief and sorrow, nor did it calm down her broken heart.
"I know, Jaypaw, I know," whispered her father for only her to hear. "I haven't been a good father to you, and I regret it with all my heart. But now that Nightstorm's gone, you and Breezepaw are all that I have left. I love you and your sister so much, Jaypaw..."
Understanding filled up Jaypaw at those words. All this time, her lousy attitude and persuasion that she was in the right had made her oblivious to other cats' feelings. But now that she and Breezepaw were on good terms again, the blue grey she-cat was becoming more and more open-minded, and she now realised that even though her relationship with her parents had been weird and felt wrong, they had always loved her and loved her still.
But now Nightstorm's gone, and I'll never be able to really know her, to really feel like she was my mother, thought Jaypaw. Nightstorm, Thornfang, you'll always be my parents, and a piece of me has always loved you, even though I never really knew it until now.
"Come on, Jaypaw," meowed Thornfang as he lifted his daughter's head with his tail. "We need to go back to camp now. Your sister is alive, and we need to be there for her. We can do nothing more for Nightstorm. She is in StarClan now, and she will watch over you, always."
Gazing at her father's eyes with sorrow and love, Jaypaw nodded, and Thornfang lifted Nightstorm's body with the help of two other warriors.
Tail dragging and head low, Jaypaw followed the cats away from Sunningrocks and into the undergrowth, too much aware of the eerie silence that was surrounding her.
Why is it only now that I realise everything? she thought, angry at herself for all the mistakes she had made in her too small life.
But her question stayed unanswered as she padded away from the battle ground. The gash in her side was still bleeding, but Jaypaw had other things to worry about. Injuries could wait, her heart couldn't.
Nightstorm, if you can hear me, I'm sorry, she thought, looking at the clear blue sky. I love you.
I hope the ending was okay, I didn't really know when to end it, but I finally decided to end it there. I'm sorry if that was a sad chapter, but...yeah. That's just how it is.
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