The ground was soft and moist. Watchfulpaw felt rainfall above him. Looked down at his paw. It was white. Around him were cats he didn't recognize.
"Reednose, have you seen Foxpaw?" A sandy colored tom turned to Watchfulpaw.
"How am I supposed to where your apprentice is?" Watchfulpaw meowed not knowing why, or really that he said anything.
Watchfulpaw slipped in the mud, and saw someone familiar, Icybreeze. She is a small white she-cat with cold blue eyes, and long fur.
I must be dreaming. Icybreeze has been dead since before I was born. Watchfulpaw thought.
"You can't even keep track of your own apprentice Reednose?!" The she-cat hissed.
"Sorry," Watchfulpaw whispered without realising. I'm Reednose, but who's that?
She walked away. The sandy tom meowed. "Foxpaw probably didn't go far. I think he went this way."
"Are you sure he went this way, Goldensheep?" Watchfulpaw asked. Is this really what it's like to have an apprentice? If so, I never want one. Wait, that's Goldensheep?! He looks so different.
Why am I so desperate? I can feel it. Something bad is going to happen. Why do I care? This is just a dream. He calmed himself. This isn't real. This is just a dream.
"Reednose!" Goldensheep hissed almost out of view.
"Oh…sorry," Watchfulpaw meowed. Why do I get these dreams? Why can't someone else get them instead? Why me?! Why me?!
I can just imagine Icybreeze hissing about who annoying I am! Why can't she just leave do nothing? Really would it be that hard? Why can't Starclan leave us be? Let us deal with our issues on our own. I mean do we really need the help of a bunch of dead cats?! He ran towards Goldensheep. He continued through the trees and shrubs. Until they reached a large rock, shaped almost like a fox.
In Front of them was not the apprentice they were looking for, instead they saw a black and white she-cat with yellow green eyes. "Cla...Blackspark wont allow anyone to wander into lake… Boneclan territory. We have Foxpaw, and demand that… Vineclan stays off our territory. And will not return Foxpaw."
"Then get off our territory!" Icybreeze hissed.
Soon the Boneclan cat was out of sight. The deputy hissed. "We're going back to camp now. Vinestar needs to know what happened. Though if it were up to me, we would be clawing Blackspark's throat by now."
So, they headed toward camp. Through many small bushes, and past many trees. The forest was quiet, with the occasional bird chirping, squirrel scampering. They stopped by a tall tree, and climbed up the vines. They climbed down to a branch on the other side of it. Blazenight stood there. "Anything interesting happening?"
"Where's Vinestar," Icybreeze hissed.
"In the medicine cat den," Blazenight meowed, her orange striped fur flowing in the wind, looking almost fire.
Icybreeze, Goldensheep, and Watchfulpaw began to climb their way down the tree. The tree bark lightly scratching their paws.
The ground was soft and covered with leaves, and grass. There were several tall trees close together, and large thorny bushes and rocks surrounding them making a circle. They headed toward one of those rocks. It was shaped like a cat head, and the area smelled like herbs. Watchfulpaw saw a tail in front of him.
"Is Vinestar here?" The deputy asked.
"Yes," Wishfuleye meowed.
Soon the mud-brown she-cat appeared, her eyes piercing. She asked "What is it?"
"Well Foxpaw-" Goldensheep began before being interupted.
"Is in the lake colony territory, now Boneclan. And is now run by Blackspark, who definitely won't just let Foxpaw come back." The deputy hissed.
"How did this happen?" Vinestar turned to Watchfulpaw.
"I...I...I'm sorry, I lost track of him." Watchfulpaw answered. Why does this seem familiar? Oh… Never mind. Please tell me this is different then… with my mother.
"First I will try talking, then if that does work out, I want you go in there and get him. Icybreeze you can decide who you want to take with you. It's best you decided before I come back." Vinestar said on her way out of camp.
"Talonheart, Mousefoot, Blazenight, Goldensheep!" Icybreeze hissed.
In a few short heartbeats, they appear in front of Icybreeze. They stood there waiting.
"When Vinestar gets back we will likely be heading to lake colony… Boneclan territory. They have Foxpaw, and I doubt they will just give up." The deputy meowed.
Watchfulpaw walked away. Wait… I want to know what she's saying! I want to know! Calm down Watchfulpaw. You can't change what happens. You can only observe.
By sunhigh Vinestar returned. There was blood all over her neck, belly, and front legs. She tried to talk, but only coughed.
Without anything being mentioned the rescue party left. Wishfuleye guided Vinestar to the medicine cat den.
Watchfulpaw, laid down, and waited. It grew colder and darker, and by moonrise they had returned with Foxpaw, but something wasn't right.
"What happened to Talonheart?" A light gray tom, with a white tail asked.
"He's dead," Blazenight hissed.
The world faded. Watchfulpaw was surrounded by a cold snowy landscape. The first deputy of Vineclan, Icybreeze was in front of him, with her long white fur, cold blue eyes, and strong posture.
"What was that!?" Watchfulpaw hissed.
"It's just what happened," Icybreeze stated. "That was the beginning of the war with Boneclan."
I thought Goldensheep was Foxspiral's mentor. Wait does that mean… something happened to Reednose. But what? I could ask Goldensheep, but how would he react. Or I could ask Foxspiral. Watchfulpaw became lost in his thoughts.
He opened his eyes. "Wake up Watchfulpaw!" Fluffpaw hissed.