"Wake up Cloverstem, we have dawn patrol!"
Sandfall's meow sounded through the warriors den. It was a moon later since Foxleap and the others had forgiven the she-cats, and each couple had progressed deeply since. Toadstep and Brightwing were all lovey-fogey again, making everycat think that they were to expect their kits soon, though it was unannounced. Dewfeather had come out of depression, and spent every moment with Willowpool. Snowstorm and Sandfall were as strong as ever, and Cloverstem and Foxleap were quite happy with where things were going. She wouldn't be surprised if they each had another litter. Even Beetleleg was happy, happier than they had ever seen him as Twolegs. He wore a proud grin on his face, and not even Snakefang got him down. Snakefang had become more aggressive towards him ever since he and Appleblossom had become mates, and now since Appleblossom was very pregnant with his kits, he couldn't stand being with the black tom.
"Who's on it?" Cloverstem meowed while arching her back in a stretch and fighting down a yawn.
"Coalpelt is leading, and Snakefang, Brightheart, Beetleleg, Stormcloud and Lichenpaw. We'll be covering the ShadowClan border. Hurry up, everybody is waiting." Sandfall meowed, rolling her eyes as she left.
Finishing her stretch, Cloverstem exited from her nest in the warriors den and padded out into the clearing where the patrol was waiting. Coalpelt sat washing his paws and glaring at the younger cats as they batted at falling leaves as if they were kits, Snakefang sat close behind, only focusing on one cat : Beetleleg. He glared at him, and the black tom didn't seem to notice. Beetleleg was too focused with grinning towards the nursery entrance, where Appleblossom lay basking in the sun. Straining her ears, Cloverstem could hear Frostflower meowing to her kits to settle down and go back to sleep, and Barkkit, Aspenkit, Frogkit and Ravenkit protesting.
Cloverstem reached the patrol and sat beside Stormcloud and Lichenpaw as they waited for Brightheart to emerge from Jayfeather's den. When she did, they set off.
As they padded side by side in the forest, she could scent the fresh, juicy scents of fattened prey calling to her, and she realized that she hadn't eaten at all today. Her belly growled as she fought about sinking her teeth into a plump and juice filled squirrel, and the feeling of satisfaction as the meat hit the bottom of her belly. The others seemed to have heared her stomache, as one or two cats turned their heads to look at her, but no cat said a word except for Lichenpaw.
"Gee, you must be hungry." She stated. Cloverstem inwardly rolled her eyes. Obviously she was hungry, it didn't take a genius to figure that out. But she didn't want to be rude to the new apprentice, so she just nodded and picked up her pace to jog beside Brightheart.
Brightheart looked at her for a moment with sympathy in her eyes. "I understand. When we get to the border, I get Coalpelt will let us hunt. You'll be able to eat your catch because this isn't a hunting patrol." She whispered. Cloverstem nodded once more and Brightheart sped up, leaving Cloverstem alone, but she didn't mind. Not at all, actually. She liked being alone, where she could listen to the sounds of the forest, the rushing water of streams, the waves crashing onto the shore from the lake, the whistle of the wind as it catches in branches, the pawsteps of enemy clans... Wait, enemy clans? Cloverstem perked her ears just in time to warn her clanmates to get down. They where a foxlength from the ShadowClan border, and a patrol popped out of nowhere. It was led by Webpelt, Pinehearts's only loyal son, but he was still aggressive. Without even a second look, the dark gray tom stepped right over the border, and the rest of his patrol followed. They headed towards the abandoned Twolegs nest, and remarked the border well inside ThunderClans territory.
"Hey, do you smell ThunderClan?" Asked one particularly small tabby tom.
"If course, stupid! This is ThunderClan territory after all!" Snarled a dark brown tabby she-cat.
"Not for long." Snickered a black tom with white patches, and a smaller she-cat, an apprentice, snickered with him. She looked about seven moons old, and she had a dark russet coat.
The ThunderClan cats snarled and growled silently at the ShadowClan cats. How dare they?!
"Psst." Cloverstem whispered to Brightheart, who was nearest to her. "Who are these cats? Do you know their names?" She meowed.
"The leader is Webpelt, vicious tom. The tabby is Longclaw. He may be small, but his claws are unusually long, longer than Tigerstar's..." She shuddered. "The brown tabby she-cat is Scorchfur, she got her name because she was the only one in her litter to survive the fire that burned down their camp. It's rebuilt now, but not as strong. Her fur was burned and she has many scars from the fire. The other is Patchfoot, annoying thing he is. Even his own clan can't stand him. The smaller she-cat is Patchfoot's apprentice, Sunpaw. She's a pain, and thinks Patchfoot is a hero. Now let's go."
As silently as they could, they formed a circle outside of the unsuspecting ShadowClan cats, and closed in on them. They didn't know until it was too late that they were surrounded.
"ThunderClan! We're surrounded!" Shrieked Patchfoot.
"We've noticed, thanks." Scorchfur snarled to her clanmate.
"You're on our territory." Coalpelt growled.
"Not anymore. It seems like you are on our freshly marked border. This is ShadowClan's clearing now." Webpelt snarled, and leaped for Coalpelt with his claws outstretched.
Coalpelt retailiated in time and a battle broke out between the clans. While Coalpelt and Webpelt fought, Snakefang lunged for Longclaw, with Stormcloud by his side, Beetleleg took Patchfoot, Sunpaw lunged at Lichenpaw, who soon was pinned down by the ThunderClan apprentice, and Brightcloud struggled with Scorchfur, who was younger and very skilled in battle. Cloverstem dove in to help, and together they pushed her back towards her own clan. Soon, all the ShadowClan cats were beaten, and were driven back into their own territory. Beetleleg was about to remark the border in its proper place, when Snakefang snarled and pulled home back by his tail.
"I'll do it! I'm pure ThunderClan, and the border should smell pure!" He growled, and stalked off leaving a bewildered Beetleleg. Coalpelt glared after the newest warrior and after a moments hesitation, took off after him to try to talk some sense into him. Stormcloud dipped his head apologetically, and Lichenpaw nuzzled the black warrior. Beetleleg looked at Cloverstem with confusion in his eyes, and all Cloverstem could do was shrug. She was as confused as he was.
When they returned to camp, they found the clan all out in the clearing feasting happily. She entered with Beetleleg, and the whole patrol was confused, until Rosepetal met them at the entrance.
"Congratulations, Beetleleg! You're a father!" She squealed, and nosed the overjoyed tom foward to see his kits. Beetleleg had kits. Cloverstem chased after them, hoping to see the new arrivals. She was allowed in at the same time as Beetleleg, and saw the exhausted Appleblossom in the farthest cornor with three tiny bundles around her belly. One was black like him, but had two front white paws, and one was dark gray, and the last was russet like the mother.
"They're beautiful!" Beetleleg exclaimed. He had a son and two daughters.
"I wanted to wait to name them with you." She meowed, her eyes closing with exhaustion.
"Let's do it fast then, so you can sleep." He meowed. "What about Primrosekit for the gray she-kit?" He meowed.
"Yes, Primrosekit." She murmured. "And Mintkit for the black tom."
"And Sagekit for the last she-kit." He murmured, settling down around her body. "Go to sleep now, my mate. I'll protect our family." He murmured, and they fell asleep.
Feeling as she should leave, Cloverstem returned to the clearing, but not before saying goodbye to Frostflower.
Once outside, Brightwing gathered her friends beside her, and the clan around her as she and Toadstep stepped forward.
"We're having kits!" They exclaimed together.
There we go, 2/3 chapters of the promised three! The third will hopefully be published tomorrow! Internet is slow and horrible right now... Anywho, poll time!
Ive made a little jingle for poll-time! Here it goes:
poll time! It's poll time!
whatever you're doing, just drop it and go
take the poll, take the poll.
it will be fast, not too slow
Take the poll, take the poll.
its a short question, that gets your brain moving
Everyone here, is approving
take the poll, take the poll, take the pollllllllllllll!
TADAAA!
(Man that was lame...)
anywho, here's the poll :
Who do you think is more capable of the murder of Dovewing :
a) Beetleleg
b) Snakefang (or Snakepaw at the time)
c) Spiderleg
d) other clan
e) DFC (dark forest cat)
f) I have no fricken clue
ENJOY THE NEW CHAPTER MES AMEGOS! And don't forget to review for the top follower thing! REVIEW!