Hazefeather yawned, and padded away from the cages. She saw Hawkfrost training with Clashswipe, who looked super angry. "Hawkfrost," She yawned. He stopped, and looked up, smiling. "Yes?" Before she could reply, Clashswipe dove at Hawkfrost and bowled him over. He had him pinned and was now digging his claws into his flank. "C-Clashswipe! Stop!" She yowled, leaping at him. Bunching up her muscles, she threw herself at him. Her eyes blazed, almost looking red once she pinned him. How did I do that..? She wondered. Hazefeather knew Clashswipe was stronger than her, and yet she had knocked him over? But how?
Clashswipe squirmed, but she kept him firmly to the ground. "Couldn't you see Hawkfrost was talking with me?" Hazefeather hissed. "Oh, but no! You just had to try and kill him! You piece of crowfood!" Hawkfrost stared at them, panting, but still looking astonished at what Hazefeather had done. "Hazefeather, calm down." He said, softly. "It was my fault for not paying attention, but thank you for being a loyal clan mate and helping me." Smoothing her fur, she climbed off of Clashswipe, who got up and hissed at her. "Good battle techniques; both of you." Hawkfrost said, once they had both stopped hissing and spitting at one another.
"But remember, in the battle to come, we won't be fighting each other. You must help Clashswipe, and you must help her." He said, glaring at the tom. Hawkfrost then turned to Hazefeather, smiling. "Now what where you saying?" Clashswipe rolled his eyes, and padded away. Hazefeather yawned again, then giggled slightly. "I was going to ask if I could leave, now. I'm tired, and I need energy for the dawn patrol." Hawkfrost licked her cheek, which startled her, and mewed smoothly: "Of course." Smiling gingerly, she padded away. The dream started to fade once she curled up beside a tree and dozed off. "Hazefeather," A voice mewed. A paw jabbed into her side. "What?" She snapped. When her eyes adjusted, she saw it was her brother, Flightwing, staring at her. His eyes where dulled by sadness. "S-Sorry." He mewed quietly.
Hazefeather sighed, then tried to smile. "No, I'm sorry. I was just having... a good dream, yeah." She lied. He nodded, smiling a bit. "Berrynose and Cinderheart are waiting for us outside." She nodded. "Okay.. Let's go." She whispered, leaving the den with him.
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By the time the patrol had gotten back, the sun was shining over WindClan's hills. When they entered camp, many cats where awake and eating. The apprentices where play fighting, and Firestar was sharing tongues with Sandstorm. The elders where sunning themselves, enjoying the rest of their days. "Hey, Flightwing, Berrynose, Cinderheart!" Firestar called to them, smiling. Hazefeather growled to herself. Why doesn't he want to talk to me? Doesn't he see I was with the patrol, too?
The three warriors bounded toward their leader, eyes glowing. "Yes, Firestar?" Cinderheart greeted him. "Oh, I was wondering how the patrol was. Did it go well? No trespassing enemies?" Flightwing shook his head. "Nope," Berrynose held his head high. "If we found any trespassers, I would have ripped them to shreds!" Flightwing laughed, and shoved the warrior teasingly. "Oh, yes, Berrynose; we know how brave and strong you are!" Cinderheart giggled. Berrynose looked in the other direction, ignoring their tease. "Whatever."
Hazefeather angrily padded away. No one for the rest of the day had talked to her. She stomped back into the warriors den, and curled into her nest, ignoring the others. "Hazefeather?" A soft voice mewed. She looked up and saw her mother. Her hostile eyes softened as she invited her mother in. "Skyfeather? Is there a problem?" Her mother laughed. "No, no, dear.." Skyfeather gulped. Pain was glazing her eyes. Hazefeather knew she shouldn't ask... not in such a public place. "I've noticed your attitude lately... is something up, love?" Hazefeather sighed, before smiling. "No, mother.. I just feel like no one even sees me."
Skyfeather tilted her head. "What?" "I mean... Firestar was talking to the patrol today. I was on the patrol. He didn't invite me over to chat with him, and acted as if I where invisible. And then... the rest of the day, everyone acted as if they only saw Flightwing!" She growled, spatting her brothers name. Skyfeather smiled. "Well you aren't invisible, I know that. Just remember sometimes you have to talk to cats first to be noticed. I'll talk to you no matter what, though, darling." She licked Hazefeather's ear. She rose to her paws, and padded out the den. She swung her head around in a quick motion, as if she had forgotten something. "Hazefeather?"
"Yes?" Hazefeather mewed back. Skyfeather smiled, a mischievous glimmer sparkling her eyes. "Do something extraordinary. Something that no one will forget you for." Then she whipped around and left. Hazefeather smiled to herself. Do something extraordinary.. She thought to herself. Maybe tomorrow..
~Dove