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PheonixRune: Batman: The deputy of Spiralclan.
Chapter 23:
Ravenpaw stood there for a moment, his mind trying to comprehend the scene in front of him. Mintfrost leaped to her paws, the tiny kit wailing as the warrior rose. Ravenpaw took a step back.
"I can explain," she said quickly, the she cats ears flattening against her skull. The apprentice blinked, trying to wrap his head around the situation, the wind whistling passed his ears more like a ringing, distracting his thoughts.
"No," he said as Mintfrost opened her maw to speak "It's too dangerous, we need to get back to Bluffclan-" The she cat let out a hiss, stopping him in his tracks.
"Just let me speak for a moment," she spat with her fur bristling, mumbling something under her breath. She stopped a second her take a breath and glance to the kit, the tiny thing still mewling on the ground.
"Take her back to Bluffclan," Mintfrosts voice was low and soft "Foamstar will accept her if you say you found her…" The old warrior sank to the ground once more, letting the young pale tabby kit bury its head in her fur.
The she cats tattered, partly scarred face looked oddly youthful with the expression it held as she looked at the kit.
"Just because she's a kit doesn't mean that Foamstar will accept her," the young tom meowed and glanced at the tiny kitten, the tiny things pale grey tabby stripes almost blending in with Mintfrosts own markings.
"Your only an apprentice Ravenpaw," the warriors tone darkened "Foamstar doesn't tell the whole clan everything, especially a young cat like you. You'll learn in due time but trust me, Foamstar will accept any offer if it comes to more cats."
A shiver ran up Ravenpaws spine at her words. Anger tried to work its way through him but it soon left, the spark dying nearly as soon as it came.
"Fine," he said, despite his opinion on the kit still being divided "But-" He stopped, hesitating.
"What will happen to you? You haven't said anything about you coming along…"
Mintfrost chuckled for a moment, a smirk appearing on her muzzle "I see you caught on. I won't be coming, if any cat asks, say I was killed defending her."
"But how could you do that to your clanmates," he gaped "To your kit even?" The grizzled queen sighed and stared up at him.
"She wont ever know that I am her mother," she mewed "She will believe what the rest of the clan will…"
"Whats her name?" Ravenpaw said simply.
"Willowkit."
The black and brown apprentice knelt next to the kit, picking it up by its scruff. The scent of milk filled his nose and a slight sadness gleamed in his eyes. Possibly a reflection of the grief in Mintfrosts yellow eyes.
"Look for parsley," the tom advised "It has wrinkled tiny green leaves, it'll help dry your milk." The she cat nodded with a weak smile.
"You'll be a great warrior someday Ravenpaw."
…
As Ravenpaw walked through the thorn barriers entrance his mouth seemed to go dry, the tiny wailing kit seemingly as loud as a thunder in his ears. He could see cats going about business as normal but he could sense the realization of his presence.
Daisypetal stared at him, shock rippling through her, making Ravenpaws pelt prickle. The deputy ran over to him, her expression slowly turning back to her regular stiffness.
Other cats swiftly followed her. Lightwind pushed through the hefty crowded and sniffed at the kits fur.
"She smells like Mintfrost…" the golden tabby she cat mewed quietly, just as Foamstar parted the gathered cats with a wave of his tail, his eyes narrowed.
"A kit?" the silver tabby tom said cooly.
"Yes," Ravenpaw replied, forcing his fur to lay flat and his tone to remain even "I found her near the training grounds along with Mintfrosts body…" Gasps came from the crowd and the tom winced, a wave of shame crashing over him.
"It looked like she tried to defend it from an attacker," he continued on, wanting to grit his teeth with every lie "I would have take her back but a Spiralclan patrol was coming, I could only take the kit."
The whole clan was silent for a moment, grief spreading like water through the clan. Foamstar bent down and touched noses with the young kit, startling the young black and brown tom.
"Bluffclan will accept her," the tall leader meowed "It is the least we can do now for Mintfrost, may she hunt happily in Starclan." Ravenpaw could see suspicious looks from some of the other cats but he could only ignore them, Foamstar believed him and that meant the most.
Sorry that this chapter is short (and late). I've been pretty busy and have been trying my hand at writing original stories but, i'm actually pretty happy with this chapter. What do you thick about Willowkit and Mintfrost?