Chapter 10: The Battle
Silverpaw was watching the rain pour down from his den. This time he was prepared. He had put a branch in front of his den. He was thinking of the dream he had. He was fighting ShadowClan cats and saw Breezepaw laying on the ground bleeding out and Jaypaw was fighting Graystorm. He couldn't stop thinking about that one scene about Breezepaw. He eventually decided to talk with Gingerpad about it. He made his way into the medicine den.
"Hello Silverpaw, what can I do for you today?" Gingerpaw meowed. She was sorting out some freshly gathered herbs.
"I, uh, been having these dreams..." Silverpaw replied nervously.
"Okay, can you tell me what they are about?" She asked.
"Well, I really don't know. Some are about past events and others aren't real." Silverpaw meowed.
"That's normal. Are you not telling me the real reason you are here?" She asked, bringing her full attention to Silverpaw. He sighed.
"I came here one day and I saw you laying on the floor stuttering about the prophecy. You were saying that I was the cat in it." Silverpaw meowed with his head down. Gingerpad didn't move.
"So you are the one." She meowed. "And you said you have been having these dreams? What was the latest one about?" Silverpaw was about to speak when he heard a loud yowl. That is Froststar! Silverpaw and Gingerpad looked at each other and ran out of the den. Then, they saw them, ShadowClan. Darkstar was leading them to the camp.
"So, you don't want to be a part of the war, huh?" Darkstar meowed at Froststar who was on the Highrock. "Well, let us show you what we have to go through!" Darkstar raised his tail and ShadowClan ran into the camp. Froststar told something to Graystorm, who was right next to her, and ran off to talk to other cats. Graystorm yowled as loud as he could.
"Protect the kits!" Then he ran off and tackled an enemy cat. Soon after, WindClan went into battle. Silverpaw was fazed by what was happening. Then he saw a cat running at him. He knew he had to fight. He jumped over the cat, and ran onto his back and clawed as fast as he could. The cat shook him off and ran into the bushes. He looked around and saw Graystorm being bested by the cat he was fighting. Silverpaw ran at the cat and pushed him off Graystorm and started to claw the belly of the enemy cat until it ran away.
"Thanks Silverpaw, I taught you well." Graystorm meowed and ran at another cat. Silverpaw saw that two enemy cats were attempting to get into the nursery with only one elder guarding it. He sprinted over and knocked one cat over which knocked him out and the elder, which was Tigerleaf, Had scared the other cat away. He sprinted over to Splashpaw who was besting the cat she was fighting. As he was making his way there, he saw Froststar being cornered by Darkstar and two others. Silverpaw pounced on the enemy Warrior pushing him into the bushes and swiftly taking out the other. His fast movements made him take out the two cats before Darkstar knew what was going on. As Silverpaw was about to attack Darkstar, Froststar tackled Darkstar. Another cat was about to intervene in the fight between the two leaders but Breezepaw took him out. When Breezepaw emerged from the bushes, he was badly injured. He gave one look at Silverpaw then collapsed. Silverpaw realised that this was the same scene from his dream. He looked around and found Jaypaw and Graystorm fighting. He turned his attention back at the leaders seeing that Froststar had bested Darkstar.
"You want to give up, or die with your clan?" Froststar meowed through her teeth. Darkstar hesitated a bit, then yowled. Shadowclan stopped what they were doing and retreated the same way they came in. Froststar released Darkstar and ran off with his clan. Silverpaw looked around and saw many cats injured but no one was dead. Then he remembered Breezepaw. He turned and sat next to him, cleaning his wounds. Silverpaw got off lucky with only minor scratches. Breezepaw was still breathing. He ran to the Medicine den to see many cats there. Gingerpad was mixing up herbs.
"Gingerpad, Breezepaw, he can't move." Silverpaw meowed urgently. Gingerpad looked up and ran out the den with Silverpaw. He took her to Breezepaw and called over Brindlepaw to gather the right herbs for Breezepaw. After a full day of fighting and recovering, Silverpaw was exhausted. Breezepaw couldn't sleep in their den tonight. Gingerpad told Silverpaw that his injuries were too extreme for him to be unattended. At least I get to sleep on the raised part of the den this time. Silverpaw thought. He made his way into the den and plopped down and fell asleep peacefully.