Me: just happily reading Pokemon fanfics
Also me: remembers my own fanfic
Me again: "OH SNAP! I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT IT!"
IAM SO VERY SORRY! I KNOW I NORMALLY POST THIS EARLIER IN THE DAY. NOT TO MENTION TODAY I POST A CRIGNE CHAPTER- PLEASE FORGIVE THEE FOR THY MISTAKES IN HER PAST!
CHAPTER 8-THISTLEPAW
As I slept alone in the apprentice den, the moon shining brightly outside, I go over the day in my mind. Why couldn't Skypaw just let me have the mouse!? There was other prey in the forest. Rainpaw snarled at me as he passed and I growled at him. Someone pranked him as a kit, destroying his nest and making it look like it was me. Plus, he thinks StarClan favors me over him! After reasoning in vain we just kept of being hostile, only when other cats weren't looking. I tried to sleep until Rainpaw rolling me from my nest awoke me.
"Hey!" I snapped.
"What, fox-dung face?" Rainpaw mumbled.
What! Fox-dung face!? How dare he! I think.
"I'm sorry, mouse-heart, what was that?"
"Oh, nothing, I just got off track," Rainpaw sighed.
My bristling fur relaxed. I still didn't forgive him for rolling me off my nest, he probably is just tired and doesn't understand what he's saying.
I believed that until his next words come from his mouth.
"I underestimated the words to describe you. Not even a buzzard would have your disgusting fox-faced frogspawn brain."
I snarl and stand up.
"Your fur smells as rank as an eagle's dung! Not even a badger would approach your carcass!" Rainpaw snapped, raising his head to reveal a savage, snarling smirk planted on his face.
"Well, at least my fur isn't so obvious that I'm the exact copy of a monster!" I whisper-yell, not wanting to wake up camp. Rainpaw froze.
"Yeah, your finally shutting your big mouth up, you accident! We may all be his sons, but at least I won't follow the same path as him." I kick him harshly in the side and he flies out of my nest. When his body lightly taps against the moss wall he doesn't move. Even when he falls to the dusty floor, he is still.
I think I went too far, I thought guiltily.
"Look, I'm sorry-" I got cut off by Rainpaw leaping up and sinking his fangs into my ear. His claws tear at my face and his tail lashes. I cup my paws over his shoulders and haunches and roll over, now on top. I release him and I'm about to call it off when his claws slash my pad. Anger boils inside me and red glows around my vision. I reel back and bare my teeth. I slash his nose and bite his shoulder. He tears off the top halve of my ear and I turn around. I sink my fangs deep into his tail while he slashes at mine. I plant a hind paw over his face and leave a huge score mark. my other paw I use to hold down one of his front limbs. Blood seeps into my mouth and I bite down harder. I begin to tug up and I can hear Rainpaw's pained whimper. Finally, my grip slackens and a slight riiip and soft yowl send my blood cold. The red disappears, and I feel dizzy, like I just snapped out of a trance. That's when I realize; I did. I look to see Rainpaw stumbling up, his haunches limp and curled around him while his forepaws shake, struggling to hold him up. I survey Rainpaw. He has a long score down his entire face. His nose is red from blood, so I can't see the cut that's there. His left front shoulder carried a deep but small cut. Then- the back of his tail- it's gone. What remains is a small, chunky stump that drizzles blood along the floor of the den. Looking over myself I see my battered tail, I flick my half-ear, and feel the sting of my cheeks where Rainpaw has dug his claws in to grip me when tearing off my ear.
"What in the name of StarCla-" Galepaw cuts off with a gasp. "Coldheart!" he yowls. Coldheart leaps in with Galepaw. The rest of the clan awakens from their slumber and crowd around the den. I feel light-headed and woozy Rainpaw wobbles on his paws;
Before falling to the ground, unconscious.
It takes a couple heartbeats, but in the end;
So do I.