Mistypaw's Quest
Summary
Two small cats were quietly patting through the bushes, one was a blue-gray furred molly and the other was a silver-blue furred molly. "Are you sure we should be doing this?" The silver-blue molly hissed in a low whisper to the blue-gray molly, who just rolled her eyes and continued on into the thicket of trees. She was on a mission to speak with a certain cat who she needed to see. The cat in question? The leader of ThunderClan, Bluestar.
Silverkit Is Right Again
Silverkit leans against me, trying to steal some of my warmth. "Back off buster" I joke, teeth chattering. I very much wish for her warmth, as a matter of fact. There's a heavy wind. It comes through strong, even with the trees keeping it at bay. The night was cold and my teeth were chattering. Both me and Silverkit had wondered off to go explore near the borders of ThunderClan. I can't imagine what it's like for WindClan. But we need to keep moving. The sun's already setting and we are completely lost.
"It's all my fault" I sigh, putting my paw on hers. She stops and turns to stare at me with her calm gaze.
"Your fault for what? For convincing me that it was a good idea to sneak out of camp? Because if your referring to that, then yes, it is your fault" Silverkit mutters with a soft sigh and a small glair at me.
"Yeah, it kind of is. But we're in this together, and what's done is done. But I am NEVER sneaking out of camp, especially with you little weasel again, you hear me Mistykit?" I laugh.
"You're right, it is my fault. But I'm not a weasel" I frown, but of course she knows it's a joking frown.
"Hay, where are we?" Silverkit asked, scanning the area with her sharp green eyes. I sighed and rolled my eyes at my friend in playful exasperation.
"I don't know fuzzball, but I think it's going to rain soon." I muttered quietly, as I looked up at the sky. Silverkit sighed and huffed as we began to run trying to find a shelter to stay in for the night.
Silver and me are almost complete opposites, but absolutely inseparable. She's smart and enjoys herbs, with gentle words. Though, don't be too quick to judge her, because she's blunt and head on. I, am, however, much more evasive. I'm wily and lean, with short blue-gray fur, and light blue eyes.
No one knows where I come from, though Silverkit's dad, Crookedstar, says I smelled faintly of ThunderClan. But I'm RiverClan through and through. Does it matter where I come from? Most cats would say it does. Some are even suspicious, but that's all theory. All cats with half a brain know I was much too young to be a spy. I rest my noggin on the matter, and zone back into my conversation with Silverkit.
"She's almost ready..." A garbled slimy voice echoes faintly through the shadows. I laugh at my silly imagination, and put my nose to the ground. Lightning crackles in the sky and thunder rumbles. A heavy rain begins pouring down. Great. What fun. "Shoot" I muttered.
Luckily, the rain doesn't bother me much. Rain dribbles off the side of my pelt. I have fur so short that it seems nothing can soak into it. Silverkit however is not so lucky. She has long white fur that glows beautifully in the moonlight. But such beauty comes with a price. Now, her fur is plastered to her sides, green eyes beady and dilated. And I have a hunch she isn't all too excited.
"We are going to be in so much trouble" Silverkit says with an exaggerated sigh.
"Yep" I say, "We should camp for the night, the sun's almost down and we can't see anything anyway. The storm clouds are too thick." Silverkit nods, and I scan our surroundings. I spot what I think is an abandoned fox den. It's in-between two rocks, and it leads underground. I slowly walk over, and sniff it. I'm mostly sure that it's abandoned.
"Silver, I found an abandoned fox's den that we can stay in for the night. Come on, let's go inside." I say, turning to look at Silverkit, who looked unsure about the whole thing.
"A fox's den? Mistykit, are you crazy?" Silverkit exclaims, giving me a pointed look. I sighed and replied calmly.
"Listen, Silver, it's either this or get soaking wet." I explained, and Silverkit gave a long, drawn-out sigh before she reluctantly nodded and we slowly trotted inside the den.
"I think it's safe," I call her over, and we trot into the den. Its warm and earthy smelling. But what I'm happiest about, is it's dry. We both shake to dry off, though her fur is still stuck to her sides and soggy.
I dug a small whole in the dirt to lay in, and she does the same, right next to mine. We both curl up, and groom the wetness out of her fur.
I awake to Silverkit licking the tuft of fur on my head. I don't know when we fell asleep, but sunlight was streaming in through the entrance of the den. We stand up, and quickly orient ourselves for the daytime and finding our way back to RiverClan. We had wandered all the way into a birch forest, but it wasn't ShadowClan's. Maybe ThunderClan's? ThunderClan would be better. ThunderClan and WindClan have a sort of alliance, while RiveClan and ThunderClan are always at each others throats.
I see a flash of orange fur, and suddenly, it's on top of me. A fox the size of a large boulder, biting me on the shoulder. I whirl around, and claw at it, but it's no use. It's four times as large as I am, and five times as strong. But I claw and bite anyway. I'm only five moons old, and I have no training, but I have to.
"SILVER! Leap on top of it! It'll try to squash you, but Ill get it's belly!" She nods, and leaps onto the fox, biting and scratching it's ears, eyes, and back. It whirls around, and eventually, like I predicted, it goes to lay on it's back, which will squish Silver. Before it can squash her flat, I rake my claws down it's underbelly, and it falls over on it's side, a puddle of blood forming around it's belly.
"We didn't just do that" Silverkit says, staring in disbelief at the dead fox.
"We did" Our eyes both shine with accomplishment, though, I'm seriously hurt, and Silverkit looks kind of exhausted.
"We need to get back to camp," I say, and Silverkit nodded.
"Well yeah" Silverkit says, staring at me.
"Follow me." We trot out of the den. The new leaf air is warmer today, and only a gentle breeze drifts by. It ruffles Silverkit's fur, and makes it dance around like little fairies.
We travel for a bit, and finally make it to the pine forest. "Hey, you're limping!" Silverkit says, annoyed that I didn't tell her earlier.
"We need to move, come on Silver" I say, sighing softly, we had no time to slow down, we need to keep moving.
"You. Are. Limping." Silverkit says, clearly annoyed that I hadn't told her.
"Yes, and I'll get healed back in camp." I said, in an attempt to stop Silverkit from pestering me.
"Fine" She mutters, and we continue. I'm glad to be back in the pine forest. It's dark and gloomy. The birch forest was bright and magic-like. My belly rumbles. Only now do I realise how hungry I am.
"Hey, we haven't eaten since yesterday at sunhigh! I've never gone this long!" I say, looking down at my paws with a sheepish smile on my face as I look back up at Silverkit.
"Me either!" We walk past the border marks, and finally come in site of camp. We both let out excited squeals, and run into camp. I do, rather awkwardly, due to my limp, but I'm just as excited. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" Graypool comes stomping up to us, and I get a lump in my throat.
"Dun dun dun. We are so dead" I say in a small squeak.
"Yeah, no kidding" Silverkit says, rolling her eyes and flicking her tail. I sigh and mentally prepare myself for the outburst that was to come any second now.
"WE'VE BEEN SEARCHING EVERYWHERE! AND YOU'RE HURT! DID YOU JUST GO AND HAVE A SLEEPOVER IN A FOXES DEN? STARCLAN, I THOUGHT I RAISED AT LEAST SLIGHTLY DISCIPLINED KITS, BUT NOPE!" Graypool yells, sweeping her gaze over both me and Silverkit.
"Mom. Chill." I tell her.
"I don't normally agree with Mistykit, but she's right. You seriously need to chill." Silverkit steps in.
"Well, look at the runaways" Minnowpaw says, joining the conversation. He's a rather large tom, although he's only a moon older than me and Silverkit.
"Minnowpaw, go stick yourself up your own butthole" I say, already exasperated with him.
"Well hello, miss snarky!" He says with a sneer.
"Shut up. Just shut up." I say, glaring at him.
"Mistykit, that's no way to treat your future mate!" Graypool says. I sighed and dug my paws into the dirt with a frustrated hiss. Minnowpaw is Duskflower's kit, and apparently I'm 'Pretty and a good fighter', so, lucky me, I'm stuck with Minnowpaw. Literally everyone in the clan feels sorry for me.
Graypool sighed and flicked her tail in exasperation. This wasn't the first time that I complained about my disrespectful mate.
"Mistykit, Silverkit, you two will go and speak with Crookedstar and he will decide what your punishment will be!" Graypool says, once more glaring at me and Silverkit. I sighed as me and Silverkit made our way to Ashcloud's den, he is Cinder's father and he's my father as well, me and Silver have grown up together.
As me and Silverkit made our way to Crookedstar's den, Silver kept glaring at me.
"What?" I asked, "It's not my fault!" I replied, turning to look at her with my sharp gaze.
"Yeah, it kind of is your fault." She replied, huffing and turning her head away from me.
"What will our punishment be this time?" I whispered to Silver as we entered Crookedstar's den.
"I heard from Graypool that you two snuck out of camp, AGAIN! I thought we raised you two better then this." Crookedstar says, staring at me and Silver with narrowed green eyes.
"We're really sorry father." Silverkit said, looking up at Crookedstar with sad eyes. I just sighed and flicked my tail.
"As punishment, you two will help Brambleberry and Mudpaw clean up the medicine den for a moon, and Mistykit, your apprenticeship ceremony will be held back two moons." Crookedstar says, staring at me as he said the last part. I sighed softly and after Crookedstar listed off some more punishments, me and Silverkit left the den.
"But we're not medicine cats!" I silently retorted, once we had left Crookedstar's den. Silverkit sighed softly and nodded her head in agreement.
"No, we're not, but no thanks to you, we have to help clean the medicine den for a moon." Silverkit bitterly replied, as she glared at me.i just sighed and lowered my head, and stared down at my paws.
So you two snuck out of camp again?" Came the voice of Brambleberry's apprentice, Mudpaw, me and Silverkit looked up to see the light brown tom staring at us with amusement shining in his eyes.
"Yeah, we did" Silverkit replied, staring up at Mudpaw who flicked his tail and turned to the entrance of the medicine den.
"Hi Brambleberry, Mistykit and Silverkit have to help us clean the medicine den" Mudpaw told his mentor, who nodded and set the herbs down, and turned to stare at me and Silverkit with her sharp gaze.
"I heard from Crookedstar that you two snuck out of camp again, you two kits are only five moons old, your not suppose to leave camp until you have become apprentices" Brambleberry scolded, and I lowered my head in shame, staring down at my paws.
"We just wanted to go exploring, it's no fun having to stay in camp all the time" Silverkit chimed in, staring up at Brambleberry with wide light blue eyes. Brambleberry just sighed and flicked her tail.