Well hello again friends
I'm sorry I'm so busy
I'm in a play right now so in January I might not be able to update; that's the month it's showing and rehearsals will be insane.
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Oh hey read the bottom of the chapter okay I love you
Chapter 28 (This chapter will be in Stormpaw and Thrushpaw's POV.)
Stormpaw waited impatiently by the stream that was the border. Rainpaw was late... again.
In the five days since they had returned from the mountains, they had met twice. Tonight was their third meeting.
He sighed, and headed toward the rushing stream in front of him. Once he reached its banks, he looked into its depths and remembered the time his father had taken him there as a young apprentice. "When I was your age, my sister fell into the stream," he had said. "I ran to get her out, when I realized she was floundering in water that barely went above her legs. Moons later, my friends dared me to cross the border."
"What did you do?" Stormpaw had asked.
"I accepted the dare, of course. It was a foolish thing to do, though. I thought that the water was still shallow even though we had just had heavy rain, so I plunged in and sank like a rock to the bottom, which was well above my head. I could have drowned. Lucky for me, your mother fished me out, but a few ThunderClan warriors yowled at me for crossing the border, even though I was in the river."
Stormpaw now chuckled grimly at this. His father would not have been pleased to find out he had been crossing the border for moons.
A rustle in the bushes across the stream broke him out of his thoughts.
Two black ears poked out of a clump of ferns, and then a tortoiseshell she-cat pushed her way through and bounded towards the stream.
Stormpaw snorted. "Took you long enough."
"Sorry," she replied. "Ashwhisker kept badgering me. I had to pretend to fall asleep in the apprentice's den before he would go away."
Stormpaw did not reply, but instead watched as she leaped lightly across the stream, snorting as her back paw slipped on the edge and she staggered into the water.
"Good job," he meowed when she resurfaced.
Rainpaw only shot him a glare and scrabbled on the muddied edge of the stream.
"I could help you," Stormpaw offered after several heartbeats.
"I could claw your pelt."
"Point taken."
The gray tabby tom was seated comfortably on the ground when Rainpaw finally pulled herself out of the water and onto the bank. She shook herself, sending muddied droplets flying from her coat, a few catching Stormpaw.
He swiftly licked away the damp patches, stifling a purr of amusement as Rainpaw slipped at every step towards him.
"Not funny," she grumbled, sliding up beside him. When his purrs didn't stop, she promptly shoved him in the puddle gathering beneath their paws.
Stormpaw felt a flash of annoyance that lasted only a heartbeat; Rainpaw had snorted, and he realized that he must look very silly with patches of fur spiked with mud running unevenly across his pelt.
A heartbeat later, she slipped and scrabbled in the mud alongside him, until every mouse ear's length of them had been covered.
Finally the two cats dragged themselves put of the mud pit, breathless and exhilarated. They collapsed on a bed of moss in the roots of a nearby tree, lapsing into a comfortable silence.
Stormpaw gazed at the scenery; the rustling deep green ferns casting shadows on the ground from the almost full moon, the dark blue of the sky in contrast with the bright white stars. The rushing of the river filled his ears, the soft whispering of the trees adding to the sound. The pale moss encompassing his body was silken and cool, and as he listened to Rainpaw's contented sigh next to him, he thought, This is a good night.
He could have stayed in that blissful quietness forever, but it seemed that Rainpaw had something else on her mind.
"So what's been up since the journey?"
Huh. Here we go again.
"Well," he began, "A couple of my denmates have become warriors, a couple kits have been added to the apprentices, Runningpaw has pestered me till the point where I'm insane, my mother is in the medicine cat's den again with a cold, and Bramblepaw is thankfully the only cat I can talk to without losing my head. What's new with you?"
He felt a little out of place after his mini rant, and didn't turn to look at Rainpaw as she began hers.
"Well," she mimicked his starting tone, "Willow became Silverpaw, Golden Hawk became Goldenpaw and Shauna kept her name. Thrushpaw and Silverpaw have become very good friends, and Silverpaw, Goldenpaw, and Shauna and I are super close. Some of my denmates are warriors, and in a few sunrises some kits will be made apprentices. My father, Foxtail, joined the elder's den because he broke his leg and a while ago and it won't heal. I suspect my mother will join him once she's finished training Shauna." She made a face before speaking again, worrying Stormpaw, "Sunpaw has barely spoken to me and Thrushpaw and I, and when she has, it's been to snap at us or make some snide comment. It's a little unnerving." She gave him a hopeful glance, as if waiting for wise advice or comfort.
Umm...
"It'll be alright," he replied tersely. "Any problems will work themselves out. For now, let's just enjoy this peaceful moment."
He let out a quick breath of relief when she nodded her head and gazed at the sky, and he did the same, but frowned when cold air hit his pelt as she drew away.
Fox dung. Why are she-cats so confusing?! He silently asked the stars. The cold fragments gave no answer, and Stormpaw sighed, defeated.
After a few minutes of more stargazing and awkward silence, the gray tom twitched his ears at the noise of crunching bracken and approaching paw steps. He sniffed the air, and groaned when he recognized Ashwhisker.
"Rainpaw!" He hissed. "Ashwhisker is coming. You've got to get back to your side of the border or..."
"I know," the tortoiseshell she-cat answered. "Mouse dung, that tom always ruins everything."
Stormpaw could hear the clumsy steps coming closer. "Hurry. See you at tomorrow's gathering?"
"Deal," Rainpaw answered.
Stormpaw watched as she leaped over the stream, this time clearing it. He slunk behind a hawthorn bush as Ashwhisker broke through the bracken on the opposite side of the river.
"Rainpaw! What are you doing here? Why are you so muddy? I've been worried about you! You shouldn't be here in leaf-bare. I heard Fernshade talking about snow coming soon. You're wet too! Fox dung, where were you? Your friends would kill me if I couldn't find you. You know that was so mouse-brained, to go off alone like that. What would..."
As the sound of Ashwhisker's talking faded into the forest as he escorted Rainpaw home, Stormpaw couldn't help but smirk. He had no doubt Ashwhisker was annoying her by now.
Rabbit-brained tom...
Thrushpaw's POV
Thrushpaw was exuberant.
He watched the silver she-cat pad away from him, jaw hanging open in surprise.
She thinks I'm... what?!
Handsome, you mouse-brain, he answered his own question. His very normal conversation with Silverpaw had turned out to be not so normal- he had asked her what she thought of him and had seemingly thousands of adjectives flung at him, which sent his mind in a whirl. Brave, smart, kind, compassionate. A great friend. Honest, funny, exciting. Handsome. Great StarClan.
"What's up with you?"
Thrushpaw was startled out of his daydream, and turned to find Sunpaw staring at him. He quickly searched her gaze for hostility and checked her tone for mockery, but to his surprise, found none.
"Nothing," he grunted, settling down by the ferns near the apprentice's den.
"Oh come on," Sunpaw urged. "I saw that look you gave Silverpaw. You seemed pretty overjoyed."
Thrushpaw wasn't sure why his usually hostile sister was speaking with him, but decided it would be alright to tell her about his conversation.
"Silverpaw just complimented me. She said I was..." he listed all the adjectives she had told him, each one making him flush with heat and flatten his ears in embarrassed delight. By the end, Sunpaw had covered her ears.
"Okay, okay, I get it! Enough!" She snorted. "I agree with about three quarters of those." He rolled his eyes at her, thinking, Gee, sis. Thanks a lot, and promptly tackled her to the ground.
Sunpaw shrieked and rolled away from the den, landing in a clump of bracken. Thrushpaw howled with laughter and sprung after her, but before her could pin her to the ground again, the ginger-golden she-cat shoved pawful of leaves into his mouth.
Thrushpaw gagged at the taste, and began to spit when Sunpaw barreled into him, carrying him off his paws. He gasped as the breath was knocked from him, but sat up despite the pain and tried to catch his breath.
"That was fun," Sunpaw meowed. She licked her dusty paw and swiped it over her ears. "I think-"
"Thrushpaw! Sunpaw! Can I join?"
Thrushpaw watched Rainpaw scamper across the clearing with a sinking feeling when Sunpaw's gaze darkened.
"Oh, look." Sunpaw drawled when Rainpaw arrived. "Here comes our little sister to ruin the fun."
The tortoiseshell cat flattened her ears but did not speak.
"Fox got your tongue?" She crowed, giving Rainpaw a sneer.
Thrushpaw looked from cat to cat, frustration rising. Sunpaw, you mouse-brain!
"Come on, Rainpaw," he sighed. "Sunpaw is being sour at the moment."
"She always is," Rainpaw grumbled. Thrushpaw led her away to the Highledge, ignoring Sunpaw's triumphant look.
As the reached the tall rock, Rainpaw rounded on him. "Why did you take me away?" she snarled suddenly. "I could have defended myself. I'm going to show her... Oh! She annoys me so much! And the other day when she snuck fire ants into my nest, I just had enough! She's always..."
Thrushpaw waited impatiently for Rainpaw to finish her rant, but after a few minutes he gave up and interrupted.
"Look, I'd love to listen later, but Featherstar is about to announce who will be attending the gathering tonight."
As he spoke, the gray leader leaped onto the Highledge and yowled, "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!" Rainpaw finally stopped ranting, and Thrushpaw let out a breath of relief. Thank StarClan...
He turned to face his leader, hoping Featherstar would choose him to go to the gathering. I have a few friends I'd like to catch up with. Please, Featherstar.
Thrushpaw shuffled his paws nervously.
"As many of you know, tonight is the gathering," his voice rang out into the clear, crisp night air. "The attendants will be Fernshade, Redfire, Ashwhisker, Whitedawn, Lionstorm, Flowerstem, Rainpaw, Sunpaw, Silverpaw, Quailpaw and Littlelight," Featherstar paused, "Shauna, Goldenpaw, Graypelt, Thrushpaw, Seedspeck, and Tawnymask." Yes!
"Meet you by the entrance," Rainpaw whispered into his ear. Thrushpaw nodded, and left her side to go find Silverpaw and thank her for her kind words earlier.
He wove his way through the cats gathering to leave, and found Silverpaw talking to Shauna by the edge of the crowd. He settled himself nearby, waiting for their conversation to end, eagerly anticipating speaking with the lively she-cat.
Thank you for... No, that's not it. You were so kind to... That doesn't work either. He decided on a set of words at last, and was delighted to see that they had stopped talking.
Thrushpaw sprung up and padded towards Silverpaw, but halted in irritation when Rainpaw and Goldenpaw bounded up and led the two she-cats away.
"Mouse dung."
He gloomily stepped towards the back of the gathering attendants just as Featherstar began to lead them away, and as he leaped after the group, he found himself beside Quailpaw.
"Hey, Quailpaw!" Thrushpaw meowed. Quailpaw made a noncommittal noise and ran faster.
"Quailpaw, wait!" Thrushpaw gasped, pounding harder in the forest floor to keep up with him.
"What?!" The tom snapped. "Can't you see I'm busy?!"
"Sure you are."
Quailpaw pursed his lips. "Okay. I'm not. Sorry, Littlelight and I were just arguing, and I'm still ruffled."
"I can tell."
Quailpaw continued in silence, until Thrushpaw asked, "What's life like in the medicine den?"
"I would say it was lonely or boring, but Littlelight always has something for me to do, so I guess it's fine."
"Good," Thrushpaw replied. "The apprentice's den is weird now. There are no other toms besides me since the rest became warriors, so now I have no one to talk to."
"You seem to be close with Silverpaw and Rainpaw," Quailpaw pointed out. "But what's the deal with Sunpaw? She's awful right now."
"She is a pain, most of the time," Thrushpaw agreed, "I think she's mad at Rainpaw. I don't know why."
"Whatever the reason, she should still be respectful."
Thrushpaw nodded, feeling uncomfortable with talking about his sister.
"Let's catch up with the group," he suggested, and they sped off into the night.
Thrushpaw quickly pushed his way through the bushes encompassing the island, excited at the thought of meeting his friends from the journey.
"Thrushpaw! Wait for me!" He heard Silverpaw call behind him. He slowed his pace until she caught up, and they both dashed through the last bushes and into the center of the island.
"Wow," Silverpaw breathed beside him, wide eyes looking at their surroundings. He had forgotten she hadn't been there yet.
"Pretty cool, right?" He meowed. "Come on, let's find our friends from the journey." The gray tom sniffed the air. "RiverClan and WindClan are here." He turned around and glimpsed Rainpaw heading to a cluster of WindClan cats, and stifled a low growl, turning away and leading Silverpaw to a group of apprentices near a rock jutting out through the trees and over the lake. Suddenly he jumped as Silverpaw yowled in his ear.
"Streampaw! Runningpaw... Remember me?"
She took off towards them, and Thrushpaw followed excitedly.
"Willow! Thrushpaw! Hello!" Streampaw beckoned them with her tail, urging them to come closer. She was sitting with some RiverClan apprentices, as well Runningpaw.
"I'm Silverpaw now," she purred proudly.
"Congratulations. I'm glad you're a Clan cat," she smiled warmly. Runningpaw grunted, and Streampaw whacked her with her tail.
"Ignore Runningpaw. She's a grump right now. Let me introduce you to my fabulous friends. This is Gingerpaw," a green-eyed ginger she-cat gave a meow of greeting, "Darkpaw," a small black and gray tom waved his tail happily, "and Rosepaw." The latter had a pained look on her face, and a moment later let out a humongous sneeze.
"Sorry," she meowed self-consciously. Thrushpaw heard Silverpaw giggle.
"Rosepaw and Darkpaw are new apprentices," Streampaw finished.
"Hello! Welcome to apprenticeship," Thrushpaw greeted politely.
Silverpaw smiled at them, but stayed close to Streampaw and Thrushpaw.
"So, how has your training been so far?"
"Great," Darkpaw answered. His eyes widened with pleasure. "Bluestorm is a fantastic mentor. She started to teach me how to fish, and I caught my first prey, a carp."
"Good job," Silverpaw murmured.
"It was a small carp though," Rosepaw teased, leaving her brother to frown at her.
"Yes, and you caught a minnow."
This time it was Rosepaw's turn to scowl as Darkpaw laughed.
"At least Frogleap has had a battle-training session with me."
Darkpaw playfully growled and swiped her over the ears with a sheathed paw. "Bluestorm had one with me too!"
Thrushpaw grinned. "I think Darkpaw wins that one, Rosepaw."
She shot her brother a good-natured look and batted at his nose. Soon, the siblings were tussling on the ground and the remaining apprentices were snorting with laughter.
"Did I miss anything?"
Thrushpaw turned and spotted Goldenpaw casting a bemused glance at Rosepaw and Darkpaw, and gasped in between laughs, "Streampaw... should... we… reintroduce… the… apprentices!" he finished.
She nodded, and puffed, "Wait… for me… to calm… down!" which sent them all into laughter again.
Thrushpaw was the first one to end his wheezing, and one by one they all put on a straight face even if dying of laughter on the inside.
"Sorry, Golden Hawk. I presume you have a new name too?" Streampaw squeaked, voice raspy from her chortling.
"Yes," she replied, amused. "I'm Goldenpaw."
"That's lovely!" Streampaw looked genuinely delighted.
"Thank you. Now who are these three?" Goldenpaw asked, flicking her tail at the two new apprentices and Gingerpaw.
"That is Gingerpaw," Streampaw patted her friend on the head with her plummy tail, "and these two are Rosepaw and Darkpaw."
They each pricked their ears at their names, and meowed a hearty, "Hello," to Goldenpaw.
"Fantastic," Goldenpaw meowed. "Now that's we're all acquainted, can we catch up? It's been days."
Before anyone could speak, a loud yowl announced the arrival of ShadowClan.
"We're here! The Gathering has started!" Loudstar called.
Thrushpaw blinked at the leader's booming voice. "Great StarClan! He sure lived up to his name!"
"Too right," Silverpaw muttered. "Shh, here comes Graypaw and Lilypaw," she referred to some of their ShadowClan journey friends.
Sure enough, the fluffy gray tom and light gray she cat were running across the clearing, along with an unfamiliar dark red she-cat.
"Hello!" Lilypaw chirped. Graypaw was grumbling something unintelligible under his breath and the she-cat looked their way zealously.
Lilypaw scampered into the circle of apprentices with the two cats in tow, looking unusually elated. "I've missed you so, so much! It's been too long," she gushed.
"It's been days," Goldenpaw contradicted meaningfully, and Thrushpaw snorted as he remembered her earlier comment.
Lilypaw grinned widely and plopped herself in between Silverpaw and Thrushpaw. He sighed and asked, "I'm sorry, could you move? Silverpaw and I were talking."
"What's that? Sorry, I didn't hear you," Lilypaw murmured sweetly. Thrushpaw sent Silverpaw a rueful glance, and Lilypaw began to talk again, only to be interrupted by a nearby warrior.
"Shh! The Gathering has started."
The dark red she-cat gingerly sat down on the other side of Thrushpaw, whispering, "Hi, I'm Pinepaw. Sorry about that."
"It's no problem," he breathed back. "Nice to meet you."
They shared a quick smile and turned their attention toward the RiverClan leader. "StarClan has been kind to us this leafbare. We have not gone to sleep hungry yet, and we do not plan to." Although his words seemed humorous, Thrushpaw could detect a slight edge to his tone.
"A few sunrises ago, Rosepaw and Darkpaw became apprentices." The Clans went up in cheers, and the two sat up straighter. "We chased a badger from our hunting grounds, and it went into ShadowClan's land. Be careful."
"Thanks for the tip," Loudstar grumbled.
"Other than that, we have nothing else to report," Reedstar finished.
Thrushpaw tuned out during ShadowClan's and WindClan's report, besides cheering when Silverstar announced new apprentices. He also quit listening to Featherstar, who droned on and on about a fox a patrol saw by the lake. It wasn't until Reedstar stepped forward again that he paid attention.
"As you all know," the RiverClan leader began carefully, "sixteen cats left on a journey to the mountains, and returned. I'm sure your leaders have all told you about the events that took place," he looked back towards the other leaders, who all nodded. "Today we will honor the Clan cats who gave their lives defending the Tribe; Dustbreeze, Rushingwind, Pigeonfeather, and Skycloud. Let us have a moment of silence."
A hush fell upon the Clans. Thrushpaw still felt shocked concerning their deaths, and tried not to think about it most of the time. He stiffened as he heard a sniffle from Streampaw and Gingerpaw, and remembered that these were their Clanmates, and Pigeonfeather was Streampaw's mentor. He also recollected Dustbreeze mentioning his apprentice back home, and realized that Gingerpaw must have been his.
"Thank you," Reedstar murmured. "The moment of silence is over."
Silverstar fixed the other leaders and the Clans with a serious stare. "Two of my Clanmates were killed. I hope you have no objections to WindClan staying out of any dangerous affairs if we can help it from now on."
None of the leaders spoke out, although Loudstar looked a little annoyed.
"The Gathering is over," Silverstar announced.
Thrushpaw watched as the crowed flooded to their leaders. He turned to say goodbye to his friends, not surprised when Runningpaw and Graypaw slunk away before he could speak to them.
"Goodbye, Thrushpaw, Silverpaw and Goldenpaw!" Streampaw mewed.
Gingerpaw followed her by a friendly, "So long!"
Streampaw turned to the younger apprentices. "Say goodbye."
"Bye!" They chorused, looking very sad to go.
"See you next time," Silverpaw promised.
Thrushpaw nodded. "The next moon will go by fast, trust me." The pair flicked their tails and dashed towards their Clan.
"Good meeting you," Pinepaw murmured warmly.
"Same to you."
He turned away, and he was about to ask Goldenpaw and Silverpaw if they were leaving when a voice interrupted him.
"Thrushpaw! Come here!" Lilypaw squealed.
He shrugged at the two she-cats and said, "I'll be back soon."
He followed Lilypaw over a patch of pine needles to the rock over the water the apprentices had been near, noticing how the moon shone over the lake, creating shimmery white patches all over the surface. Silverpaw would love this...
"Well?" he prompted when she turned around, flicking his tail impatiently.
"I like shrews. They taste good. Do you like shrews? My mother says that shrews are-"
"Lilypaw, if this is what you wanted to say, I have to go. If not, spit it out."
"Meet me at the border tomorrow."
Thrushpaw was speechless. "Uhh..."
He immediately thought of Rainpaw and Stormpaw, and instinctively unsheathed his claws.
"Come on, it'll be fun!" She urged.
He knew exactly what his answer was. "Of course not!"
Lilypaw's previously excited face fell. "What?"
He was too outraged to care. "We are from two different Clans! If they found out, the consequences would be awful. Even if I liked you, and I don't, in that way, I couldn't do it. No, Lilypaw."
She shut her eyes closed and whimpered, and for a moment Thrushpaw was tempted to say yes just so she wouldn't feel sad. But that wouldn't be fair to either of us.
Then she snapped her eyes open, and he felt a pain in his heart at loathing look she gave him.
"Fine!" she growled. "I know you'll come back to me, but don't expect me to be there, you stinking heap of fox dung!"
Thrushpaw shivered and tore away from her, sprinting across the clearing to his own Clan as swiftly as he could.
"What happened?" Silverpaw asked him once he returned.
He had considered telling her what Lilypaw said. He almost did, until he looked into her concerned eyes and flinched, realizing he did not want to worry her.
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
Right to business. So I've been considering this for a while, and hopefully you will accept:
Storms of Rain One-Shot Challenge
Step 1) Pick a category:
-Rainpaw and Stormpaw (write a one-shot of them before the mountains or after the mountains. If you write for after the mountains in this category, I think it would be neat if you put what you think the apprentices' warrior names are going to be.)
-Rainpaw and Ashwhisker (one-shot before or after the mountains)
-Rainpaw, Thrushpaw and Sunpaw (write a one-shot of the siblings.)
Step 2) Pick (a) genre(s):
-Any genre but horror
Step 3) Read and agree to the rules:
-Must be PG (no swearing, excessive violence, sexual content, etc.)
-Must be safe for anyone to read.
-Must mention a disclaimer; say that you do not own the characters and Storms of Rain, and that I do.
-No horror.
-You may only have one entry.
-You may only have one category.
Step 4) Send me a quick PM with this in it:
-Agreement to the rules (You can say, "I agree to the rules," if you'd like.)
-Your chosen category
-Your chosen genre(s)
Step 5) Write
-Write it.
Step 6) Finish
-Publish the one-shot to the warriors archive.
-Send me a PM notifying me of the publication. My judges and I will read it as soon as we can.
Prizes:
-There will be three winners- one for each category.
-The winners will create one OC for the sequel, as well as receive one spoiler of their choice for Storms of Rain.
-Winners will be notified by PM.
You must complete the One-Shot by midnight December 10th, Universal Time (also known as Greenwich Mean Time).
I will be opening my PM inbox now for any questions you may have concerning the challenge, and please contact me if you have a question or are in need of clarification. Any PMs you send may be only about the challenge. I am fine with you using characters other than the ones mentioned in your category, just make sure to give proper credit.
I have challenge information posted in my profile.
Last notice: go vote on my poll again. I recreated the poll. And should I post the updated allegiances?
Love you all!
