Sinewpaw

And with that the dark brown tom glanced at the sky, the sun was now high overhead, sunhigh, the hotest part of the day. I had been away from WindClan for too long. Flash and the brown tom seemed to notice this and Flash turned to me, eyes sparkled with freindliness that reminded me of Flightpaw or of Rainheart. He got to his paws and flicked his tail at me, slowly I too got up and glanced around.

"It's about time you got to your Clan." he meowed, "I'll escort you as far as I can into your territory but once I'm spotted i must leave." I nodded and the two of us slipped out of the clearing back into the marsh. I must say, Flash was a powerful cat for his lean and lanky size. He had no trouble sloshing through the deep mud puddles that I had almost to swim across, and had ease leaping over fallen trees. He was truely a fast cat, his thoughts were quickly formed and spoken, edited as they passed through his mouth to make him almost wise-sounding.His eyes were sharp and flickered around us as if to watch for danger, and when he would scense something he would freeze and only then would he be perfectly still until he relized it was something else and continued walking.

As we reached the WindClan border, i decided to start a conversation with the handsomely built tom. So i came to the first thing that came to mind - do you like to run?

"Like to run?" he meowed, chuckling, "I love to! To feel the exileration of the hunt and to feel as though no one can catch you. Too hear the roar of the wind in your ears as your pads thud on the turf and stir the dust beneath you. Too leap across gullies and gorges with the risk of dying just to test your strength. To dart to the top of the highest cliff and jump down as fast as you can to feel the soar in your heart and the feeling as you brush past danger. But with all of that, it comes with a price." Flash stopped infront of me and turned around, "You can pull a muscle, like i've done in my shoulder, if you run to long and too fast, or sprain your paw, I've done that as well. It wears down your claws when you dig them into the ground to be stable, the noise is deafening, and worst of all, you can trip and fall." I stared at him, "To fall and trip is a runners greatest embaressment. That is why you must watch and know where you're running. and to fall can dislocate your paw or shoulder, so you cannot run for many days until the pain has gone." He turned around and continued walking.

"Shark has it different." meowed Flash, "He love the fight, to charge into battle bellowing and to throw and slash at opponents, staining the ground and his pelt with their blood. To fight over the last scrap of prey in the heap, to challenge other rogues for territory in the marsh. But most of them feel intimidated enought my his looks. Shark was born much unlike that. His teeth were normal and average just like any other cats. His claws are what inspired him to be a fighter. He found some bone and after many moons of rubbing, made them into identical fangs, which are the fangs you see in his mouth today. He left them in so long he can't take them out, so everyone thinks they're real. He trained his body up much like me, running, and also fighting Uncle Bog, the brown cat back there. He used to go into the marsh and fall into the stickiest mud dip he could find, and then force himself to get out, he would do it over and over again. Swimming in the lake as well. As night He would swim out to the island and back without stopping, perhaps six or seven times."

Flash froze and looked around, a scent carried WindClan upwind. A moment later three cats appeared on the horizon. Flash turned to me, nodded once, and then spun and raced away. Before i knew it the smart, touching tom was a blur by the marsh and has vanished competly into it. The rogues that lived in the marsh had so much to live for, and so little to loose at the same time. Was that the way all rogues lived? I pushed the thought out of my mind as i looked back to the hill, I couldn't recognise the cats from here, so i hurried forward to meet them.

Flightpaw

The Back Mark was extremly painful as we walked down the moor. Every now and then i would bite my tounge not to yowl in pain as anger hissed through the Black Mark. Frostpelt had been leading, fallowing the scent without even having to lower his head. I stopped and turned to lick my shoulder when i got the first whiff of the cats who had been with Sinewpaw. I tensed, Shark and Flash. Flustering for a moment, i considered turning back to the camp and risking questions then fallow my brother and cousin into my old home. Sparklepaw saw my fluster and pounced a comment on it.

"Aw, if liddle Flightpaw scared of some big rogueys?" she snickered. I growled and pressed forward, rougly shouldering her aside, no peabrained moron of a cat would get to me. Sparklepaw flattened her ears onto her head and then pricked her ears, "Oh! It's Sinewpaw!" Frostpelt took his eyes off a sparrow taking flight not far away to see Sinewpaws lean shape with another dark gray cat - Shark or Flash. But the other cat turned and left so fast i knew at once it was Flash, he was the fastest cat alive. Sinewpaw raced towards us, and reached us panting.

"Where were you?" demanded Frostpelt, narrowing his eyes. Sinewpaw took a deep breath and sighed, "They told me that they're father wanted to tell me something, so i went with them."

Frostpelt growled darkly, "Why did you even return?" he hissed, "Going off with a rogue! Unbeleiveable! I can't beleive my apprentice would do something so dumb! Do you reilize they could have killed you?" Sinewpaw flinched backwards at his mentors icy tone, "You'll be punished for this, Sinewpaw. You'll sleep outside of the camp tonight, and care for Creamdrop and the elders until three sunrises from now, each time you will sleep outside of the camp." Sinewpaw flattened his ears onto his head but said nothing and lowered his head quietly. frostpelt spun around and marched back to the camp. I fell into step beside Sinewpaw.

"What were you doing you peabrain!" i spat, "Shark could have torn you to bits and scattered your entrails around the Great Oak for half a mousetail! Bog could have tortured you until you lost your mind, and Flash could had drowned you in the mud pools!" Sinewpaw said nothing but curled his lip.

"You never told me you were Scourges decendant."

I didn't know what to say. Slowly, I turned my head away from Sinewpaw, who was fuming and quickened his strides to pass me and walk next to Sparklepaw. I slowed my pace, Sinewpaw was mad at me, my only freind in the world. I dropped farther and farther back until i could see them in the distance, crossing over moors while i was on top of the one right before it. I glanced behind my shoulder, and saw Flash at the edge of the marsh looking at me, before turning and padding into the mud. We pushed through a clump of gorse nearby, I kept snagging my fur on the prickly bush, and I swore I saw two brillient green eyes staring at me before a ginger shape bounded away and I was knocked flat. Frostpelt, Sparklepaw, and Sinewpaw many foxlenghts infront of me, did not hear me.

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Yup, I'm thinking of making Sinewpaw a warrior soon, got any ideas? So far I'm thinking either

Sinewpelt

Sinewleg

or

Sinewclaw

Give me more ideas if you have any!