Sinewpaw

Sparklepaw was the first to notice Flightpaw was missing. We had just passed over a moor in front of gorse tangle when she looked behind and didn't see her emerge. Sparklepaw paused and stared at the gorse, Frostpelt stopped to wait for her while I sat and licked my paw, drawing it over my ear a few times. When Flightpaw still didn't emerge, Frostpelt lead the way back to the gorse.

As we padded through, searching for her, a foul scent caught my nose, like crowfood and badger. However, it had to be a cat, and I sniffed the ground more, it was rouge, and whoever it was there were four of them. Frostpelt had obviously smelt this as well and he charged out of the gorse tangle. Outside, four rouges, one ginger, two black, and one muddy brown, were dragging Flightpaw, limp as a dead cat, between them towards the marsh. A small wound was in the back of Flightpaws neck, where one rouge had knocked her out. At the sight of us, the ginger tom and a black she-cat broke away from Flightpaw, bristling.

"I believe that's our apprentice." growled Frostpelt, raising his head proudly. The ginger tom sneered as he looked at my mentor. Frostpelt was a naturally proud cat, both of his parents had died at the same time, when he was young, and his sister bullied him, eventually dying from a battle. He rose as a strong, able warrior in WindClan, respected by a great number of other cats in the Clans. But this rouge, skinny, ill-kept, and much smaller then him, seemed to have an aura of pride around himself, and where the two prides collided, tensions and anger rose.

"Get Flightpaw to the Wrath." snarled the ginger tom to the muddy brown tom and the other black she-cat. The black she-cat hissed, "We don't take orders from you, Hatred, Envy and I will stay here with you and Jealousy."

"This isn't time to argue, Lust!" snarled the ginger tom – Hatred, "Lies, Deceit, and Gossip are waiting for you at the horseplace, and the Wrath put me in charge of Flightpaws capture. Get her to him now before I finish you!" Lust narrowed her eyes and hissed back at him, but bent, and helped put Flightpaw on Envys back.

"Sometimes I wonder why I love you." hissed Lust to Hatred, who snickered, his green eyes flashing.

"Sometimes I wonder the same thing, doll." Lust tossed her sleek black head and raced off with Flightpaw and the brown cat Envy. Without a moments hesitation Hatred spun and lunged at Frostpelt, taking my mentor by surprise and tossing him aside like a ragdoll. Meanwhile Jealousy lunged forwards and batted Sparklepaw aside. I was able to dodge the blow to me in time as Sparklepaw tried to get her teeth in her shoulder.

But it was no use; this she-cat was extremely disciplined, she fought calmly and effectively, scratching and matching our blows with equal strength to keep her fit and ready. Frostpelt rolled with Hatred nearby, his teeth buried in the white warriors' scruff as the ginger tom raked his claws down his side again and again.

Jealousy snarled and grabbed Sparklepaw on the scruff before throwing her a good distance. I raced over to my sisters' side. She was panting, and blood dripped down from her mouth where she had bit her tongue. She spat in the grass and stared at Jealousy, who wasn't even panting.

"Go after Flightpaw." she whispered, I stared at her in shock and she batted me on the head like I was an idiot, "You love her, don't you! I can hold off this peabrain for a long while, and Hatred and Frostpelt and going nowhere. If you really love her, get going!" for so many moons I had thought my sister hated Flightpaw, but now she was telling me to go and save her. I paused for a moment and she hissed again, "I don't like her any more then Barkfur likes ThunderClan, Sinewpaw, but she's a comrade, and I'm not so low I'm going to let her die, and neither will you! Now scat before I tear off your ear!"

I knew she wasn't lying so I sprinted over the moor, fallowing the scent of Flightpaw and of the rouges Envy and Lust.

Flightpaw

When I woke up, I was in a rock crater about two foxlength in every direction and one deep. Around the edges, three cat guards sat, their backs away from me, all of them were white like stars. After a few heartbeats one of them turned and walked down to me, she had strange, milk-colored eyes. It took me a heartbeat to realize she was blind.

"My name is Amy." She meowed slowly, her white eyes twinkling coldly, "I am the second-in-command for the Wrath, our leader, and the commander of half the rouges. The Wrath said to tell you that he was arriving. Do not try to escape, your guards are highly trained rouges, masters of tracking, killing, and guarding, not to be trifled with. A third guard will be here soon with the Wrath, when you see him, I would advise your not to let your tongue flap freely unless you want your head cut off." He stood and turned. I saw my chance to hurt her and got up quickly, leaping for her back.

Amy spun with unimaginable speed. I was a tail-length away when she did, and Instead of her back I hit, I met her claws up and down my face three times before hitting the ground. I stood slowly, shaking blood from my eyes. Amy's pure white paws were now tipped in my blood, and yet she didn't see me, and had successfully countered my attack.

The pure white she-cat shook the drops from her paw and walked back up the crater, almost tripping in a crevice. For someone as blind as a bat and tripped in crevices, she was a highly skilled warrior. Once she had left, one guard, a tom with green eyes, looked back at me.

"You wouldn't want to mess around with Amy." He growled, "She's as fast as the Wrath, and the only reason she's not the leader here is because of her blindness. At the same time that could be a advantage, many cats underestimate her."

"Fib!" snapped the other guard, a she-cat with red eyes, "You know Amy instructed us not to talk to the prisoner. If you do again I'll have to report her to you. However…" the she-cat looked down at me as coldly as Amy, "I do not see why. My name is Pride, Flightpaw; there are many other cats here, perhaps as much as two Clans in your terms. The Wrath leads us with Amy at his side; and Deceit at hers. Help will never come; you are in the center of our camp."

Fib grunted and turned away, mutter how much he hated guard duty, and Pride stared at me a little longer, her red eyes reminding me of the lake, before turning back to her post and watching the sky.

Black Cat

I stared at thre silver pool a little longer, feeling my fur prickle as I saw Flightpaws' body running across the moor, carried by Envy and Lust. Not far behind her, Sinewpaw struggled to keep up, I wondered why he was doing it for a moment, until i reilized that he loved Flightpaw. I curled my lip, what good was love, when Flightpaw was going to me mine in a couple of days? Nothing, that's what it was, and I would make sure Shark killed Sinewpaw.

"So the rogues have her?" growled Shadow behind me, her voice was sharp and unsteady, she was worried about Flightpaw. I ignored her; she would only get in the way. But the truth was; I too was concerned. These rogues would kill Flightpaw soon enough, so help had to arrive. There was just enough time to contact Shark…

I closed my eyes and listened, my soul seeping out of my body and drifting down to where my descendant stood, slashing at a tree, trying to improve his technique. I settled myself in a pool of water nearby, and he looked down into it. I smiled, this was a strong cat, not nearly as strong as Flightpaw though, his fierce appearance wouldn't be enough to beat the cat I wanted.

"My father." He murmured, and bent down, bowing his head to me, "I await your command." I smiled and showed him an image of Flightpaw trapped in the crater with the two guards Pride and Fib hissing at each other. The tom got up and snarled, then quieted to listen to me.

"Go and get your sister in secret, hide her on the marsh island until the time is right." I meowed, Sharks eyes glimmered and he nodded, "And Shark..." me kin blinked, his eyes were hard in the light that shone aroudn them, "Kill Sinewpaw, and you will be rewarded with more power then you could ever imagine." Shark smiled, his long, bone fangs glimmering in the light and casting a glare across my eyes.

I slipped away from Shark and returned to my body. Shadow behind me was furious. She spun away into the darkness and I looked down into the silver pool. My grasp on Flightpaw was weakening now; I could not let her escape. I had to kill Sinewpaw at once to keep from being sealed away forever.

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