So how do you feel about Shadowpaw being blind? Poor Shadowpaw, nothing ever goes right for her. Anyway, here's chapter 9.
Chapter 9, Whitepaw
Many cays sat vigil for Shadowpaw. They were silent, shoulders hunched over in grief.
Shadowpaw's eyes flew open, but she could not see. Slowly she raised her head.
"She's alive!" A cat gasped. Shadowpaw strained her eyes to see them. "Where am I?" She asked, giving the air a good sniff. It smelled of ThunderClan.
Shadowpaw stood up, not knowing where she was going. She crashed into a solid figure, and it shouted, "Watch where you're going!"
Then Shadowpaw knew she was blind.
It shocked her at first but then she realized she was supposed to be dead.
"Whitepaw!" she called, "Whitepaw!"
She heard the familiar voice of the white she-cat.
"Lead me to my den please," she mewed. With little nudges Whitepaw led her to her den, and Shadowpaw fell asleep.
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"Why did you make me blind?" Shadowpaw demanded Bluestar in a dream.
"We brought you back to life," Bluestar told her, "but we could not stop the blindness."
"Is there anything you can do?" Shadowpaw asked.
Bluestar was silent for a long time. "Yes, there is something we can do, but it is very risky."
"Do it." Shadowpaw demanded. "I will do anything not to be blind."
Bluestar sighed. "All right Shadowpaw, I will do it."
Shadowpaw waited a long time in silence. Finally with a desperate wail, Bluestar swung her claws into Shadowpaw's eyes. Shadowpaw squealed with pain and shock as bright light poured into her eyes. Bluestar toke her claws out and Shadowpaw could see again, but there was a long scar above her left eye, that slanted slightly upward.
"I'm sorry Shadowpaw, but that scar will stay there forever. It is a mark of pain."
Everything faded, and Shadowpaw was left in blackness.
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Shadowpaw opened her eyes. She could see!
Whitepaw looked at her. "I thought you where dead," she mewed quietly.
"I assumed I was," Shadowpaw meowed. "I remember everything being black for a long time, and then waking up in the camp."
Whitepaw nodded slowly. "Will you go hunting with me today?" she asked.
"I'd love to," Shadowpaw answered.
The two cats left the camp.
Whitepaw toke Shadowpaw to a clump of rocks.
"Let's hunt here," Whitepaw mewed. "Watch out though, there are adders out."
Shadowpaw sniffed the air. She smelled a jumble of many things, and none that she could recognize. "What smell am I looking for?" She asked Whitepaw.
Whitepaw was scuffling in the grass. "Uh- rabbit, or mouse," she suggested.
Shadowpaw sniffed again. What did rabbit and mouse smell like? She put a picture of a mouse in her mind. It was brown, and deg tunnels in the earth. Then it would smell earthy! She sniffed again, but everything smelled earthy. Then she put her mind to it, and there were leafy smells and stony smells, and one good strong earthy smell.
There was a tiny mouse a few feet away from her. Uncertain, Shadowpaw shot out a paw and the mouse was gone.
Whitepaw turned around with a mouse in her jaws. "Good try!" she praised.
"How do you catch them?" Shadowpaw grumbled.
Whitepaw crouched on the ground and put her wait on her shoulders and haunches, then stalked slowly across the ground. She finally sprang, making a long ark between her and her prey. She landed with a mouse trapped between her paws.
Shadowpaw scented the air again. There was a strong smell of mouse. A moment later she saw the creature.
Crouching low, she pulled herself slowly over to her prey, her eyes glued to the mouse, never blinking. Finally she sprang and soared up, then hurtled to the ground. Her paws went out and they slapped onto the prey, holding it down.
"Shadowpaw, look out!" Whitepaw yowled suddenly.
Shadowpaw whipped around. A snake was slowly crawling toward her. For a second she was shocked, just staring at it until it struck, and she saw the glint of its sharp fangs.
There was no time to jump out of the way before it bit. Suddenly there was a white flash and a second later Whitepaw held it down by its back.
"Thanks," Shadowpaw whispered. Whitepaw bit the head of the snake.
She backed away, then went back and sniffed the snake.
"Maybe we should take it back to camp," Whitepaw meowed. "Then we could tell Firestar that there are-,"
Suddenly the snake lashed out, and bit Whitepaw's shoulder. She wailed, and sank heavily to the ground.
Shadowpaw rushed over, worry creasing her face. There was a scar on her shoulder where the snake had bit, and Shadowpaw new that the poison had gone in.
"Are you all right?" Shadowpaw asked. Whitepaw's eyes flickered open and she raised her head.
"It is my time to go to StarClan," She whispered, "Good bye."
"Don't leave me," Shadowpaw whimpered.
Whitepaw's head slid down and lay on its side. Her eyes closed partway.
Shadowpaw watched Whitepaw's chest rise once, then fall for the last time.
Shadowpaw whimpered and lay down on her belly, stretching out her paws so they brushed Whitepaw's cooling flank.
Shadowpaw stayed there for the rest of the day and night, trying not to think that Whitepaw was gone forever.
Well, I guess it is good by Whitepaw. Please review!