Chapter 3: The Prowling Panther
It's been a few moons since the Shadowclan attack, and things are starting to settle down. Yet the new leader Bluestar is not about to give up the fight. Young Spottedpaw has become the new medicine cat Spottedleaf, Sandkit and Dustkit had just been apprenticed, and for Ravenkit apprenticeship was just a moon away.
The sun was shinning the leaves were churning in the wind and the prey was stirring though the forest. It was the time of Greenleaf, the season of heat and droughts.
Ravenkit ran around being chased by Graykit, his new playmate. Pantherkit seemed never to be around the nursery any more. Instead Ravenkit has been eyeing her with Tigerclaw, a muscular brown tabby tom. This worried Ravenkit, he never liked Tigerclaw, there was just something evil about the warrior.
Pantherkit and Tigerclaw turned and started heading this way. Ravenkit stopped forgetting about the game he was playing. He couldn't help but stare at those glaring amber eyes, the eyes of Tigerclaw. He looked at Pantherkit, and for a brief second he saw the same evil aura admitting from her eyes. In the next second it was gone, leaving Ravenkit wondering if what he saw was real.
Graykit who still thought Ravenkit was still playing and jumped on Ravenkit's tail making him leap into the air screaming.
"Gotcha!" squeaked Graykit laughing.
"That hurt," complain Ravenkit, as Tigerclaw and Pantherkit came closer.
"Stop complaining," Growled Pantherkit, "That's all you do is complain!"
Ravenkit was shocked by his sister's brutality toward him. "Pantherkit what's wrong with you?"
What's wrong with me! Look who's talking, you mouse-brained fuzz-ball," growled Pantherkit crouching into an offensive position. It pose was almost perfect, almost as if she was taught the position.
"I won't fight you if that's what you're thinking!" growled Ravenkit, his faith in his sister fading. He glanced at Tigerclaw, who looked almost proud at Pantherkit, stood back and watched.
Pantherkit leapt onto Ravenkit's back digging her teeth into his neck. Ravenkit yelped in pain as he tried to roll away, kicking up dust as the two scrambled in the fight. Graykit leapt onto Pantherkit pushing her off Ravenkit. Pantherkit growled before dashing off into the shadows, Tigerclaw right behind her.
"Whoa, what was that about?" asked Graykit, helping Ravenkit up.
"I don't know," Ravenkit said brushing the dust off his fur, "But I'm going to tell my mother, she'll know what to do."
Ravenkit mewed good-bye to Graykit before he turned to leave to see Goldenflower. Goldenflower was chewing on a mouse in the nursery.
Ravenkit ran in telling Goldenflower the whole story, even the strange glow he saw from Pantherkit's eyes. She just turned and said, "Ravenkit, you have the wildest imagination, I've ever seen."
"But its true!" mewed Ravenkit but Goldenflower was no longer listening. So Ravenkit stepped quietly out of the nursery and lay on the ground staring at the entrance of the camp. Watching cats come in and out, he felt hopeless. No one in their right mind would ever believe him.