With a yowl of rage, Ravenpaw leapt at Hawk. The tom was strong, but he had aparently been fighting recently. There were many scars on him, and some of his scratches were only half healed. This gave Ravenpaw an advantage, because he had not been in a fight since the old battle with BloodClan.
"You'll do no such thing." hissed Ravenpaw. He pinned the tom to the ground, and got a good grip on his throat. He decided to use this cat for his advantage. "Show me the way to the stream, and what lies beyond it, or I'll tear you apart." he said. He sounded bolder than he felt. His courage was ebbing away.
"It-It's that way." choked Hawk, pointing towards the right. Ravenpaw scented the air. He could detect the faint smell of a Twoleg monster. Hawk must of been telling the truth. Ravenpaw released him. Hawk ran away, grabbing Ravenpaw's rabbit as he did.
Ravenpaw heading in the direction that Hawk had indicated. He didnt put it past Hawk to have a whole patrol of BloodClan warriors at the stream. He instantly decided to hide somewhere, and wait until tomorrow to cross it. As he traveled on, he thought he could detect a faint scent of BloodClan. This kept him moving.
By the time the stream was in sight, it was almost sundown. Ravenpaw saw a clump of bushes. He jumped inside them. Luckily, they smelled heavily of pine. The bush would hide his scent. Within a few minutes, he could hear the BloodClan warriors.
He crouched down hard under the bush. He really wanted to curl his tail over his nose and sleep, but he didnt want to allow any of the enemy to find him unsuspecting.He crouched down and raised his hackles, ready to attack if he had to.
Several minutes past. At first, all Ravenpaw could hear was the bounding of blood in his ears. Then, he heard the Clan again.
"No more patrols for you Hawk." spat a huge tomcat. Ravenpaw couldnt see waht color he was, but by the way Hawk was trembling, it mist have been the leader. Bone, Scrouge's old deputy, had died alonfg with Scrouge. But Hawk had said that their leader was Bone. Another 'Bone' must have taken control of the Clan. Ravenpaw nearly purred at the sound of Hawk trying to make excuses. Apparetnly none of the cats believed him about the intrudor.
After a few moments, the voices died down. Ravenpaw waited several more minutes, to be sure the the pursuit was over. After nearly an hour, he curled up and went to sleep.
Ravenpaw awoke the next day feeling very hungry. After scenting the air, and establishing the fact there were no BloodClan warriors around, he went over to the stream and gulped down large mouthfuls of water. It was ice cold and refreshing. Then, he caught a mouse and ate.
In his dream, Ravenpaw had followed the stream after three huge rocks met with it. He didnt know which direction to travel in, so he would need to choose one. He looked up, and could faintly pick out some of the mountains he had seen. In his dream, the mountains had been on his right when he face the Thunderpath. He turned right.
Ravenpaw felt pretty good the next day. His achievments in defeating the BloodClan warrior, and in finding the stream, gave him a sense of confindence. If he could find the stream in just about three days, then he and Graystripe could be on their way to the mountain in less than a quarter moon.
He picked his way through the forest, sensing a Thunderpath close-by.