how am I only on chapter 15
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Casper woke with a jolt, eyes wide and breathing hard.
Just a dream, he told himself. It was just a dream. He wondered what it meant. Surely Shard couldn't actually communicate through dreams, so that part must've been his subconscious. Right? Nearly certainly.
As for Owl and Spark...Casper shuddered. He had never been all that squeamish about blood, especially now, but when it was his friends' blood...
No, he corrected himself. Only half of it was. Spark wasn't his friend, she hadn't been for a long time, and he would never see her again. But still...ever since that first night he'd talked to her, nearly 17 moons ago, he'd kind of...liked her. As more than a friend. Awkwardly enough, he also felt attracted to Owl in that way.
The white cat sighed, resting his head on his paws once more. Emotions were so confusing. At least he could rest assured that Spark hated him and would never see him again. Owl didn't hate him. In fact, Owl quite liked him. She was sweet, loyal, and rather pretty. Maybe she liked him back. He hoped so.
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Casper, once again, woke with a start. Outside his 'den', which was a bush, he heard yelling voices, a few of which were unfamiliar.
The large tom crawled out of his bush, stretching, looking for the commotion.
A small group of cats were arguing- quite loudly- with Casper's Rebellion.
"I don't care who you are! This is our land, get off of it!" Amber yelled, fur bristling.
"No! One of the opposing cats yelled back. He had white and orange fur, with black paws, and a small white, brown, and rose cat was hiding behind him. "We've used these areas as hunting grounds for moons before you buffoons ever showed up!"
A sand colored tom, next to the white and orange one, held his tail up to silence his comrade. "Wait, Torch, let them speak."
Casper decided to step in before Amber made another biting remark. "Wait," he called, walking over. "Why are you yelling? Who are these cats?"
"These idiots showed up claiming that our camp is theirs." Amber hissed, her tail swishing with annoyance.
"Hey!" The white and orange tom- Torch- cried. "You're idiots, trying to steal our land!"
"Torch." The other tom said, glaring at his companion, before turning back to Casper. "I apologize for my friend. He has a bit of a temper." Torch rolled his eyes. "But we come from a relatively large group of cats, who've been here for a long time. This is one of our hunting grounds, always has been, and it is vital to our survival. Surely you understand?"
Casper blinked, thinking. Leading was so hard. He had, honestly, no experience with making decisions that would affect others. He sighed. "I do understand, but...we hunt here- live here- so...sorry, but we're staying."
The cat's tail began to swish back and forth. "Yes, we get that, but surely we can still hunt here, too?"
"Oh, heck, no!" Amber snarled, stepping forward. "There's barely enough food as it is! We'll all starve if you mouse-brains eat it all!"
"Watch who you're calling mouse-brained, hothead!" Torch hissed, taking a threatening step towards Amber.
"Oh, you're asking for it!"
"I'm asking for it?! You're askin' for it, you piece of dung!"
Amber, clearly infuriated, leaped at Torch, claws unsheathed. The larger tom quickly dropped and rolled out of the way, before launching his own attack, the younger cat behind him following in suit. Several of the rebel cats also jumped into the fray, quickly outnumbering and overpowering the other 2 cats. However, despite the sandy tom and Casper yelling at them, they didn't stop fighting.
"Hey! Knock it off!" Casper yelled.
"What has gotten into you?!" The other tom shouted. But the cats didn't listen.
"Stop!"
At once, the cats ceased fighting and all eyes turned to the owner of the commanding voice. A white she-cat with the bluest eyes Casper had ever seen was marching towards them, her expression stormy.
"What in the stars is going on here?" She demanded.
"Frost!" Torch cried. "Thank goodness. These bird-brains won't let us hunt in our own territory!"
"This is our territory!" One of the rebels, Jack, called out. A chorus of 'yeah's promptly followed.
Casper stepped forward. "I apologize for them- we're mostly made up of cats with short fuses, anger issues, and bad pasts." He gave her a lopsided smile. "My name's Casper. Nice to meet you."
The slightly smaller she-cat gave a tight smile. "Hello, Casper. I'm Frost. That's Torch, the white and orange tom, the sandy one is Mel, and the young she-cat is Neo."
Mel wandered up next to Frost. "And we're sorry about Torch. He's like that."
"Hey!" The tom cried indignantly.
"Anyway," Frost continued. "As I'm sure Torch told you, this does happen to be one of our hunting grounds."
Casper nodded. "So I've heard. Problem is, this is the only place big enough to house and feed us all."
Frost's expression became unreadable for a few long moments before she spoke. "Very well. You may stay."
"But Frost, we'll starve!" Torch cried.
"No, we won't." The white she-cat assured him. "We'll make due. We always have."
"How many of you are there?" Casper asked.
"11," Frost responded. "And your group?"
"Rebellion, actually. And there's 10 of us."
The she-cat's ice-blue eyes turned to the larger cat. "Rebellion, huh? What are you rebelling against?"
"Shard and his army. The general rule of dogs over cats."
Torch let out a bark of harsh laughter. "Stupid." He chuckled. "Absolutely stupid. You can't ever change it- that's just how life is. Everywhere."
Mel nodded, sadness showing in his green eyes. "Yes, unfortunately, that's true. Although Shard's army is unusual."
Casper frowned. He didn't know that. He'd always figured that cats and dogs were equal everywhere else. That's what he wanted here.
"But that's just the point," A small, feminine voice stated. Owl's. "If everyone else is just like this-"
"That's not what I said."
"-then we need to change it. We need to be the catalysts. We need to give hope."
There was silence for a few moments before Frost broke it. "Well said, young cat. Well said."
More silence.
"So, uhh..."Casper shifted his paws awkwardly. "We could always use a few more-"
"No," Frost cut in. "We try to stick to ourselves." Casper frowned. "However, if you ever need us, we'll help. You'll be able to find us."
With that, Frost, Torch, Mel, and Neo all turned and wandered back into the forest.
Wow that was long
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Departures,
~KitKat