Hey you guys! Sorry I haven't updated. I haz been sick ):
Annnnyyyywaaaayyyys, thanks to Snowsong for the comments! It gives me inspiration, and as I have said before, encourages me to write new chapters.
So thankz, Snowwy! (Yuz, you haz a new nickname, Snowsong!)
Im gonna start calling myself Dovey again. Dove seems to for-cereal.
~Doveh (HEHEH. I LIED. IM NOT DOVEY, IM DOVEH!)
Winged: Chapter 10: Mixed Emotions and Broken Shyness
Dapplesong, glaring out of the warriors den, noticed the dawn light filtering in. "Hey, Dapplesong. You're awake, too?" Dapplesong looked to her side to see Pouncetail. His blue eyes were showing a shade of happiness, as he stared at the dapple-pelted warrior. "Yeah," Dapplesong finally mewed. "The dawn sun is so pretty." Pouncetail nodded and slid his body next to hers. "Reedwhisker assigned me on the dawn patrol. I can ask him if you can come, if you like." Dapplesong nodded, purring. "That would be great." Even though Pouncetail thought of her as a friend, Dapplesong still felt happy being next to him.
They stared into each other's eyes for several heartbeats, until they heard paws at the den entrance. Dapplesong's head snapped around to see Reedwhisker. "Pouncetail, the dawn patrol will be leaving soon." He mewed quietly, making sure not to wake the sleeping warriors. "Can Dapplesong come with us? She's really helpful." Reedwhisker dipped his head. "The more cats, the better. Hurry up, because they will be leaving soon." Reedwhisker left the den hurriedly. Dapplesong stretched her body and got up, Pouncetail copying her actions. Dapplesong peered out of the den to see Beechfur, Voletooth and Minnowpaw, his apprentice.
She flicked her tail, signaling for Pouncetail to follow. "Good morning," Dapplesong mewed shyly to the group. Minnowpaw bounced up. "All the apprentices miss you. It's not the same without you in the apprentices den." Dapplesong purred. "You will all be warriors soon," Beechfur grunted. "And then the warriors den will be crowded. We won't even have room for our tails lie on the ground!"
Pouncetail blinked amusedly at the warrior. "You're acting like an elder, Beechfur!" Beechfur purred at his friend. "I am, am I?" Pouncetail nodded, not expecting his friend to tumble on top of him. He pinned him to the ground. They began to play-fight like kits, while Voletooth, Minnowpaw and Dapplesong watched. Dapplesong chuckled. Voletooth rolled his eyes, hissing at their child-like behavior. "Stop acting like kits, and help with the patrol. Borders don't mark themselves!"
Beechfur stumbled off of his friend, glaring at the elder warrior. Dapplesong purred at the two toms, and set off to the camp entrance. She was walking beside Pouncetail, with Beechfur at his side, and Voletooth and Minnowpaw behind. She felt eyes burn into her fur, and glanced around. Her best friend, Minnowpaw, was behind her, purring at the site of Dapplesong and Pouncetail side by side. Dapplesong flicked her tail for her to come forward. Minnowpaw jogged ahead.
As soon as Minnowpaw was beside her, she whispered into her ear. "Tell Voletooth that we can mark ShadowClan border, and that the rest can go toward WindClan." The gray-and-white apprentice nodded, bounding toward her mentor. She whispered in his ear, which he nodded at what she said. "Beechfur, Pouncetail." He called. The two toms spun around, staring at the senior warrior. "Dapplesong and Minnowpaw will take it from here. Let's head over to WindClan, and meet back at camp." Pouncetail glanced at Dapplesong. "See you at camp," He purred.
Dapplesong shyly nodded, and bounced away with Minnowpaw. As soon as they were out of ear-shot, Minnowpaw faced her friend. "So, apprentice love has become more, eh?" She teased. She was talking about the times when she was "Dapplepaw" and Pouncetail was "Pouncepaw".
(FLASHBACK)
"Hey, Pouncepaw! Wanna join Barkclaw and I on a patrol?" "Um.. Maybe later, Beechpaw. I promised Dapplekit I wouldn't leave her all by herself." Beechpaw smirked. "Your first day as an apprentice and you still want to hang around the nursery?" Pouncepaw glanced at the nursery entrance. "Dapplekit's my friend. She's all alone in there. Spottedkit is always with Willowshine, and no other queens are there." Beechpaw rolled his eyes."Beechpaw, come on!" Barkclaw, his mentor, called. "Catch ya later, Pouncepaw!" The dusty colored tom bounded off, clearly excited for the forest adventure.
Pouncepaw smiled as he padded over to the nursery. Peering inside, he focused his eyes, getting them used to the dark den. "Dapplekit?" The older kit sprung up, out of her nest, happy at the sound of his voice. "You kept the promise!" She purred. He trot inside, and lay next to her. "I never break promises to good friends." She nuzzled his shoulder. "Thank you for caring." Dapplekit mewed softly. Pouncepaw licked her head.
"You know no one likes me. Spottedkit always treats me like... like crowfood.." She whimpered. Pouncepaw glared at her. "Don't say that. Your sister is doing what she thinks is best. And so what if no one likes you? I will always like you." She purred. "Spottedkit says that Leopardstar is making us apprentices in a few dawns." "Thats great! We can patrol together!"
"I also heard that Dawnflower is pregnant." Dapplekit mewed to him. "That's good. More apprentices."
(MOON LATER)
"Have you seen Minnowkit, Pebblekit, and Tumblekit?" Dapplepaw asked her best friend, Pouncepaw. He shook his head. "They are so cute!" Dapplepaw purred. Beechpaw padded up. "Dawnflower's kits are adorable!" He purred. "I know!" Dapplepaw started chatting with Beechpaw about the kits. "Are you all ready?" Stonestream, Dapplepaw's mentor, called. (I changed her mentor cuz Pouncepaw's mentor was Reedwhisker) The apprentices nodded, padding along with their mentors.
"Let's head to WindClan territory," Reedwhisker mewed. Pouncepaw brushed pelts with Dapplepaw as they followed Reedwhisker. She turned her head, looking into his eyes. As she gazed deeply into them, she felt a sudden spark. I.. I love him! She realized, as if the spark was a signal. She was lost in his gaze for many moments. As she shared looks with the tom, she ran into a tree.
The head-on crash was so hard, she had passed out. Her hearing, though, had not completely ebbed away, yet. "Stonestream!" She heard Pouncepaw yell, worriedly. "Dapplepaw is injured!" Dapplepaw heard paws thudding toward her body, and felt the presence of her senior mentor. "Beechpaw, Barkclaw. Fetch Willowshine and Spottedpaw. Hurry!" Two sets of paws ebbed away.
She felt a familiar body curl around hers, as it always had done. "It will be okay, Dapplepaw," It was Pouncepaw, licking at her bleeding head. "I will protect you." Her hearing had finally gone, and Dapplepaw was now in complete darkness. Then all was bright, and around her she saw cats, very bright star-lit ones, playing and running. She heard a voice behind her, one she had not heard in awhile.
"Welcome to StarClan, daughter." She spun around, facing her mother, Lakestream. In the nursery, she had to leave early to fight in battle, in which she died in. "Lakestream.." Dapplepaw breathed. "I'm dead..?" The starry, dark blue-gray she-cat shook her head. "Only stunned, Dapplepaw. I have brought you a message." Dapplepaw stared at her mother in awe, all ears ready for her message. "A Dappled Song will meet a Pouncing Tail, forming into lovers. Although not known yet, feelings will show soon." The forest died away, and she was again in the darkness.
Being in the dark made her feel depressed- as if she were dead, but not yet in the starry places of ancestors. Her hearing was flowing back in, were she could hear a conversation ringing out. "Willowshine, is she dead?" It was Pouncepaw! He had cared to see her! "No, young one. Come close; feel her chest." Moments later, Dapplepaw felt a soft pelt brush her chest. "Dapplepaw's alive!" He breathed. Willowshine simply purred. "I can't wait to be a warrior with her!" What's he talking about? We won't be warriors until two moons! Dapplepaw thought, confusedly. "Pouncepaw, she has been knocked out for a moon. She must recover for at least another moon." I.. I've been.. I've been knocked out for a moon? "She will have to be a warrior after you. I am truly sorry, Pouncepaw."
"I must leave to get more yarrow with Spottedpaw." Willowshine concluded, pelting out of the den. Before she exited, she turned to him. "You can watch over her, if you like." Pouncepaw eagerly nodded. He curled up around her body, like he normally did, and licked Dapplepaw's soft head. "Oh, Dapplepaw.. I'm so sorry.." He whispered, sadly.
The Flashback whirled in Dapplesong's head wildly, that she was zoned out for several heartbeats.
"Dapplesong? You there?" Minnowpaw's voice snapped her back into real life. "Y-Yes, Yes I am." She shivered, remembering the vision in her head. "So? About you and Pouncetail?" Dapplesong's eyes widened. "I- I love him. I... I hope he loves me, too.." "Are you kidding me, Dapplesong? He surely loves you! Remember when you were knocked out for a moon?" Dapplesong nodded. "He visited you every day. He would never sleep until he knew you were fine." Dapplesong's heart filled with love at those words. "R-really?" Minnowpaw pressed against her. "Yes, really,"
"Now, lets get this border marked before Voletooth turns us into crow-food!" She teased. They left to mark borders, and quickly hurried back to camp. "Now, Dapplesong, when you get back to camp, share some prey with Pouncetail. Open up to him. It will make him feel like he can trust you." "But I've always opened up to him," Minnowpaw glared at her. "Well, open up more!" She purred. Dapplesong shrugged. "I always open up to Mallowpaw," She mewed, thinking of the handsome tom.
As she peered into her beloved camp, she was Pouncetail chatting with Otterheart, a RiverClan she-cat. Minnowpaw looked at her. "I think you lost your chance, Dapplesong." Her eyes widened. "N-No... I always share fresh-kill with him before bed. My chance is not lost." She paused. "And he can have friends if he wants." Minnowpaw rolled her eyes, and muttered un-heard words.
She padded into camp, and went to the fresh-kill pile. As she picked up a pheasant, she felt a pelt brush against her. "Hi, Dapplesong," She jerked around, startled. "Hello?" She mewed, after noticing no one was there. "We will talk more, soon. Do not fear. I am here to help." The voice brushed away like the wind on a stormy day. Forgetting it, she went to the medicine den. "Spottedpelt?" She called to her sister.
Moments later, the spotted she-cat appeared. "Is something wrong, Dapplesong?" She asked, nonchalantly. "No, but.. do you have a moment?" Spottedpelt pelted back in her den. "Willowshine, can you manage on your own? I have to talk to Dapplesong." "I've got it, Spottedpelt. You talk with your sister." She paused, purring. "You only have one sister." Spottedpelt came out once again, and silently followed Dapplesong. They reached the lake-shore, where it was quiet, and not many cats went to. "Spottedpelt, has StarClan said anything lately? You know... about the.. the eight?" Spottedpelt purred, rolling her eyes. "That's not what you really want to talk about, now is it?"
Dapplesong sighed. "I wanted to ask about Pouncetail.." Spottedpelt licked her sisters head. "I think he loves Otterheart, Dapplesong. I'm sorry." Dapplesong's eyes widened. "Oh.." She hung her head. "You can go to the meeting by yourself, tonight... Tell them I'm sick..." Spottedpelt wrapped her tail around Dapplesong's body. "I'm truly sorry. I know how much you loved him." Dapplesong didn't reply. She lightly pushed Spottedpelt off of her, headed back to camp, head hanging.
As she padded back in, she noticed that several cats were staring at her. She glared at them, a sad look still lingering. Dapplesong went to the warriors den, flopping down into her nest. "Dapplesong? Are you okay?" She lifted her head, seeing Pouncetail. She had a cold, sad look. "I'm fine," She whispered, weakly. "Go enjoy your day." She felt his body wrap around hers. "Dapplesong, tell me whats wrong." She glared up at him. "I said I'm fine! Leave me alone!" She hissed. He got up, sadness flowing off of him. "Fine." He mewed, coldly. "I'll leave."
Dapplesong had always been sweet and gentle, and now she was even more upset. She had said harsh things to the one cat she truly loved. Now she felt like a fox-hearted she-cat. As she drifted into sleep, the tears gently flowed off her cheeks. When she woke, she was in a dim-lighted forest. "Hello?" She whispered, fearfully. "We can now finally talk." It was the voice from earlier. It was an orange she-cat, with a black splotch on her left front paw. "W-Who are you?"
"As I said before, Dapplesong, nothing should be feared. I am called Thornheart." She paused. "I was once of RiverClan, before I died." "Wow! Your a StarClan cat!" Thornheart nodded. "I saw what has happened, down on your camp." Dapplesong flopped down, pushing her muzzle into her paws. "I really do love him, Thornheart." "Yes, dear one, I know. I have come to help you."
Dapplesong jumped up. "How? Tell me!" Thornheart purred. "Revenge, Dapplesong." She whispered, evilly. Dapplesong jumped back. "W-What? I would never do anything to harm Pouncetail!" Thornheart growled. "It is the only way to show him your feelings!" "N-No! I won't hurt Pouncetail!" She cried. "I won't let you hurt him!" The orange and black she-cat threw herself at Dapplesong, pinning her to the ground. "Listen, here. You will do as I say, or I will kill you." Dapplesong struggled underneath her. "B-but your from StarClan, and your dead! You can't kill me in my dreams!"
Thornheart bent down, whispering into her ear. "I lied. I am from the Dark Forest." She then raised her voice. "And we can kill you in your dreams!" She paused, growling. "Here's a choice, Dapplesong: You can either die right here from my claws, or do as I say." Dapplesong stared in the she-cats ambitious green eyes. "I will never do as you say." She whispered. "Fine. Then, Dapplesong, you die right here." Thornheart slid her claws out, and raked them deeply into Dapplesong's chest.
Dapplesong gurgled blood, as it dripped out of her mouth. "Thank you for a good life, StarClan.." Thornheart hissed. She bit into Dapplesong's neck, watching her die slowly. "Sweet dreams, weakling."
Oh no.. Dapple is dead! )': NOW WHAT?! THE EIGHT... D:
~Dove
I OWN SEVEN OF THE EIGHT WARRIORS. SNOWSONG OWNS SPOTTEDPELT. I DO NOT OWN WARRIORS. THE ERINS DO.