You know what these things need? SPELL CHECK-- I'm a HORRIBLE speller
I do not own warriors...dang.
Reedpaw kept his distance from Vipertail the next day. Sparrowpaw practicly dragged Minnowpelt and Kestreltail out the thorn barrier to patrol. Vinepaw and Badgerclaw were on a hunting patrol with Fleckfur. All Reedpaw had to do was avoid certain cats... and he-
"Hey Reedpaw!" Bluefoot's bright meow surprised him. He turned to face his mentor. "I got Rushpaw and Shadowclaw to train with us," she meowed.
Rushpaw and Shadowclaw were padding to them, Rushpaw bristling with exitment; Shadowclaw looking rather bored.
The four cats set out in the forest. They made their way to the ShallowRiver and began to cross. The ShallowRiver was part of the larger river that BrookClan lived by. The ShallowRiver marked the edge of BrushClan territory. The ShallowRiver breaks in two and part of it rus through PineClan territory, blocking off a small clear hunting space. BrushClan cats often snuck over there because no PineClan scents lingered there. All of PineClan can't stand water, and the area is so small they don't seem to care. BrushClan uses the territory as a training ground.
"Alright!" Rushpaw pelted through the water and emerged on the other side to shake his long tabby fur dry. The other three crossed more slowly; Reedpaw winced as the water uncomfortably soaked his belly fur. He was not found of water much either.
"Attack me!" Rushpaw meowed.
Reedpaw moved forward slowly. He stoped about two rabbit lengths away and began caculating his attack. Rushpaw had all four paws spreadout on the ground. He's be pretty solid from a frontal attack...
I could rush at his side and knock him over... Or maybe I should jump over him and-
"I'm waiting!" Rushpaw dragged out the word in a friendly-but tauntung- way.
Reedpaw raced forward. Rushpaw stood on his hind legs and waited to crash down on Reedpaw. But Reedpaw swerved to the side and knocked into Rushpaw, unbalencing him. Rushpaw landed on his stomache with a quiet thump.
Reedpaw pinned him down and let out a play growl. Rushpaw suddenly pushed upward and sent Reedpaw flying across the grass. He landed in a roll and sat up, flicking a bit of moss from behinde his ears.
"Alright, you got me!" he meowed, standing up. Rushpaw bounded forward and met Reedpaw beside Bluefoot and Shadowclaw. Shadowclaw gave a small dip of his head in aproveal to his apprentice. Bluefoot was beaming. "Great! Now, let's split up for a second; I'll do an attack move on Shadowclaw- you both watch and try the move on each other after."
Reedpaw sat down and watched his mentor, glad for a moment, he could concentrate on something other than Vipertail.
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Sparrowpaw, Minnowpelt and Kestreltail were sniffing around the border. MossClan had been keeping their distance scince Snowfall's death, Sparrowpaw reflected. Minnowpelt raised her head, "Well...they either think death awaits them if they come near their own borderline, or they don't care about borders."
"Which do you think it is?" Kestreltail meowed flicking her playfully with his tail.
Minnowtail narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. "Well," she meowed, oviously trying to sound like she was trying to sound serious, "I think they just don't care. I think we scared Ivywind pretty badly, don't you?"
"Oh, I heard she was shaken in her fur," Kestreltail purred.
Sparrowpaw blinked her eyes in silent laughter. These two may be serious warriors, but the siblings were still apprentices at easy going times.
Suddenly, Sparrowpaw pricked her ears. A dark tabby pelt was shifting through the ferns behinde them. Sparrowpaw thought she scented BrushClan and for a moment thought it was Vinepaw. "Er- I think I scented mouse," she meowed. "I'll be right back."
Minnowpelt nodded in aproval, and Sparrowpaw began to stalk forward. She followed the cat for awhile, sure now it wasn't Vinepaw. He seemed to be leading her somewhere. StarClan! She had heard stories of StarClan sending their cats while a living one was awake- if the message was that importent.Was it possible it was happening to her?
No. She stopped short. Something in her head told her this was not a StarClan warrior. "Who are you?" she hissed. The cat- now only a few rabbit hops ahead of her- turned dark amber eyes on her.
"StarClan!" She meowed, suddenly verry frightend.
Vipertail turned his body to face her head on. She now saw the tabby fur was mud, plasterd on him.
"Get away from me murderer!" she spat. Vipertail's ears flicked. In a voice that oviously was changed to discuise him, he meowed, "So you know I'm the mystery murdering tyrant? What an honor for me to be discovered by you and your brothers. Let me return the honor..."
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Vinepaw opened his mouth and drank in the scent. He couldn't stop himslef from bristling at the piney scent. "PineClan just passed by," he reported. Fleckfur opened her mouth and recoiled in discust. "PineClan are getting too close to our border, Badgerclaw."
The black tom curled his lip. "Well, we can't do anything unless they cross the border...all we can do is report to Hawkstar."
Vinepaw sunk his claws into the ground. How dare PineClan even threaten to cross their border? BrushClan never did that to them!
Badgerclaw flicked his tail and Vinepaw snapped out of his thoughts. He and Fleckfur stood up to follow. Vinepaw noticed the thin tortishell was emenating fear. He could smell it. What was she nervous about? Afraid the big bad PineClan cats might come and get you? he taunted her silently. But Fleackfur gave no sign she heard his thought insult.
Vinepaw ran over to the small birch tree and dug up his mice. Three mice proudly caught for the Clan. He carried them back to Badgerclaw and Fleckfur, who were also digging up their caught prey. They went back to the camp.
Apon entering the camp, Vinepaw imidiatley knew something was wrong. Icewind, Dawnbreeze and Blackfrost were bristling near the nursery; Appleleaf and Robintail were crouched in the medicine cat den; Hawkstar and Vipertail were at the mouth of the warriors' den. Hazepaw was letting out a quiet whine. Rockface let out a quiet snarl as they three cats entered the camp, but he then relaxed.
"StarClan are messing with us..." the old warrior meowed gravley.
Badgerclaw looked at him quizzicly. "What's happened?"
"Sparrowpaw's been attacked."
Hmm... what to make of this...