The Fourth (ШAЯЯιФЯṨ-Ѧ-ĦƳƄɌІᴅṨ-ṨṬṎЯƳ)

by ClawMoon

Every century three hybrids are born. I am one of them, but I'm the fourth, I'm impossible to be. And a short time after I join Shadowclan, someone called Tigerstar haunts my nightmares, and Firestar, my dreams. Both are tugging me to each side, and I don't know which to go. On the fourth moon, during the fourth night, the fourth will tell the wrong and the right.

3. Chapter 3

"Wait. Is that what I..."

It was coming closer.

"Run!"

I ran, skidding into an alleyway ahead hoping to find an escape route, the dog was quickly gaining on us.

I turned a corner, only to find another. I then turned on that and saw a dead end. Thunder looked at me. I nodded, somehow understanding.

We are going to jump it.

1...

2...

3...

We jumped together, flying through the air. My paws were on the wall. I made it! Turning to my side, Thunder was alright too. We made it. Together.

Only one problem.

Where are we!?

I took a secon to look at the scenery. Surrounding me is a forest, made up of thick pine trees that spread out and then formed the marshes, where a river flowed through.

My stomach growled. "Umm. Can we...?"

"Yes, go hunting. We meet back here, near the days' end." Thunder then paused before taking off into the forest, I did the same.

A strange scent came over me, I ignored it.

Our hunting technique is not of a cats', but our own. Made by our own creative minds. We never knew how to stalk, so we made our technique.

Scenting the air was me, finding the scent of a mouse nearby.

I jumped onto a tree, heading silently in its direction. On the third tree it came into view, nibbling on a nut, fallen two trees over. Jumping one more, before pouncing, lead to the death of the creature.

I carried it and brought it back to the brick wall, seeing Thunder with a rabbit in his jaws and dropping it to the ground.

I gave a leap and landed atop of it, dropping the mouse.

We ate each an equal amount of the meal, half and half. Seemed fair.

Currently, it is night, the blowing wind sending chills up my spine. "Are you cold?" Thunder asked, keeping warm with the cause of his thick pelt.

He curled around me, and I was warm, with closing my eyes I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

...

I felt a claw poke me awake.

"Five more minutes, Thunder." I groaned, but awakened. Soon, I felt the presence of others. "Who are you?" I asked, afraid. "And, where is Thunder?"

"We just want to ask you one thing, why are you in Shadowclan territory?"