Chapter Three: In RiverClan
"And that's why ThunderClan can't stand to get their paws wet!" Graymist let out a quick mrrow of amusement, "I see, Mintfur!" Troutpaw grumbled, "I don't see what's so funny... I just wanna get this over with... I'm tired, and wanna do something to warm me up!" Mintfur sighed, "So do I, but we can't, not until-" He stopped when a *Whoosh... Pop!* interrupted him, "What in the name of StarClan was that?" Troutpaw mewed ecstatically, "Maybe something to liven this patrol up!" And promptly darted towards it. "No! Troutpaw! Don't just dash into danger like that! You'll get killed!" Troutpaw frowned, "Okay, so instead I just wait for you two to walk there, as slow as ya please?" Greymist glowered at her feisty apprentice, "Yes. You will." Troutpaw pouted. "But I don't wanna!" She complained. Mintfur growled, "You'd better listen to Greymist, or I doubt you'll be allowed at the next gathering!" Greymist snapped, "Stay out of it!" And began to stalk towards the noise. Followed by Troutpaw and Mintfur, who exchanged bewildered glances at Greymist's hostility.
Soon, they reached the spot where the noise came from, and there, lay two cats, a black-grey tom, and a golden tabby she-cat. They seemed to both be sleeping. And Greymist narrowed her eyes. "These cats are bad news... Look at them... Just sleeping there like that..."
"Yeah, I bet they're plotting to kill us all right now!" Mintfur joked.
"This is serious!" Greymist snarled.
"Alright, alright!" Mintfur sighed.
"Troutpaw, go get Willowshine!" Greymist growled.
"Why?" Troutpaw asked.
"Just do it!" Greymist spat.
"Okay okay!" Troutpaw darted off.
Mintfur frowned, "We really need a medicine cat for this?" Greymist hissed, "You may be a blind old badger, but I'm not. A mysterious whooshy-poppy noise? Two strange cats appearing in the middle of RiverClan territory? It's obviously a prophecy!" Mintfur frowned some more, "What?" Greymist snaps, "A prophecy! You fishbrain!" Mintfur growled, "I heard you, I just don't understand why you're making such a big fuss outta this... It's a couple intruders, why don't we just chase 'em off and be done with it?" Greymist shook her head, "I shouldn't have expected you to understand..."
Winry stirred slightly, her eyelids felt heavy, and the ground felt so comfy, she just wanted to sleep... But the voices weren't stopping, and she decided that she'd better check them out. She opened her eyes, and saw beside her, a cat around her size, he was jet-black, except for his front left leg, and back right leg, which were grey. She frowned, 'a cat shouldn't be my size...' But her mind still felt fuzzy. That is, until she saw her paws. "What?! I'm a cat?!" She yelped, and stared at the black tom again, he looked vaguely familiar, 'could it be...? Wrath?' She stared, and wondered how this happened... Both she, and Wrath, were transformed into cats? She felt too tired to wonder about it anymore then decide that it was somehow, Ed's fault. She decided, that whatever happened next. She wouldn't be around for. And then, from both exhaustion and shock, she fainted.
Wrath yawned, and opened one eye. Things looked... 'Weird...' Like he was seeing something from new eyes... He doubted it was possible. But didn't really care. He stood up, and stretched. Freezing in mid-stretch, and staring down at his paws, "W-what?" He mewed fearfully, "What happened?" He looked around him, but saw only a sleeping golden tabby she-cat, and several, unfriendly looking, cats. "It wasn't me!" He yowled. And promptly, fainted.
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Okay, really sorry for the short chapter. But I was seriously sleep deprived when I wrote this, and... Well, that's me excuse.
Once again, please R&R!
