Just read all of the past chapters. I am going to be fiddling with them for the next few weeks, cos they suck. They will be longer and neater. So you may want to re-read them. With each updated chapter I think I'll have a short chapter. I need to get (better at) writing.
For now here's a short chapter. I stress the word short.
SHORT.
And yeah, you do deserve more for reading through all the crap.
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Hollyleaf... Hollyleeeafff... HOLLYLEAF!
The black she-cat listened dazed as a thousand voices swirled around her head.
Hollyleaf!
Where was she?
She tried to call out, to answer the voices but no noise came from her throat. She was vaguely aware of darkness around her, but she couldn't make out any shapes.
Hollyleaf!
She shivered. What do you want? she thought, attempting (and failing) to open her mouth.
You.
What do you want with ME?
It made no sense...
There was a pause, as if the voices were considering.
To talk.
Talk then.
Hollyleaf open your eyes...
The pale light filtering into the barn woke Hollyleaf as a shiver rippled through her spine. She winced, realizing the probably woke the tom she was curled up with.
Why should it matter? It'd be funny to wake that furball! she thought.
But she didn't.
Instead she slowly unwrapped her tail from around him and slid away. Padding over to the door.
The snow was melting, and she had been enjoying the time spent out of her hay filled... home.
She tested the word nervously. "Home..."
Of course it's home, mouse-brain, you live here, she scolded herself.
It had felt good. Thinking she had a home.
Ash was silent for a moment, shifting from paw to paw, golden eyes wide and aimed at the soft carpet beneath her paws. She was the picture of discomfort.
"Holly... It's so hard to explain," cried the cat, "he told me that you were... needed elsewhere. No, that's not right... this is all too confusing."
Holly sighed. This wasn't what she had expected from the cat.
"I think it would be more accurate to say that someone was waiting for you, that they needed you. It was all so obscure!"
"Ash, I have things to do you know... what's the best way to explain it?" Holly meowed in annoyance.
"He said someone was waiting for you, that you needed to be there." she meowed, nervously.
That doesn't sound corny at all.. thought Holly sarcastically. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Instead she let out a somewhat strained meow, "anything else?"
The dappled tortoiseshell nodded.
For a moment it was quite, and, as confused Holly stood up to leave, Ash spoke up. "He said you wouldn't believe me," she purred. Her edge coming back.
"I don't," Holly meowed bluntly.
"You are presumed dead by your family, are you not? Your brothers are Lionblaze and Jayfeather. You killed Ashfur. Your Parents are Leafpool and Crowfeather," she paused, seeing the look on Holly's face, "I could go on, but I won't."
Holly blinked. How?
How?
Ash gave a smug purr. Curling her tail around her paws.
The black cat stiffened. Could she give all this up? She decided Ash wasn't lying, how could she be? Patch didn't know the names of her family and she certainly didn't tell anyone else her story.
"Please listen, this is important," started Holly.
Ash yawned. "Save it."
"But how could you know all that?" wailed Holly.
The fur along Ash's back prickled. "Shade told me," she meowed.
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I am so unhappy with this fic at the moment. It's so boring, there's no action.