Ahhh… the joys of writing! I've been developing better writing skills, and so hopefully this turns out really well!
The Dark Forest was dark. Well, darker than usual. Every evil entity knew something deadly was stirring (Not that they didn't want it to stir!). Hollowstar knew that Hawkfrost and he were the trigger, setting it off like a startled rabbit. Heart thrumming with excitement, Hollowstar reviewed his plans. Nothing, not even the tiniest thing, could go wrong…
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Everything was going wrong!! Petalpaw frantically flitted around, trying to guess which herb was which. She couldn't tell poppy from marigold in this dark mouse-brained den! Roseleaf watched, her amusement clear on her face. "Petalpaw? I just asked for some moss," Roseleaf, dieing to laugh, let out a tiny snort.
"Oh…" Petalpaw sighed. Dreams of Hollowstar left her tired, and she felt as though she had not slept at all. Petalpaw sulked toward the neat niche in the side of the den, squinting when the faint sunlight hit her.
'I'm not sure what to do… Hollowstar could be aiming to destroy the mountains for all I know… In fact, he probably is…' Petalpaw's thought trailed off whenever she started to think about it. Robotically, she brought the moss to Roseleaf, who took it as if it were the moonstone of the old tales.
"Thank you, most graceful cat," Roseleaf said sarcastically, voice muted by the moss. Petalpaw simply stalked out of the den. Looking up, Petalpaw realizedthe moon was visible. Still visible? This late in the day? No way! Petalpaw stared at the moon. It seemed stunningly similar to Hollowstar's eye, cold and piercing, but beautiful. Petalpaw twitched, shaking her head. 'I never thought that.'
"Hello, Petal," Said a dangerous voice behind her. Every cat in the clearing froze at the sound of Wishingsoul's nickname for Petalpaw. Grief and fury ripped through Petalpaw and she spun around, hissing.
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Hollowstar laughed at her reaction. "Get… away…. from… me!" Petalpaw growled, teeth bared with her anger. The cats around the clearing gasped.
The reaction was too much for them, Hollowstar guessed. "But why?" Hollowstar smirked, stepping closer.
"Be-b-because!!" Petalpaw spluttered, her loud, shallow breaths coming fast. Her ear flicked back and forth quickly, her eyes shifting. At last, Petalpaw let out a frustrated hiss and dashed away.
Hollowstar felt the guilt again. It sagged his shoulders and drooped his whiskers. Why did he have to do that? How did it help? Hollowstar didn't know. He just didn't know.
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Petalpaw's mind was a whirlwind of violent emotions. She flew through the territory, claws tearing, pads sore. Hollowstar was… was… so terrible! No, he was more than that. He was evil. Pure evil. And he liked her. Petalpaw screeched to a halt. Quite suddenly, she felt nothing but violation. Not only by Hollowstar, but by Brightclan. Why didn't they just send a sign, or some sort of help?
She clawed the rocky ground, irritated. Petalpaw would not go back. She could not. Not with Hollowstar there, mucking up her life! But what about Hollowstar's plans? "Oh… I have to go back…" Petalpaw moaned. She started the long walk back to camp, totally drained.
Yay! Still short, yup! But a nice chapter, no?