Chapter Two
Okay before we start this chapter I just wanted to cover some things. First of all, thank,you for reading or at least looking at my story! And remember to leave a review, even the bad ones help. Oh, by the way this story is finished, and I'll be posting one chapter everyday, so there is no wait. And I think that I forgot to do a disclaimer so here we go. I do not own or claim any of the warriors franchise. Hope that was alright, anyway enjoy the story.
After walking awhile they came to Wild's den. It was nothing much just a hole dug out of the side of a hill, surrounded by a clearing of trees.
Wild and the cat entered the hole and Wild picked up a rabbit, the only prey she had managed to catch that day and pushed it to the she-cat who dug hungrily into it. "Must not be very good at hunting" thought Wild noting the cats thin frame, and ravenous appetite."
After the cat finished eating Wild cleared her throat and said "Well now that you're done stuffing your face with my food, it looks like you need to fulfill your end of the bargain." "Of course" said the the cat and she took a quick look at Wild's injuries before picking out a leaf from her pile.
She daintily chewed it before spitting it out onto Wild's side. Wild was surprised a how the pain vanished almost instantly. "Okay" said the cat "You need to sit still for awhile and let the juice sink in." Wild looked the cat up and down, really seeing what she looked like for the first time. She had dark grey fur and her back was covered in black markings. The she-cat had large green eyes that contrasted with her small size, and she looked about seven moons old.
"So" the she-cat said "My names Cloverpaw, what's yours?"
"Wild" the tabby said "Neat name" responded Cloverpaw "So anyway does your clan have weird names like that?" "Um...What's a clan?" Wild asked "Oh" said Cloverpaw "So your a rogue than." Wild didn't know what that was but she pressed further "So what is this 'Clan' thing that you talk so much about?"
"Well" said Cloverpaw "It's a big group of cats who care for each other and have different jobs." "Like.." said Wild "I'm getting to that!" snapped Cloverpaw "There's the Leader. They're in charge of the clan, their name ends with star, and they have nine lives." "What kind of cat would want that much responsibility?"
asked Wild. Cloverpaw wrapped her tail around herself and said "Well in a clan it's a big honor, and then there's the Deputy. They are chosen by the Leader and they take their pace after the Leader dies."
"So what's to stop the deputy from turning around and killing the Leader" Interrupted Wild again. "The Leader does their best to pick a noble and just cat" retorted Cloverpaw "Though they don't always chose right…"
Wild tilted her head and Cloverpaw shook herself saying "Oh nevermind, anyway there's also the Medicine cat who's responsible for healing and caring for their clan" "Like you" Said Wild "Oh uh yeah" said Cloverpaw "But I just uh um, picked up my skills on my own" "Spending all day flower picking, and putting leaves on cuts" said Wild "Yep, sounds useful." "Without me your wounds would be infected" Cloverpaw reminded her. Continuing, Cloverpaw said " Anyway most cats are warriors, they fight hunt and defend the clan." she wrapped her tail around her legs"And they train the apprentices, who are to old to be kits but two young to be warriors." "Like you" said Wild
"Oh uh yes I was an apprentice in my old clan." "Must have been a bad one, you were beaten by a scrawny weasel over some flowers, no wonder they kicked you out." Cloverpaw tensed "It wasn't like that!" she snapped "It-it just wasn't a good place for me so I left. "Anyway" she said going on "Queens are she-cats who are pregnant or have kits, and elders are cats who are to old to hunt"
"Wow they sound useless, why would the clan keep them around?" said Wild "That's not the point" Cloverpaw angrily "The point of a clan is to love and care for each other, not like some group of rogues who turn someone out the moment they can't hunt."
Cloverpaw sniffed Wild's wound and said "It looks like it's finished soaking" and then took of the herbs before retiring to the far side of the cave to sleep. Wild watched her for awhile before curling up herself.
As she drifted off Wild couldn't help but think of a group where everyone loved and cared for each other. "What would it be like living there?" she thought.