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The Journey to Mountainclan Camp
Just like the day before, Whisperkit woke with the sun in her eyes.
But that was where the similarities between the two points in time ended. Her leg held a painful throbbing. She was not lying on soft moss, but the cold stone that surrounded her. And she was not stuck in a comfortable tangle of family. The only other occupant of this stone prison was her newfound friend, Slickkit.
And as far as Slickkit was concerned, Whisperkit was confused. All that she had ever heard about Desertclan were bad things. They were supposed to be cold hearted. Yet Slickkit was constantly concerned about her leg. And they were supposed to turn on you the first chance that they got. But Slickkit had gotten plenty of chances. He hadn't hurt her once!
Every tale, rumor, or scary story Whisperkit had heard about Desertclan was being proven false. And it was making Whisperkit's head spin. What else had her clan lied to her about?
She tried to get into a more comfortable position. But she immediately felt a blinding pain in her leg that left her gasping.
'Okay Whisperkit, moving is not a good idea. But we're fine. We just need to think of a way to get out of here,'Whisperkit thought to herself
If only she could get the light out of her eyes.
That thought gave Whisperkit an idea. If there was light down here then they must be close to the surface. And there was enough space between most of the rocks for a small cat to fit through.
Whisperkit couldn't climb up because of her leg . . .
But Slickkit could. He wasn't stuck down here for any reason besides not knowing how to get out. But did Whisperkit really trust him enough to go get help. He was a Desertclan cat after all. But everything she had heard from Slickkit, and from what Whisperkit herself had observed, all those stories were false.
Whisperkit could give Slickkit directions to camp. Mountainclan would never turn away a kit. Rainstar wouldn't allow it.
With her plan in mind, Whisperkit leaned over and gave Slickkit a nudge. He rolled over, mumbling something about flying shrews. She could hardly keep from letting her amusement show as she nudged him again.
He sleepily blinked his eyes. And gave Whisperkit an annoyed expression at her refusal to let him sleep.
"What?" He asked.
"There's sunlight down here," Whisperkit looked at him expecting him to let out a howl of excitement.
Slickkit stared at her like she was crazy.
"Yeah so . . ." He said slowly.
Whisperkit glared at him and snapped, "so, mousebrain, you can climb to the top of the rocks and get help. It shouldn't be very far to the surface. The light's strong enough to blind me."
"ME! Why me?" Slickkit seemed panicked at the thought of climbing the rocks and then deliberately facing some hostile Mountainclan warriors. Even he wasn't that insane!
Whisperkit used a tone that made it sound like she was talking to someone stupid. "Well I can't climb up because of my leg . . . And that leaves you. Seeing as you're the only other cat down here."
Slickkit took a deep breath, and he seemed scared out of his wits. But that didn't stop him as he said, "Okay, you're right. How do I get to Mountainclan camp?"
"Once you get out, try to find a path with an overhanging cliff. Take that until a stream crosses it. Then follow the stream up the mountain. After a while you'll come across a trail that smells strongly of Mountainclan. It's one of the most common used paths and will take you right to Mountainclan camp." Whisperkit said.
Slickkit climbed up onto one of the rocks above their tiny prison cell. He turned when Whisperkit called his name.
"Be careful," she said in a hushed whisper.
Slickkit nodded and turned. His black fur was barely visible as he continued his ascent. Leaving Whisperkit in her own new personal hell.
Slickkit's POV
Slickkit grunted as he hoisted himself up the last rock and into the light. He collapsed on the stone. And closed his eyes with a sigh, it was way too bright. But it felt good, he had never thought that he would feel the sun on his fur again.
When he could open his eyes without them sizzling out of their sockets, he surveyed his surroundings. Most of the rocks that had been scattered across the lower part of the mountainside were in a confusing jumble at the slope's foot. The few trees that had been there had gotten ripped up by their roots. Slickkit could see a few of their remains and bark was splintered everywhere. He could understand why Mountainclan had assumed that they were dead. It seemed like no cat could have survived what had caused this wreckage!
How could he find Whisperkit again in all of this rubble? Slickkit needed something to mark his path so he could find his way back. Something that would mark every step he took.
He shifted and winced at the sting in his paw. The pain gave him an idea. There was one thing that Slickkit always had with him that could mark his every pawstep. Blood.
Slickkit lifted his paw and stared at the pad. There was only a slight scratch. Not enough to make a continuous mark all the way to Mountainclan camp.
He took a deep breath and bent his head, digging his teeth into his paw. It stung white hot, but he didn't stop until the distinct taste of blood flooded his mouth. He pulled his head back and stared at the red substance dripping from the puncture wounds he had created in his pad.
Slickkit had a limp in his stride as he went from rock to rock. He hadn't been looking up. So when the huge bird swooped down, missing him by mouselengths, he freaked.
Sounds like a mouse being strangled, escaped his mouth and he shot down the nearest hole in the rocks he could find. The large bird peered in at Slickkit. It tilted its head and tried to reach him.
The big bird's beak sliced into Slickkit's shoulder. Making Slickkit let out a howl of pain. And he tried to scoot farther into the small hole to avoid the dangerous bird.
The bird tormented Slickkit for what seemed like many painful seasons. Its beak and claws creating more cuts along Slickkit's pelt. But eventually it gave up and flew away. Hoping to find some easier prey, no doubt.
Slickkit edged out of the small hole and stared around warily. Yet there was only the hard stone and the blue sky, the sun right overhead. He could see no danger. So, as long as he was careful, Slickkit didn't see the problem in going on. And he started the opposite way from the trail he had made before.
Eventually he reached the last rock and he leaped down. It took him a minute to remember that he was supposed to find the path with a cliff overhang. But once he did he spotted it immediately.
The imposing cliff face made chills go down Slickkit's spine. If that rock collapsed while he was beneath it, Slickkit could never survive. He wanted to turn and run the other way. Yet, Slickkit's paws carried him forward.
He went down the path as fast as his wounds would allow. And it didn't seem to take very long for Slickkit to reach the small mountain stream that Whisperkit had told him about. Its happy gurgling calmed him down.
He knelt down and took a long drink. It felt icy as it slid down his throat. And it tasted fresher than he was used to.
He stood up and started padding up the mountain. The stream had a winding path. And he enjoyed watching the water race past him in the opposite direction.
It took a while, but eventually Slickkit reached the path. And, just as Whisperkit had told him it would, the path smelled strongly of Mountainclan. The sharp, fresh, scent that smelled like the sky on a rainy day made Slickkit's nose twitch.
He started down the trail. The sound of moving water faded away. And moving dots in the sky made fear strike Slickkit's stomach as he remembered the giant bird.
He eventually made it down the path without meeting any patrols. But, when some high jagged sone walls appeared, so did three warriors. All of them silent as a shadow.
The light brown she-cat padded up to Slickkit. Bending her head to take in Slickkit's scent.
"Desertclan," she reported.
"Then he's not our problem," the large gray tom said, narrowing his eyes.
Bristling the white she-cat, the last out of the group, said, "We're not leaving a defenseless kit on his own!"
'Defenseless," Slickkit thought indignantly. He was many things, but he wouldn't say that defenseless was among them. He had gotten all the way across the territories on his own for Skyclan's sake!
"I'mnot defenseless," Slickkit's tone made it clear that he was offended.
Both of the she-cats let out purs of amusement. Even the gray tom seemed to find this funny. Their refusal to take him seriously only aggravated Slickkit further. Making his tail twitch angrily.
"I'm serious," Slickkit burst out angrily.
The white she-cat was still purring as she walked forward and licked Slickkit on the forehead.
"I know, little one, " she said. "We're going to take you back to camp and have Heathercloud take a look at those nasty cuts. Then we'll get you a nice warm nest and some rest."
As much as Slickkit wanted to just do what the white cat said, he couldn't. Not while his friend was trapped in that mess of stone at the foot of the mountain. Her leg needed the attention of a medicine cat.
"But I have to talk to someone! My fri–,"Slickkit was cut off by the brown she-cat.
"And you will," she said. "After Heathercloud looks at those cuts."
They didn't give Slickkit a chance to argue. The white she-cat lifted him by his scruff into the air. And the other two cats followed them into the tunnel. Into Mountainclan camp.
Alliances:
Keep in mind that few of these ,except for the kits, will not matter very much . . . And the last thing these descriptions are is original.
Mountainclan
Leader: Rainstar- Gray-blue she-cat
Deputy: Scarletriver-Large white tom with red tabby markings
Medicine Cat : Heathercloud-Golden she-cat with a white chest
Warriors
Willowstep- Light brown she-cat
Violetflower- Gray she-cat with purple eyes
Weatherheart- Dark gray tom
Snowcloud-White she-cat
Cherrypelt- Ginger she-cat
Reedtail- Brown tom
Apprentices
Redpaw-Ginger tom
Newpaw-Golden she-cat
Vinepaw-Gray she-cat
Elders
Greenflower- Brown she-cat with green eyes
Queens
Windcry -Brown tabby she-cat
Poppypelt (expecting)- Light brown she-cat with gray chest
Kits
(Windcry)
Summerkit- Brown she-kit with golden chest and a gray forehead, she has dark blue eyes
Winterkit-she-kit with light blueish-gray fur and white paws and chest, and ice blue eyes
Springkit-Brown she-kit with white and ginger splotches and green eyes
Autumnkit- Golden and ginger she-kit with amber eyes
Whisperkit- Honey colored she-kit with green eyes
Lilykit(adopted)-white she-kit with ginger splotches and blue-green eyes
The rest of these aren't the full clans . . . I don't think that I have enough imagination right now to make up names for five clans!
Waterclan
Leader: Stonestar-Gray tom
Deputy: Tanpelt-Brown tom
Medicine Cat: Berrypool- Ginger she-cat
Warriors
Featherpelt-Golden she-cat
Tornfur- Brown tom
Deerpelt- Brown she-cat
Moosefur-Dark brown tom
Apprentices
Blackpaw-Black she-cat
Yarrowpaw-Yellow tom
Elders
Limpleg-Gray tom with mangled leg
Willowfur-Brown she-cat
Queens
Wetcloud- Gray she-cat
Opalcloud-Silver she-cat
Kits
(Wetcloud)
Ripplekit- Black tom with blue eyes
Pondkit-Gray tom with blue eyes
(Opalcloud)
Sparklekit- Silver she-kit with gray eyes
Savannaclan
Leader: Lionstar- Golden tom
Deputy: Quailtail-Gray she-cat
Medicine Cat: Hailriver-Blue-gray tom
Warriors
Kindlepelt- Brown she-cat
Barktail- Dark brown tom
Graypelt-Gray tom
Nightshadow-Black she-cat
Gingercloud-Ginger and white she-cat
Elders
Tearclaws- Gray and white tom
Dappledfur- Gray tortoiseshell
Apprentices
Eaglepaw-Golden tom
Darkpaw- Black she-cat
Queen
Flightcloud
Kits
(Flightcloud)
Owlkit- Light brown tabby she-kit with light amber eyes
Batkit- Black tom with green eyes
Rushclan
Leader: Smallstar- Small black she-cat
Deputy: Rubyfur- Bright ginger she-cat
Medicine Cat: Horsepelt- Brown tom
Warriors
Tabbycloud-Gray tabby she-cat
Robinfeather- Brown and ginger she-cat
Jaypelt-Black tom
Treefur-Brown tom
Calicoflower-Calico she-cat with blue eyes
Elders
Applepelt-Ginger she-cat
Queens
Bluepool-Gray-blue she-cat
Shrewfur-Brown she-cat
Apprentices
Yellowpaw-Golden she-cat
Battlepaw- Ginger tom
Kits
(Bluepool)
Speedkit-Ginger tom with green eyes
(Shrewfur)
Oakkit-Light brown tom with blue eyes
Sprucekit- Dark brown tom with dark brown eyes
Desertclan
Leader: Hollowstar- Dark brown she-cat
Deputy: Emberpelt- Ginger she-cat
Medicine Cat: Cloudpool- White she-cat
Warriors
Whiskertail- White tom with a thin tail
Fadedpelt-Smokey gray tom
Soakedpelt- Black tom
Daisycloud-Golden she-cat
Tornadorage- Brown-gray tom
Apprentices
Brownpaw- Brown tom
Grapepaw-Gray she-cat
Elders
Benttail- Black tom with a bent tail
Shreddedear- Brown tom with one ear
Queens
Poolripple-Silver she-cat
Tansycloud- Gold she-cat
Kits
(Poolripple)
Tigerkit- Ginger tom with black stripes and amber eyes
Slickkit- Black tom with white forehead and blue eyes
(Tansycloud)
Fallenkit-Golden she-kit with amber eyes