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Chapter 5 - Favorites
"Well, this doesn't happen everyday," Spottedwing meowed, staring uncaringly towards the surrounding lake.
"You've been here for two days," Ravenpaw retorted, "Actually, scratch that. Not even two days."
"And if I hadn't been here you'd be dead," smirked the multi-colored she-cat.
Ravenpaw groaned in response to the medicine cat from where he was trying to fall asleep beside the fallen birch tree. He had grown tired waiting for Swiftheart and Mudshadow to come back from their "hunting" trip, so he decided to take a short nap, but it was proved impossible when there was a worried, talkative medicine cat around. The said black and gray tom was with Spottedwing outside of the fallen, still damp tree the four cats had used to sleep in earlier.
"I wonder where they are," Spottedwing mewed almost to herself, still staring out at the encompassing mass of water, but being as irritated as he was, Ravenpaw felt obligated to comment.
"I'm wondering where you are," the black apprentice fired, shifting in the sand so his back, that had been pressed against the branches of the fallen tree, was facing the apprehensive medicine cat. He smirked in satisfaction when he heard Spottedwing lividly huff in indignity.
The two arguing cats had waited for what had seemed like an eternity for Mudshadow and Swiftheart to return, but they still had not. Ravenpaw knew that they would not run off and leave him and Spottedwing, ignoring the fact that they would have nowhere to go, or be stupid enough to be caught by an opposing clan, but that did not stop the dark-furred apprentice from worrying.
The cool air of dusk bore down on the irritated cats, only reminding them of how long their Clan-mates had been missing. The last time the two had seen their companions was when they left the tree to go hunting, and that had been at sun-high. Despite their situation, Ravenpaw sprawled out across the beach sand unperturbedly, his left forepaw placed lazily over his face and his back still facing the aggravated medicine cat.
He did not show it, but the black and gray tom was really the one worrying. Spottedwing was as well, but not silently. Ravenpaw was really starting to get annoyed by the animated but irate medicine cat; she had never exactly been one of his favorite cats.
Of course, being exasperated and anxious did not help Ravenpaw fall asleep. All he could do was stare at the sand beneath his face with his one open eye and blink every few seconds. It was not until the stars really began shining that he decided he should get some sleep, especially if Mudshadow and Swiftheart were not back by dawn.
I told you this would be even shorter :C But fortunately, they get longer from here on out, and the next chapter might be posted later today, so just... idk wait.