I don't own Warriors.
Blackpaw's POV, almost right after Blackpaw took Goldenpaw back to RiverClan.
"What were you thinking?" I snarled, glaring at Ivykit. She shrunk back, her eyes round with fright.
"Foxkit and I thought—"
"No you didn't. It was foolish, you both are almost apprentices! You should know better! The patrols are still out looking for Foxkit, just because you two can't obey the Warrior Code!" I spat venomously, feeling the anger coursing through my veins.
"I'm sorry, Blackpaw," Ivykit whispered. "I won't do it again."
My eyes narrowed into slits. "That's the point. You won't do it again. You shouldn't have done it in the first place. Sorry doesn't help."
The kit flinched, staring at her paws.
I hissed, stalking away, still fuming. Of all the mousebrained things to do she goes over to RiverClan! StarClan, don't kits think at all? She knew the trouble she's get in!
Maybe you just don't want her to get hurt, an unhelpful little voice entered my mind.
Of course I don't want her to get hurt!
For more personal reasons, the voice replied. Maybe because you love her.
I flinched at the accusation, knowing that it was true.
But Ivykit never needed to know that.
Grayfur slipped beneath me, throwing me to the ground.
"Keep your eyes—"
I twitched, looking around. "Grayfur, what is going on?"
I felt chilled to the bone.
"They're coming for me," my mentor whispered, spit bubbling um, foaming at the corners of his mouth. "You can feel them."
"What's going on?" I asked again, my voice slipping into hysteria.
"They left," Grayfur said softly. "For no reason, they just left."
"What's going on?" I asked again, my voice rising an octave. "What was that?"
"How strange, only star's can repel them," Grayfur muttered, turning toward me. "Blackpaw, it's time I should be completely honest with you." My mentor sighed.
"What?" I said, curious.
"I was abnormal as an apprentice. I didn't have any friends; all of the cats mocked me. I dealt with it. I always had strange dreams, silver cats and the stars. When I first came here, everything started.
"I started hearing voices, just faint whispers at first, but they became louder and clearer. I wasn't scared of them; I almost began to welcome them into my otherwise friendless existence. I started dreaming about the cats. They would talk to me, tell me things.
"I began to get scared, but didn't tell anyone. At first, I only heard small things, like I was going to catch a mouse or I was going to the Gathering.
"I started hearing actual prophecies. There will be four, kin of the stars, with knowledge beyond that of StarClan's. Together they shall win, apart they shall lose. Shadow, Thunder, River, and Wind will fight as one, each will fail, and black, silver, brown, and gold will win or fall together.
"The words scared me. I tried to get rid of the cats. I stopped visiting here, but nothing worked. I slowly began trusting the cats again, they weren't leaving, and they talked to me. They were my friends.
"My only friends."
Poor Grayfur…he was all alone and friendless. He's becoming one of my favorite characters though. I was going to kill him a few chapters ago but decided against it. I'm glad that I didn't.
Anyway…Why did the things leave? Any guesses? And why did the cats talk to Grayfur?
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