Chapter Four
Yay! A chapter with Fernpaw's POV in it! She's a great cat, don't feel bad about her and Stormpaw. I have a great future planned out for them. And Moonpaw really can't have a mate, she's a medicine cat, and we all know she wouldn't want to break the rules like her mother did.
Stormpaw.
The name was music to Fernpaw's ears. His gray fur shone in the sun, and it really did look like a storm. She wanted him…
"Fernpaw!"
Fernpaw turned around. It was her best friend, Skypaw. The lithe gray she-cat scampered over to the golden she-cat, and dipped her head. Her blue eyes shone.
"Want to go hunting?"
Fernpaw nodded. Skypaw sighed in relief. Fernpaw was a popular she-cat, popular among the toms and friendly with all the she-cats. Everyone wanted to hunt with her.
"I've just got to tell Foxnose," replied Fernpaw.
She dashed over to her mentor.
"Foxnose, I'm going hunting with Skypaw."
"Okay,"
replied the ginger tom. "Be safe! Catch lots of mice!"
Fernpaw
nodded, not really heading his words. She knew that she wouldn't
get hurt. There was almost no danger in BrambleClan's territory.
BrambleClan.
The word hurt almost as much as the meaning behind it.
"Fernpaw? Fernpaw?"
It was Stormpaw. Fernpaw looked up and received a shock. Skypaw rolled her eyes.
Stormpaw's fur gleamed in the half-light, and his blue eyes glowed.
"Want to hunt?"
"Uh, well, I was just, I mean…"
"Sorry, she can't. She's hunting with me."
Stormpaw nodded, but he had a hurt expression on his face. As the two she-cats moved off, Fernpaw turned to Skypaw.
"What were you thinking?"
"What were you thinking?" countered her friend. "You were stuttering! You wouldn't have been able to survive a whole hunt!"
Fernpaw's tail drooped. "You're right. Come on, let's hunt."
The two apprentices hunted, but Fernpaw wasn't really paying attention. She missed five mice and only caught one mouse and once squirrel. She didn't talk to Skypaw at all, and she didn't talk much to any other cat. She moped until the later afternoon, when Stormpaw came up to her again.
"What's wrong, Fernpaw?"
Fernpaw shook her head. "Nothing. I'm just not feeling so well. Maybe I should go to the medicine cat's den."
"I'll come with you," replied Stormpaw. "I need to talk to Moonpaw about something."
Fernpaw nodded, and the two apprentices padded together to the medicine cat's den.
"What do you need?" asked Kestrelflight, padding to the entrance. He saw who it was, and his eyes narrowed.
"I don't feel so well," answered Fernpaw.
"And I must talk to Moonpaw," replied Stormpaw, his blue gaze penetrating the medicine cat's. He nodded.
"Very well," he replied. "Moonpaw is in her nest. Fernpaw, come with me."
Stormpaw gave a nod of thanks and padded off to Moonpaw. Fernpaw followed Kestrelflight.
"What feels weird?" he asked, once Fernpaw was settled down in a nice soft bed of moss.
"Well…my stomach," replied Fernpaw. She wanted to say my heart, but she wasn't sure Kestrelflight would understand.
"I'll get you some thyme to soothe you, and then you should rest," said Kestrelflight. "You look tired, but I won't give you poppy seeds, as you aren't in pain."
Fernpaw nodded. Kestrelflight went off to get the thyme, and was soon back. Fernpaw licked up the small green leaves. Her vision began to get blurry.
The last thing she saw was Kestrelflight, looking over her worriedly. He leaned into her face.
"Fernpaw? Are you all right?"
Then everything went black.
"Fernpaw!"
Fernpaw opened her eyes. Sunlight was streaming into the medicine cat's den. Her body ached and she felt hot.
"What happened?" she asked.
A lithe gray form leaned over her. "Fernpaw, what happened?"
"That's what I just asked," replied Fernpaw.
"Out, out, out!" ordered Jayfeather, padding into the part of the den where Fernpaw lay. "Skypaw, get out! Fernpaw needs to rest!"
Skypaw's head dropped. She padded out slowly, and Fernpaw turned to Jayfeather.
"What happened?" she asked again.
Jayfeather sighed. "You have the strangest case of greencough we've ever seen."
"I—I have greencough?"
Jayfeather nodded. "Yes." His eyes were sad. "And it's turning to blackcough fast."
"Fernpaw?"
Moonpaw crashed through the entrance. Her blue eyes were tired, and she looked ragged. For a second, it looked as though her eyes were amber, and her fur was dark.
Wait, that couldn't be true! Moonpaw had fluffy, silver fur! And her eyes were blue!
Am I hallucinating? wondered Fernpaw. Am I slowly dying of blackcough?
Stormpaw raced into the den. His blue eyes were scared, and he looked like he hadn't slept in days. He dashed over to Fernpaw and sat down beside her, pushing his nose into her fur.
"Are you all right?"
Jayfeather shook his head. "Get out!" he said, in a sharp voice. "Get away from Moonpaw darted forward and seized Stormpaw. "Get out now," she whispered. "Or you might die. She has blackcough."
Stormpaw gasped. "She'll die, then?"
Fernpaw tried to say, "Of course I won't die, Stormpaw. I'll always be here for you,", but her voice couldn't take it. She fell back into unconsciousness.
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Moonpaw saw Fernpaw's head fall back into her mossy nest.
"No! Fernpaw!"
Stormpaw turned to Moonpaw, his blue eyes full of anguish and fear. "Is she dead?"
Despite the situation, Moonpaw let out a mrrow!of laughter. "Are you kidding? Of course she's not dead!"
"But Stormpaw," interrupted Jayfeather, padding over and beckoning to Stormpaw, "you must go now or run the risk of dying. Fernpaw is very, very sick."
"Come with me," said Kestrelflight, padding over to Stormpaw. "I'll get some herbs to soothe your nerves."
Stormpaw padded sadly after Kestrelflight, his head drooping. Moonpaw rushed to Fernpaw's side.
"Are you feeling okay?"
Fernpaw's eyes flickered open. "No, you stupid fur-ball!" she rasped. "I have greencough—no, wait, blackcough."
Moonpaw's head dipped. "I'm sorry, Fernpaw."
"Sorry?" snapped Fernpaw. "Don't be sorry, go and live your life!"
"No, Fernpaw," meowed Moonpaw, her heart painful. "I'll always be here for you. I won't leave your side."
"All…all right," whispered Fernpaw. "But I must rest."
She closed her eyes. Moonpaw rested her head on her paws.
Both sisters drifted off to sleep.
Short, I know, but I needed a filler and I wanted Fernpaw.
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BTW- I will add allegiances, but I'm not done with them yet.
