Hello! Green fairy here!

Here's the next chapter in the Healing Paws series. Sorry, that this took so long. I'm a slow writer and have a lot of trouble getting what I want to write out, but just be patience with me. It took a while to write, but I'm happy with it. I'm introducing the FeatherClan and RoyalClan in this chapter and what the Flying and Dragon evolved forms look like.

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors or Pokemon, and all the new eeveeutions belong to SaturnGrl and I also would like to say that this is my story. So I don't want to see any anybody plagiarizing my story, that means no using my characters, my plot, my ideas, or anything remotely similar to this story. So please don't. I don't steal your stories. Thank you!

Chapter 2

Above him in the dawn sky, warriors from the RoyalClan were flying swiftly from the west. The three warrior's leather wings were beating quickly as they propelled through the air aggressively towards the east. The Drageon's orange eyes blazing in fury; their growls, snarls, and roars were heard over the wind.

The RoyalClan warriors looked like the dragon evolution that they were and nothing like the furry, cuddly mammals of their pre-evolved forms. Their scaly bodies were trembling with anger; their hard, navy scales shining from the sun's rays. Each warrior had a dark, smoke colored, spiky mane. Their leather wings were covered in navy scales, white hooked horns on the top of the wings with crimson scales on the insides. Each warrior also had matching fins for ears with wrinkled melon color in the inter ear. They all have two white horns on their heads, white claws and white spikes lining from their back to their tails. While two white hooked spikes hugging a diamond shaped tail tip.

"What are they angry about now?" Wavekit asked carefully, the shock of the RoyalClan warriors' arrival had faded a few moments ago; though there was a small glimmer of concern in her eyes.

"I don't know." Charredkit said his eyes not leaving the sky, "Do they really need a reason?"

"Angry" Nightkit agreed.

"No... No...No" Lightkit retorted quietly, "T...ther...the-re there must be a reason!"

"Yes. Lightkit is right" Healkit agreed. "It must be territorial." He said looking around seeing the kits agreeing with him.

"Yes, but it must be over air territory." Orankit said smiling.

"Why do you think that, Orankit?" Swankit asked.

"Because they're flying towards the east and their patrol is too small for an attack on Sky Tower...and, well they're over VoltClan territory so maybe they could be stealing prey again..."

"I doubt it." Charredkit murmured, his eyes still hadn't left the sky.

"Why do you think that, Charredkit?" Wavekit asked.

"Well, at the last half-moon, when my brother Downypaw stopped here on his way back from Spirit Tree in FistClan territory with his mentor, Goldenherb and told me that since that one queen from the NightClan was found dead on the border of VoltClan territory. I don't remember her name...it started with a C or something to do with the moon I think..."

"Crescenttail" Nightkit informed

"Yes Crescenttail. Thank you Nightkit" Charredkit said and Nightkit only blinked in response. "Since Crescenttail's body was found on the VoltClan territory, there's been tension between VoltClan and the NightClan."

"More tension then the VoltClan needs right now" Stormkit muttered; Wavekit sitting right next to Stormkit nodded in agreement.

Charredkit gave a silent smile in appreciation and continued "Then there was a recent fight between the DayClan and NightClan..."

"Ya ya ya every Eve knows the fighting going on between my Clan and DayClan." Bitekit interrupted him, he look very bored. "But you special kits of 'The Three Powers' wouldn't need to worry about constantly being at war, you are a bunch of pamper pokepets just waiting to be captured."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Stormkit screeched glaring at Bitekit, "Don't you dare make fun of us!"

"Besides, we of the VoltClan, PyroClan, and AquaClan are constantly trying to survive ourselves;" Wavekit protested, "whether it's the InkClan, or the big war going on between the DayClan, NightClan, and SpiritClan, and well... the PyroClan?...um ...I'm sure they have problems of their own." Wavekit added in quickly, receiving a silent glared from Charredkit.

"Plus there's the fact that the VoltClan gets the most attacked and territory evasion out of all Clans!" Stormkit spat "and WHO'S meaningless fighting that change a normally fiercely loyal and courageous Eves into a guarded and irritable Jolteons? You're Clan and your stupid, meaningless rivalry that's what! And another thing...!"

"Stormkit" Charredkit called out; his left ear twitching slightly but not noticeable. "I think Bitekit gets it."

"He would be mouse-brained if he didn't." Swankit whispered.

"Well more than he always is." Healkit whispered back to her.

Charredkit smirked when he heard this and continued, "Like I was saying before I was interrupted, because of the recent fight between the DayClan and NightClan on the VoltClan's territory. The VoltClan has upped their patrols and now are extremely perceptive to changes in their territory and around their borders. So the RoyalClan would be mouse-brained to steal from the VoltClan now. "

"Thank you, Charredkit! So, you see, it must be over air territory!" Orankit exclaimed happily and accomplished.

"If it is a fight over the air, then who are they fighting?" Wavekit asked.

"Well, we're going to find it out... right now!" Charredkit pointed out.

"Wh...Why do you say-ay that...?" Lightkit asked looking Charredkit curiously.

Lightkit was swiftly interrupted by a loud roar, followed by chorus of snarls and one loud growl in the sky above. All the kits looked up to the sky besides Charredkit, whose eyes hadn't left it since the RoyalClan's arrival. Above them, three RoyalClan warriors and one apprentice stopped in mid-air above them.

A brave male Drageon was leading the patrol with a rather feisty male Eevee riding on his back. He was being flanked by two other Drageons; another male Drageon with a cold aura about him and a female Drageon with blue eyes. All four glared angrily at the arriving intruders.

"Which Clan is it?" Orankit asked eagerly, "Is it FlutterClan or the FeatherClan?"

"May...maybe it's the...the FlutterClan?" Lightkit answered meekly, staring intently at the oncoming shadows.

"Pfft...I doubt it." Bitekit said looking very bored.

"Why do you think that, Bitekit" Angelkit asked politely.

"Remember when we visited the NightClan a moon ago. While there I talked to Rapidpaw. Who heard from Jaypaw about this huge battle the FlutterClan had with the RoyalClan. Well, apparently a half a moon ago, that there was this major battle over air territory, which ended up killing both the leader and deputy of the FlutterClan." Bitekit said offhandedly, "And with them, just getting a new leader and electing a new deputy. They are in a fragile and cautious state right now. Well, they WERE like that before the attack, but anyway...they would be mouse-brained to start another fight with them right now."

"Well if it isn't the FlutterClan..." Healkit questioned

"...Than, it must be the FeatherClan their fighting!" Stormkit exclaimed

"W-why do you th-think that, Sto-Stormkit?" Lightkit asked

"Well, because their flying towards us!" Stormkit shouted, pointing the eastern horizon with her right front paw.

- Sky-

The free-spirited warriors of the FeatherClan were flying towards the stalled RoyalClan patrol, the wind propelling the Holeons through the air slowly. The four warriors' feather wings flapped in a refined, composed manner as they flew; they're body language and facial expressions didn't show any annoyance as they stopped right in front of the RoyalClan patrol.

The FeatherClan warriors looked like a cross between a bird and a mammal. Their slim bodies were covered in thin, aerodynamic, buff colored fur. Two feathery wings sprouted out of a soft, feathery cream collar on they're backs. Their fur covering their golden feathers were covered started with brown fur and shifted to buff colored fur. Their tails were broad and flat, and divided into three separate parts from middle of tail to the tail tip. The tail was covered buff fur and turned into brown fur at the tail end. Their tails acted as a third wing of sorts by pushing against air currents to give them lift. It allows the Holeons the ability to easily glide and hovering through the air. Their eyes were black and above their eyes, two little buff colored fluffs that looked like crests, acted as their ears.

There were four FeatherClan warriors and one apprentice in the patrol. The patrol was being led by a male Holeon with a longer wing-span then the rest of the FeatherClan warriors with a young female Eevee with a cream-colored spot on her forehead riding on his back. He was flanked by two male Holeons; one male Holeon was very robust and sturdy, and other male Holeon that had an unwavering focus The last warrior covered the rear; was a female Holeon with a keen eyesight.

"Furyfang, May I ask why you are blocking our path?" The leader of the FeatherClan patrol spoke.

"You of all Eves should know that by now!" Furyfang snarled. His fellow Clanmates growled; they're teeth bared and snapping. They're tails thrashing and slashing through the air.

The long-winged leader hovered in the sky, unaffected from the hostile atmosphere. "I don't know what you're implying, but if that's all...we would like to pass."

"You're about to go into RoyalClan air territory AGAIN!" Sneered the blue-eyed female Eve, "How many times must we tell you! Our air territory starts right over the KitClan camp and continues from there to the volcano and our own land territory!"

"You... you...FeatherClanners" Furyfang spat angrily out, "don't seem to understand that the sky has borders as well!"

"..."

All the long-winged Holeon did in response was blinked and the other FeatherClan Eves stayed silent.

"Do you FeatherClanners have bees for brains?" Furyfang shrieked "We're telling you to leave!"

"We do understand" the only female Holeon in the patrol spoke up with a neutral expression. "We really don't care nor acknowledge these so called air borders"

The Drageons howled in rage and frustration. The RoyalClan apprentice fur was bristled, glaring at the female apprentice; his big ears were pulled back and almost flattened against his head.

"Soooo...can we go now?" questioned the FeatherClan apprentice with a cream-colored spot on her forehead at looking uninterested at the sky.

"Be patience, Spottedpaw" the long-winged warrior said, "We'll be going soon."

The female Drageon suddenly growled and launched herself at leader of the FeatherClan patrol, her blue-eyes narrowed in rage. She was quickly stopped by the male Drageon with the cold aura, blocking her path with his own body.

"Why are you stopping me, Frostfur?" Bluescale snarled, her voice spilt between confusion and annoyance.

"What are you doing, Bluescale?" Frostfur barked in a steady voice at Bluescale. Frostfur was one of the two level-head Drageons in the RoyalClan and were often called on for more patrols that any other warrior in the Clan because of it.

"Showing these FeatherClanners that they can't go where ever they want," She roared. "We keep on doing this season after season and they never get it!"

"I know Bluescale, but we can still at least try and reason with them. There's no sense in attacking them without reason" Frostfur rationalized.

"Okay Frostfur, but we will attack if your way fails" Bluescale growled. Her eyes glared violently at the rival Clan.

Frostfur then turned towards the FeatherClan and asked in a tense voice, full of warning. "I will encourage you all to move one last time before were given reason to attack"

-Ground-

"What's going on up there" Wavekit looked up worriedly at the two rival Clans hovering tensely in the sky as the sun hung heavily in the sky. "Don't tell me their going to fight here!"

"Th...The...they wouldn't! Wou...would they?" Lightkit cried out of fear her eyes darting around the group of her fellow Eves, clearly pleading for someone to tell her anything but the actual truth.

"I don't know" Wavekit said with a puzzled look on her face "Don't you find it strange?" She asked the other kits.

"What are you getting at, Wavekit?" asked Stormkit, her eye's shone in interest at what her sister was saying.

"I mean first they were talking, then they looked like they were about to fight a few moments ago and now their just hanging there in the air." Wavekit mewed scrunching up her nose questioningly "It's kind of weird."

"It's probably due to the fact THAT one Drageon is in the pack." Spearkit pointed out gesturing with his tail at Frostfur "They would normally attack if they didn't have him, but I doubt that this is going help matters with our Clans history with these things."

Swankit glared at her brother and gave him a look that clearly said 'we're going to talk about this later.'

"Whhhaaaat!" Spearkit cried out in exasperation "Well, it's true!"

Swankit just rolled her eyes and Healkit shook his head in agreement with her. Healkit remembered how Spearkit and Swankit used to be so close when they first came there, but it seem that they were not getting along now a days.

Healkit seemed to remember it was all due to the fact that Spearkit chose the FistClan instead of his birth Clan. It happened when they were still young and they visited the FistClan territory and camp for the first time. Spearkit was there for one visit and immediately was taken with it, and no one. Not even his sister Swankit could change that.

Although, it wasn't too surprising seeing that he did. Spearkit was a born rebel and didn't agree with his own Clan's views and nature. He believes that a warrior should be tough and always ready for a fight, unlike his birth Clan's carefree and peaceful nature. He also believes that a warrior should only really relay on his own strength and his will to fight. While the FeatherClan don't like fighting at all and would avoid it all cost.

Healkit remembered how Swankit always tried to convince and hoped that her brother would stay with her in the FeatherClan in the beginning, but she has long given up on doing that. Now even if she disapproves of her brother's choice, Swankit tries to be with Spearkit for the time she has left with him.

Healkit mentally sighed, but had to agree with Spearkit when it came to the clash in views. As he said earlier that they were a free-spirited and carefree Clan. The FeatherClan were pretty much peaceful Eves, which seems like it was okay when you think about it, but Holeon's have this strange idea that there is no real claim on air, and that that's what start the constant fighting in the sky. He just hoped that they didn't start a fight over the KitClan.

Healkit looked around and saw how Wavekit and Lightkit were sitting so close together; talking quietly to each other while constantly looking nervously at the sky, as if the two patrols were going to start fighting at any moment. Orankit sat next to Charredkit and Nightkit, and was happily having a one-side conversation with the other two kits. Chatting their ears off. Nightkit sat there looking unfazed and looked blankly at the Orankit and Charredkit was looking up at the sky uninterested with the conversation going on, on the ground. Stormkit, Bitekit, and Spearkit were staring a sky in looking at anticipation of the battle that might happen.

Swankit was sitting next to him looking a Spearkit with sad, loving eyes. She did this a lot. Sometimes he sometimes caught her watching her brother at night, when he came to bed after spending the most of the night watching the sky and figuring out his troubles. He found it quite endearing and wish he had someone to share that with too.

"Swankit" Healkit said softly and became concerned when she didn't answer back.

"..."

"Swankit" He asked alarmed when he saw Swankit's eyes were glazed over, looking off into the distance. As if she what's looking at something he couldn't see.

"..."

When he didn't get an answer, Healkit padded closer to Swankit and touched her with the tip of his tail to her shoulder and called out in earnest "Swankit!"

"Hmm...Oh...what is it, Healkit?" Swankit asked while snapping out of her daze and looked at him calmly.

"I was just wondering. Since you didn't get the last berry, I was wondering if you were still hungry." Healkit said hesitantly while scuffing the earth with his paw, "and if so, I was wondering if I could get you one again."

"Oh...that will be nice" Swankit mewed politely, giving Healkit a small smile and returned her gaze to the sky.

Healkit smiled to her and raced over to the aspear berry bush and pick an aspear berry randomly from the bush. He twisted the berry and bit its stem. The berry fell to the ground with a soft thump. Healkit picked up the berry up and again headed back to Swankit.

"Here's the berry I promised" Healkit said, placing the berry before Swankit, "Even if you got it on the second try" He added jokingly.

Swankit laughed and thanked Healkit and then started eating it. He watched as she ate it, and loved how her nose crinkled up on the first bite and found it quite adorable. Healkit sighed inwardly at that small moment life. It was something that he will cherish forever and wishing it would last a little bit longer.

He looked back up at the sky when he heard a slicing noise and panicked with a startled cry, when he saw a crescent, sickle shaped blades of wind heading straight towards his Clan camp.

I hoped you liked it and please review!

Oh...P.s. If anyone would like to see what Dragons or what Holeons look like please go to address posted on my profile.

Drageon and Holeon was their creator SaturnGrl, not me. I just brought her creations to life. The only I just did changed a name of the flying evolution to suit my story, because they seemed like angel-like that bird-like. Plus they match their Clan's nature: calm, serene, free-spirited, and a carefree.