Chapter 11- Dustypaw

He could hear the gasps coming from his Clanmates as he proudly walked into camp for the first time looking like a RiverClan warrior should. His pelt was well groomed and silver. It had a glossy sheen to it. He saw the look of shock that came from his Clanmates. They wouldn't treat him differently now, would they? "Dustypaw!"

He spun around and saw Troutleap. He was watching Dustypaw through narrowed eyes as he padded over to him. "What is it, Troutleap?" His voice was like shattering ice.

"What have you done?" He asked in a whisper. "They aren't supposed to know about us. We can't let them know now! Cut it off before everyone thinks it's real."

Yellow with a line of black were what Dustypaw's eyes were as he answered. "You don't know what it's like to be ridiculed everyday because you look different! Maybe I should just turn your pelt brown, or maybe one of your kits brown or maybe the entire clan could be brown!" He ran away from the camp, still beautiful and looking like it always did despite the events Dustypaw just caused.

He left the world of soft, warm mud and cool streams and traded it for a world of silver mist. There were two cats, an elegant blue-gray one and a little gray and white one bounding over to him. "Idiot! Do you know what you have just done? You have possibly put yourself and your clan in more danger than they were already in!" Mistystar spat.

"You have the nerve to call me an idiot but cannot teach me more about my role in helping the Clans? Maybe you're not StarClan warriors at all. Maybe you are from the Dark Forest!" There was unknown venom in his words. Each word he spat was like a snake bite, slowly and painfully poisoning you.

Mosskit walked over to him hesitantly. "Dustypaw, what happened to you?" Her eyes were wide and she was shaking. "You're scaring me."

"Maybe you deserve to be scared. You have never once thought about how hard it may have been for us, have you? Having all this power inside but outside being taunted and laughed at is torture." Dustypaw ran away from them and found himself at the ShadowClan border.

He saw Snakepaw pad up; his icy eyes were wide with shock. "Dustypaw, you're silver. Why?"

"Why? You should know why! I'm tired of being the object of pain. I can make anyone see me how I want them to see me. Now I have a silver pelt." Snakepaw was shaking his head. "Is this funny to you? Of all cats I would expect you to understand! You are like me, an outcast. You are alone and different and know no one really, truly, knows how you feel."

"Dustypaw, I would have never expected this from you. You were the strong one, leader of us all and the one who inspired us in the first place. I also know you aren't alone, just as I have Ferretpaw you have your sisters who don't wish this fate on you. Dustypaw, quit being a coward. Start being who you were meant to be and fight. Fight for the right thing." Dustypaw lunged at Snakepaw and clawed him on the face. "Go ahead, strike me again, it isn't going to change anything."

Dustypaw felt his muscles tensing but he didn't leap. He just ran away.

It was the night after Dustypaw learned his power. "You mean I can really control what others see?" He asked in awe.

"Not just see, but hear too! You can control what others think. Well almost." Mosskit explained. Dustypaw nodded and felt his eyes grow tired. "Go to sleep, Dustypaw. You're tired."

Dustypaw nodded and drifted into a world of his dreams. In front of where he stood was a ginger and white she-cat with amber eyes. "Dustypaw, right?" He nodded. "Pleasure to meet you. I believe we met a couple of moons ago, at a gathering. I was watching you, to see if you would be in the right."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, if you have all this power, and this little respect, it seems a bit unfair, doesn't it, Dustypaw?" Mapleshade was twisting her words around. They were slithering off her tongue, slowly infuriating Dustypaw with seemingly harmless words.

"It is unfair." He said.

This chapter is short but important. I really hope you like it and if you have any dark forest cats that you want to be in my story, living and non living, then just pm me.