Wee! Two updates in the same day! Sorry if the last chapter was a bit cheesy. I'm not very good with romance scenes. :P
Disclaimer: Swiftpaw, sick of typing disclaimers, turned to her little brother Wildpaw and said, "You know I don't own warriors, right?"
Wildpaw nodded absentmindedly, not looking up from his toy cars. "Yeah, sure." He lined up his Hot Wheels cars in a line, like in a parking lot.
Swiftpaw kicked his Hot Wheels line, scattering the toys. "Haha."
Wildpaw screeched. "AH! Swiftpaw!"
Swiftpaw grinned. "That was fun." She sat back down at the computer and typed a disclaimer on WordPad: Swiftpaw of WindClan does not own Warriors.
"You love me?" Yellowclaw mewed, her voice cracking.
"Yes," Stormsky repeated, suddenly realizing he was shivering. "I love you, Yellowclaw."
Yellowclaw's eyes gleamed. "I love you, too, Stormsky." She purred and licked his ear.
Stormsky's heart leaped. He twined his tail with hers. Then the two cats stayed there, in that peaceful moment by the river.
But as Stormsky stood there, an ominous voice echoed in his ears.
A golden storm shall strike, and four cats shall make the journey of a lifetime.
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Yellowclaw touched noses with Stormsky. Her green eyes shone brightly, and she dippd her head slightly before hurrying off into the moorland. Stormsky stared after her before Thrushfeather's yowl sounded.
"Let's go, Stormsky!"
"Coming!" the dark gray warrior called back.
It was dawn two sunrises after Stormsky recieved the warning of a golden storm. The tabby was still a bit worried about that; he hadn't told Yellowclaw as he hadn't wanted to worry her.
The sickness was gone from ThunderClan; Leafstar had told them they could treat it if it came back. So all the non-RiverClan cats were leaving.
"Goodbye, Yellowclaw! Bye, Icestream!" Stormsky called after the swiftly retreating forms of his sister and Yellowclaw. Then he dashed over to meet Thrushfeather.
The brown tom's green eyes glinted. "Let's go home," he mewed.
As the ThunderClan cats leaped across the river, the wind carried Yellowclaw's farewell call to Stormsky. He licked his chest fur self-consciously. If any cat found out about them . . .
"Stormsky! Hurry it up!"
Thrushfeather had stopped and was staring at his friend oddly. "Something wrong?" he asked.
"No, just a bit tired," Stormsky replied.
The ThunderClan cats found the trees towering over them in practically no time at all. Stormsky gave a cry of happiness and shot into the nearest leaf pile. "It feels so good not to smell fish anymore!"
"Or be out in the pen," added Thrushfeather, catching a falling leaf with one claw.
Stormsky sat up, his eyes gleaming. "Let's get home," he mewed.
And as the cats streaked towards camp as fast as WindClan warriors, the dawn rose behind them, turning the sky clear and blue.
Woo, that was, like, SUPER short . . . but it was the last chapter.
Yes, this is the end of Rainfall . . . the sequel's prologue and allegiances will probably be published later today. But I will not update it until I finish Cinder's Ash because it's been on hold for a while! So, see you . . . :D