Skysong: FINALLY! Chapter 5.
Wightshadoo: Yep. It came a lot faster than chap 4 DIDN'T IT SKYSONG.
Skysong: Shut up.
Wightshadoo: *sticks tongue out*
Skysong: Thank you Writah for reviewing! =)
Moonglow: It's mah Birthday today!
Morningsky: Yes it is! Happy birthday Moonglow!
Skysong: It actually is Moonglow's birthday today, the 11th, so wish her a happy birthday people!
Morningsky: Aaaaaaaaaaaand here's chapter 5.
The commotion and confusion from the clearing drew Skypaw out from sorting herbs in the medicine den.
What in the name of StarClan is going on? she wondered.
In the center of the camp, a long- furred white queen was wailing.
That's Dovewing!
Minnowtail was attempting to comfort her woebegone friend, murmuring comforting words to the queen.
The gray and white apprentice noticed that Streampaw was nowhere in sight.
That's weird, she thought, looking around the clearing. I know Minnowtail took Streampaw exploring. Why did they come back so soon anyway?
Skypaw hurried up to her sister's mentor. "Minnowtail! What happened?"
Dovewing answered for her. "My kits! They're gone!"
Terror rushed over the apprentice. Dovewing's kits were too young to be out alone in the forest! They were no match for the dangers out there!
All at once, the breeze shifted, and Streampaw's scent hit her. It was still fresh, leading outside of the camp.
She probably went to look for Creamkit, Mosskit, and Waterkit!
With no hesitation, Skypaw ran out of the camp entrance after her sister.
Streampaw's scent grew stronger as Skypaw tracked her along an old Twoleg road. The forest was so peaseful at the moment, but looks can be deceiving. Somewhere out there; Skypaw didn't know where; there were three kits, alone to face the wilderness.
All at once Skypaw's vision blurred. Instinctively she took a step backwards. Black started seeping across her eyes, and images wrapped around her mind.
What's happening to me?
Vivid pictured flashed inside of Skypaw's mind; Three young kits racing across the forest, their faces filled with the glee of kithood. A large hill loomed up ahead of them, and with a squeal, the cream colored one; Creamkit; raced up it, sliding a little on the wet grass. When she reached the top, the kit suddenly lost her balance and fell down the other side in a tangle of legs and fur.
In a flash, Skypaw's vision ended.
What in the holy name of StarClan was that? What just happened to me? Those were Dovewing's kits all right, but where are they?
Skypaw's head was full of questions, but she chose the latter for now.
Those kits just need to be found! I need Streampaw. She might know where the place in my vision is since she went exploring with Minnowtail.
With no time to ponder why the vision had taken place, the medicine cat apprentice throttled on again after her sister.
Soon, Streampaw's dark tabby fur could be seen through the undergrowth.
"Streampaw!" she called, panting from her run. Please let her know where the place in my vision is…
The gray apprentice whirled around in surprise. "Streampaw! Where did you come from?"
"I followed you!" she panted, still catching her breath. "Listen, I know were the kits are!"
Streampaw looked surprised. "Really? How?"
"It doesn't matter! I just do! They're on some sort of hill, and Creamkit was rolling down it."
Skypaw's sister froze in place. "What side?" she whispered, trying to keep her voice calm.
"Does it really matter?"
"Yes. One side curves sharply into a part of the lake! It's pretty shallow, but a kit could drown in it! We need to hurry! Follow me!"
With Streampaw in the lead, the siblings hurried toward the lake.
Please, StarClan, prayed Skypaw, let them be okay…
Squeals of a terrified kit, followed by splashing could be heard as they approached, revealing the truth in their fears. When they reached the foot of the hill, two silhouettes of kits could be seen.
"Waterkit! Mosskit!" Streampaw called up to the duo.
But Dovewing has three kits…
"Creamkit!" Skypaw exclaimed, and raced up the hill. Blood thundered in her ears, and she feared that she would be too late. At the top, Skypaw made sure to keep her footing on the slippery slope overlooking the water.
"Help me…!" Creamkit's weak voice sounded from below.
Please help me StarClan to save this kit.
No thoughts were present in Skypaw's mind as she raced for the terrified, drowning kit except Creamkit's safety. Not even the fact that she didn't know how to swim. Immediately she felt the weight of the water on her fur, and panicked.
"Relax, Skypaw… Move your paws as if you're running on the forest floor."
A voice echoed through the apprentice's mind, and she obeyed instinctively. At once she felt herself rising instead of sinking into the murky depths.
"Good… Now go and save Creamkit. It is not yet her time…"
Creamkit's thrashing had sent her out several Foxlength's out into the lake, deep enough that Skypaw couldn't touch the bottom.
The squealing of the cream colored kit had faded, and with one last breath of air, she slipped below the surface of the water.
No!
Gulping a breath of air and confidence, Skypaw dove under the waves.
No sounds penetrated the cold water as the brave apprentice groped around with her nose for the kit. All at once, wet fur touched her. Success!
Carefully wrapping her jaws around the scruff of Creamkit's neck, Skypaw propelled herself up into the day. Air had never tasted sweeter to the medicine cat apprentice, even if she had to breathe around a mouthful of fur. Exhaustedly, Skypaw swam to the shore and set down her precious bundle. Shaking her fur to get the water out of it barely helped. Skypaw still felt waterlogged. The she remembered the kit.
Bending down to lick a waterlogged Creamkit, Skypaw could feel a heartbeat. Maybe not the strongest in the world, but a heart beat just the same. Relief flooded over her, and she closed her eyes and prayed silently to StarClan.
Streampaw rushed up to her.
"Wow! How did you know how to swim like that?"
Skypaw didn't laugh this time at her sister's enthusiasm. She had too much on her mind.
"I'll tell you later," she mumbled, thinking of the voice again. She spoke stronger this time; "We need to get Creamkit to a Medicine Cat."
"Agreed." Spoke Streampaw, lifting the limp kit. "Let's go."
Skysong: Sooooo… How'd you like it? I spent exactly two hours typing the last half.
Wightshadoo: I'm tired…
Morningsky: So am I…
Moonglow: And me…
Skysong: Aaaand that's why I don't do volleyball. I absolutely HATE morning practice. I luv soccer though. And bball. I like soccer more, though. =^-.-^=
Wightshadoo: Just… shut up… please… I wanna go 2 sleep…
Skysong: *whispers* Okay then! Please review then! You know I luuuuuuv them. It still helps the chapter's go faster and makes me not want to end this story. Okay, Okay, I'm joking, but please, it does make the chappies faster. And makes me happy. And gets you more imaginary cookies. Later!