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Featherpaw watched, eyes growing wider as the she-cat padded closer. Her long, sharp claws slid out as she came close.
Featherpaw wanted to turn and run back to camp, flee away from this dangerous she-cat but for some reason she was rooted to the ground. Was it because of fear?
The small, skinny she-cat padded closer. When she reached the bush she stopped and bent her head and grabbed Featherpaw by the scruff.
Featherpaw let out a surprised meow as Soul lifted Featherpaw off her paws easily. Featherpaw was pulled from the bush easily and then thrown onto the ground.
"Featherpaw!" Driftpaw gasped when he saw her laying on the ground where she had been thrown.
"Drift, you know this fox-dung?" Soul asked, whipping her head to Driftpaw.
"Yes." Driftpaw looked at Featherpaw. He still looked a little surprised. "I don't know why she is here though." He narrowed his eyes.
"I thought you said that no one would find out!" Soul growled. She then turned to Featherpaw who had stood up by now. "Get back down." She growled to Featherpaw, clearly not happy that Featherpaw had been spying.
Featherpaw crouched back down as she was told. She glared up at Soul angerily. Who is this cat?!
Soul padded over to Featherpaw. "How much do you know?" Soul asked, putting her face just an inch away from Featherpaw's. Her eyes flashed angrily as she stared at Featherpaw.
Featherpaw flattened her ears to her head. She said nothing to Soul. Instead she lashed out at Soul with her claws unsheathed.
"You did not just do that." Soul hissed, ducking away easily so that Featherpaw clawed the air. She picked up her only white paw and raised it above her head. She looked at it as she slid her claws out. She then focused of the larger cat.
Featherpaw took a step back but bumped into a tree right behind her. Starclan save me! This cat is crazy! She thought to herself as she struggled to remember any fighting moves.
Soul took a step forward and then let her paw blow into Featherpaw's side. Before Featherpaw could react she stumbled sideways. Soul jumped at Featherpaw and pinned her down on her belly.
This she-cat has a lot of power! Featherpaw noticed. The she-cat maybe smaller than Featherpaw but some how she had very surprising strength. Featherpaw thrashed and wiggled under Soul's grip. Her muzzle was pressed to the dirt ground so she could not say anything. All she saw was the forest ahead of her but she could feel the paws holding her down.
Soul flipped over Featherpaw, onto her back. Featherpaw spat at Soul as she tried to wiggle out of Soul's grip. Soul smiled her toothy smile at Featherpaw and then slashed Featherpaw across the muzzle with thorn sharp claws.
Soul yowled "This is for spying!" She lashed out at her face again. "You should have stayed in your den."
Again and again Featherpaw could feel her claws rip her skin and flesh. She cried out in pain, seeing red. She tried to blink the blood away as she tried to push the evil cat away.
"Soul! Stop!" Driftpaw's loud and firm voice called from some where behind them. "She has had enough, she has learned her lesson! Go back to Panther and Storm. I will take care of her from now on."
"I always knew you where the weaker one Drift." Soul shoved Featherpaw into the ground more as she jumped away. Featherpaw whimpered slightly. "Fine. I will be leaving now, but I never want to see that piece of fox-dung again. Got it?"
Featherpaw could hear them but all she could do was lay there in silent pain as all she saw was red. She could feel sticky hot blood pooling around her and most of the pain was on her face and shoulders.
"Yes Soul." Driftpaw mewed. Featherpaw heard soft paw steps and then Driftpaw whispered into Featherpaw's ear "Lets go see Redfur and Jayfeather. You will be fine." Then she felt his jaws grip the back of her scruff, and all red turned to black.
When Featherpaw woke from the darkness the first thing she saw was a skinny light gray tabby tom sitting by the herb store. His bright blue eyes looked at the ground as his paws quickly sorted herbs. To his right sat a large bundle of cob webs and more piles of herbs. Jayfeather.
Featherpaw tried to sit up but groaned as the pain hit her face and shoulders again.
"Your awake." Jayfeather's sightless blue eyes looked at her. "Sit still. I will get something to ease the pain." He got up and padded into the herb store. He came back out with a leaf. He set it by Featherpaw's nest. "Eat the seeds, it will help the pain."
Featherpaw reached over the side of the nest and licked up the two tiny black seeds. It hurt to move but she did it anyways. "W-What happened?" Her voice sounded rough when she talked.
"I don't know. Driftpaw dragged you into camp at dawn and you where bleeding to death. He refused to say anything." Jayfeather turned and padded back over to his herbs.
Then the memories came flooding back to her. She let out another grown as the picture of Soul flashed in her mind. She opened her mouth to say something but it the poppy seeds pulled her into a nightmarish sleep.
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