Alright then, let's get this party started!
First, can I ask how many of you hate the state tests? There are so pointless! But on my English one, I got a 237. Advanced, the best one, is 232. So I'm happy. My friend got a 356. I don't like her at the moment.
Other than that, I have found that you have given me enough reviews, but I may have to hold them hostage longer in the future…
I have some things to say to people
Camryn- I do love ya. I just like reviews! (I mean, who doesn't?)
Natureboy3- have no fear, the lovers will stay! It's my own creation for the two, so I could never break them up.
Jaggedwing- I like your ideas. I think I may have to use it and I love the name…..hahahaha…I feel evil for no good reason! (sorry, I'm on candy and soda at the moment)
Lightkit, you are right. I did make a lot of mistakes back there. I wasn't paying much attention, so hopefully this is better. Oh, and it is one word, but I was too lazy to check my book sitting three feet from me. HAHAHAH (still on sugar!)
Hey, some people have been giving me author alerts and story alerts but no reviews! I will have none of it!
But here ya go! My next chapter in my wonderful story!
(This is important to know. This is going to be why Mousewhisker doesn't trust Lionblaze anymore. Then it goes to Hollyleaf, three days later.)
Lionblaze stood in the camp, looking for Toadpaw. Lionblaze's leg had healed at an incredible rate, and he was almost completely better. There still was a faint sting to it, but nothing he couldn't handle.
When he saw the white and black apprentice, he made his way over to where he was watching Bumblekit and his siblings. Lionblaze was surprised by how bit the kits were getting. They would be apprentices around the time Whitewing had her kits. Burnkit and Wolfkit would be joining them in the apprentice ceremony, since they were the same age. It was funny to think that Graystripe's kits were aunts and uncle to the little kits their same age!
Toadpaw was watching the kits wrestle and fight each other, calling out things for them to do, "Briarkit, duck your head," and "Bumblekit swipe your paws at her when she jumps at you,". Lionblaze noticed that Blossomkit wasn't fighting. She was watching intently, but she didn't look as if she wanted to fight. You had to admit it; she didn't look like a fighter. She had dainty little paws and a kind look in her eyes. She had a knowing look about her when the two other kits fought, like she knew better.
But when she pounced on a surprised Bumblekit, Lionblaze's thoughts disappeared. She fought with a skilled way, not needing any instruction. She streaked underneath her sister and tripped her, taking advantage when she toppled to the ground, her belly exposed. She jumped on her, pretending to claw her stomach. She looked back in the nick of time to see Bumblekit lunging for her, and she neatly jumped off of Briarkit, leaving him to land on her. Blossomkit went over back to where she was sitting prior to her little fight,
"You guys need to think strategy, not just force. If you wait a second, you can figure out other's weaknesses. Briarkit, you are too heavy on your paws, easy to unbalance. Bumblekit, you just attack, you don't think." She laughed when both of her siblings let out low growls. Burnkit and Wolfkit, who hadn't been in the fight, were laughing too.
"What makes you so smart?" Toadpaw asked kindly, looking at Blossomkit, "Where did you learn those moves? I've learned those, but only just."
Blossomkit shrugged, "Well, if there are dogs coming for us, or WindClan, I want to make sure I can fight. My sibling could learn a thing to too also." Toadpaw nodded his head eagerly,
"That's what I've been thinking! I've only really wanted to work on fighting, so I can be ready!" Lionblaze was behind his apprentice, and the two other kits shrunk back when Blossomkit just nodded at him,
"Toadpaw, you haven't been an apprentice that long. Be patient. I would like to teach you the right way, and not just to be a war machine."
Toadpaw, who was suddenly surprised by his mentor, stood straight, holing his head high, "Yes, Lionblaze. I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Lionblaze laughed, "But you are right. Let's go on a patrol and then practice your moves."
Toadpaw couldn't hold in his excitement. He nodded violently, and then headed out into the trees. Lionblaze laughed with Blossomkit and he made his way out to where his apprentice was, sniffing among the trees. He flicked his tail towards to where he wanted to go, and Toadpaw followed him.
"Lionblaze," Toadpaw said, looking at him with large yellow eyes. They had been walking in silence for a while, but Toadpaw sat down, looking at his mentor, "Have you ever felt that something is right?"
"What do you mean?" Lionblaze asked, not getting what his apprentice was saying. Toadpaw shuffled his paws, embarrassed. Lionblaze sat down with his apprentice, looking at him with his amber eyes.
"Well…have you ever felt that you need something? That you are supposed to have it? Like…being with someone?" Toadpaw's eyes traveled to his paws. Lionblaze shifted uncomfortably, but stopped walking,
"Well, I think I have. Do you mean that you are in love?" Lionblaze had a feeling about where this conversation was going.
"I think that I am," Toadpaw said, "I've never felt this way before. I mean, I love Rosepaw and Daisy, but this is different. It's more than just a feeling of love; I want to be with her."
Lionblaze went over to his apprentice and put his tail on his shoulder, "I understand what you mean. You just need to wait and see how things work out. I-I thought that I loved someone, but then I started to pay attention to Cinderheart, and now we are happy together. Just let your future play itself out." Toadpaw nodded his head, and got to his paws,
"Let's go," He said, heading off towards the ShadowClan side of the forest. They hadn't been over there in a while, and it made Lionblaze uneasy to look into the pine trees that hung gloomily to the ground. Toadpaw took no notice to them, and he just walked on. Lionblaze followed his apprentice, to see how well he had been trained.
He walked with a light step, barely audible to Lionblaze. He held his head slightly down; almost ready to attack whatever got close. Lionblaze had to admit it, his apprentice was good.
When they got down to the lake shore, Lionblaze went to get a drink from it. Toadpaw followed suit, but he stepped back quickly,
"There's something in the water!" He cried, and he scurried back to the trees, scared. Lionblaze looked into the water and saw what Toadpaw had seen.
There were four stars in the water. Three were bright, shining and burning. One was dim, as if it was to become bright, but it wasn't yet.
Lionblaze stared at them until a cloud came to cover them up. He stared up into the sky, and saw nothing. Lionblaze blinked and shook his head. He was dreaming this up, he had to be.
But he looked back at the water, and there was the cloud, over the stars that had been dimmed by the cloud. Lionblaze hissed when he heard a voice in his head,
"There will be three, kin of your kin, who hold the power of the stars in their paws. A great storm will come, with sky, air, darkness and water. Only when the fourth comes will it finally end, and you will be at peace." The voice left as quickly as it had come, and Lionblaze saw the stars and cloud disappear.
Lionblaze shook his head. This had not just happened. Jayfeather was the medicine cat, not him. He didn't get things like this. It wasn't his place.
He walked back over to where Toadpaw stood, and he saw his apprentice, shivering on the ground. Lionblaze held back the desire to laugh, and he tried to look serious,
"It was just a fish," He said calmly, "Nothing else. Let's go up near the WindClan border and go practice."
Toadpaw regained his mind and he stood up and followed Lionblaze again. They did not go very far into the woods until Lionblaze perked his ears up and flicked his tail, telling Toadpaw to stop. They froze, and Lionblaze whispered very quietly,
"Toadpaw, can you smell that?" He said, "It's one of the dogs."
Indeed it was a dog, a large golden one with a patch of white on its stomach. He was walking away from the two cats, with two other dogs following him. They were not ones that Lionblaze had seen earlier. They were two new ones.
They were female, a black and brown one, and a white one. One was very small, a lap dog. (I might start using human terms to make it clearer.) The other was huge, a saint bernard. They cowered in fear as the golden dog turned on them and yapped something in its strange tounge,
"Faster walk. No time, must get you there. Make Fox happy." Fox, that must be the leader's name. Fox, a sneaking, lying animal. Very fitting name.
The two she-dogs quickly sped up, and the golden one smiled to himself. He walked on after them, making a strange sound, almost like chuckling.
Toadpaw was shaking again. He was very freaked out, seeing the dogs again. He and his sister almost died last time he saw them.
Lionblaze put a comforting tail on his shoulder, "It's okay, they're gone." He said quietly, "Let's just get out of here."
Toadpaw nodded like nuts, and he stood up, still shaking. He started to walk when his nose shot up in the air,
"Lionblaze, can you smell that?" He asked.
"Do you mean the dogs or the WindClan scent?" Lionblaze had picked it up too. They were not close to the border, but the smell was very strong. Like a fresh scent marker.
"Let's go see what it is about," Toadpaw said, running into the trees. Before Lionblaze could finish, he heard a caterwaul. But it was not Toadpaw's.
Lionblaze ran ahead to see Mousewhisker, Thornclaw, and Brackenfur attacking a large group of WindClan cats. There was Ashfoot, Tornear, Heathertail, Breezepelt, Sunpaw, Harespring, and Dewspots. They were laying down scent markers, just as Lionblaze thought. The three ThunderClan cats were already fighting, and Toadpaw was taking on Sunpaw. Lionblaze threw himself into the battle, his claws sliding out. He jumped onto Tornear's back, and started to claw at his back. He cried in pain and shot out from underneath Lionblaze, running back to his territory.
Toadpaw fought Sunpaw with all of his might. Practically killing the older apprentice, he ran off, but Toadpaw chased him, using the speed he had to have running from the dogs.
Thornclaw was battling with Ashfoot, him being the one on top. Breezepelt came running for Lionblaze, while Heathertail jumped onto Mousewhisker, bringing him down. Brackenfur was in a tight battle with Dewspots and Harespring, but he delivered a slash to Harespring's nose that caused him to run away, howling in pain.
Breezepelt slammed into Lionblaze, but he was ready for the hit. He let himself roll over, landing on top of Breezepelt. He was not smaller than Lionblaze, but his strength was less. Lionblaze's weight held down Breezepelt while he raked his claws against his belly.
Suddenly, a fire burned in Breezepelt's eyes. Lionblaze recognized the hate Breezepelt had for him, his half brother. He saw the pain of losing his mother, and his father not loving him. He strived to become even with Crowfeather, or to at least get even with one of his other kits.
He threw Lionblaze off of him, and he leaped under Lionblaze, raking at his legs. Lionblaze's wound from the dogs had opened back up, and pain seared throughout his leg.
But the pain just fired Lionblaze's power to an all time high, and he saw his vision go red. He lunged at Breezepelt, making contact with his claws. He slashed him wherever he could, wanting to do damage. He didn't want to kill his half brother, oh no. He did not want that at all.
Breezepelt realized that this was not a winning battle for him. He tried his hardest to get away from Lionblaze's ripping claws. Lionblaze let him go, giving him one more day to live,
"I will get you," Breezepelt hissed quietly, "And trust me; I've already taken a prize from you." He spat at him, but ran off after his other Clanmates.
It was only Mousewhisker, Heathertail, and Lionblaze left. The other ThunderClan cats had chased after their enemies, making sure that they didn't come back. Heathertail had one paw on Mousewhisker's throat, pinning him down. He didn't try to move, for any movement would have hurt his throat, making him closer to death.
"L-Lionb-blaze…." He heard Mousewhisker whisper, trying to call out, "H-Help…."
Heathertail turned to look at Lionblaze, keeping her paw on Mousewhisker. She had a smile on her face that tortured Lionblaze to no end. It was a smile with hatred, but a kind of sadness,
"Yes," She hissed, "Come and help your Clanmate. Or will you not fight me? Come Lionblaze, let us fight. Save Mousewhisker here."
Lionblaze didn't move. He couldn't fight Heathertail. Even if he didn't love her, as he kept repeating in his head every day (and it is working), he didn't want to fight her. But his vision hazed, and he saw himself ripping her apart, making her suffer. He pushed the idea out of his head, looking at the real situation. Mousewhisker was making a quiet pleading sound, begging Lionblaze to get the pressure off of him.
But again, Lionblaze didn't move. Heathertail smiled bigger, and she turned back to Mousewhisker. She unsheathed her claws, and brought it raking down slowly on Mousewhisker's stomach. He cried out in pain, but Lionblaze couldn't move. He could not believe that the sweet cat he used to no was now a crazed she-cat. It was impossible that Hollyleaf alone had done this to her.
Then something made sense to Lionblaze. What Breezepelt had said, I have already taken a prize from you…He had taken Heathertail, and made her like him.
Full of hatred.
Heathertail stopped torturing Mousewhisker neatly, and walked up to Lionblaze. She licked his cheek, sending shivers down his spine,
"See you round," She said, laughing ever so quietly. She turned and walked off into the trees, back towards her territory.
Mousewhisker had made his way to his paws, and was looking at Lionblaze with hatred in his eyes, "Why didn't you stop her?" He asked, "Why did you let her do that to me?"
Lionblaze stood there, not sure what to tell Mousewhisker. Mousewhisker's eyes shone with distrust and a lust for his blood,
"I can't promise I can make you go through what I did," He said evenly, "But you will not be like that to anyone else. So…cruel…I thought I knew you better Lionblaze, I truly thought that I did."
Mousewhisker, who was still bleeding from every wound, made his way slowly back to camp, limping. Lionblaze felt sick to his stomach. He lowered his head, and felt ashamed. He had not just let Heathertail get away with that, but he had broken a bond with a very trustworthy cat.
And most likely his sister too.
Hollyleaf sat there, listening to Mousewhisker finish his story. She was shocked at what Lionblaze had done. Even more so, she was enraged that he had let Heathertail claw Mousewhisker half to death with him watching. She thought that Mousewhisker was right, she shouldn't trust her brother.
But she had to right? What about the…then she remembered, there was no prophecy. It had been a lie. So…if she didn't have full trust, that would be okay. Just like she doesn't trust Ashfur.
Mousewhisker's stomach was starting to scar over, but he still looked like he was in pain. Hollyleaf didn't want him to be in so much pain just for her,
"Go back to sleep," She told him quietly, "Go and rest. I'll be here tomorrow, and the day after that and after that…" She trailed off, going up to lick his forehead. He tried to purr, but he was too tired. He just nodded to her, and walked back up to the Warriors' den.
Hollyleaf went back to her post, trying to get the image of her brother out of her head.
It was three days after Mousewhisker had been attacked by Heathertail. The whole clan knew this, but not that it was Lionblaze's fault. Only Mousewhisker, Hollyleaf, Jayfeather, and Lionblaze knew.
Hollyleaf was sitting out side of the warriors' den when she heard a squeal from Whitewing, who was inside the nursery. Jayfeather must have heard it too, since he came running out of the medicine cat den, and into the nursery. Millie, Daisy and Ferncloud pushed the other kits out of the den, so that there would be room for Whitewing to give birth. Birchfall ran into the den also, to be with his mate. When all was quiet from the den, Hollyleaf went to stick her head into the den.
Sitting curled up against Whitewing was…four kits! Since Whitewing and Birchfall were both only kits, since Birchfall's sibling had died, this was wonderful. There was a fluffy white kit, who was the only girl. She looked just like her mother. The other three boys were a tortishell with distinctive dappled black markings on him, one was a golden amber with a dark red tail and paws, and the last was a small silver kit with a white line running down his spine.
"They are lovely," She heard Birchfall say, "What do you want to call them?"
Whitewing looked down at her little kits, and she pointed to the little girl, "She will be Echokit. She is an image of me, my little echo. And the grey one shall be Frozenkit, look at him slightly shaking." He was shaking slightly in the cold air, and Whitewing wrapped her tail around him.
Birchfall took her silence that he should name the other two. He looked at the tortishell one, "He can be Moonkit. I am fond of that name. And what shall we call you?" he put his head close to the golden one, who raised his head form his mother's side, and he softly bit his father's nose,
"Well look at that!" He said, "He's just a little wild tyke isn't he? That's what we will call him. Wildkit." He said, licking the small kits.
"Echokit, Wildkit, Frozenkit, and Moonkit. Lovely names," Jayfeather said, laying some borage in from of Whitewing, "Eat this," He said, "And more milk will come."
Whitewing nodded, and she ate the herbs in front of her, not making any faces. She needed the extra milk to feed the four kits.
Hollyleaf withdrew her head from the den, and saw her self meet Firestar's gaze. He walked over to her and put his head in the den also. When he withdrew, he was smiling,
"Such beautiful kits," He sighed, "I remember why Squirrelflight and Leafpool were born. They were such wonderful kits…" He sighed again, and he smiled slightly to Hollyleaf, "I expect that my great grand children will be just a pretty as my daughters and their kits?"
Hollyleaf nodded, embarrassed by Firestar's remark. He laughed at her expression and he walked off, going to talk to Thornclaw.
Mousewhisker came over to Hollyleaf's side, and she nuzzled up next to him. Indeed, she was very happy about having kits. They were going to be beautiful, since they were Mousewhisker's kits.
But one thing troubled Hollyleaf about her kits. When she saw Whitewing, having to sit around all day, waiting to have her kits, was she ready to have to give up being a warrior for a while? Did she want it that much?
Feeling Mousewhisker at her side, she knew that the answer was yes.
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