My computer's being crappy at the moment. O.o; It takes, like, FOREVER to load a page!!!! :(
THIS chapter is only 1 page long, too; but it's good! ^^ Nightfur, I love you.... That's such a romantic way to die!!! :) Aw! :3
Can't even save myself
Owlfeather was one of the youngest warriors in ThunderClan. She was prosperous, always bringing enough prey in. The problem was; she was spooked easily. It was hard to control her when she got scared. She would lose control, and she seemed to always run into danger.
Was it bad luck? No…. just the way her mind was built. That was just how her personality was, and she was always fine…. until today.
She was hunting alone near the lake, looking for water voles and just thinking. She had just recently gotten pregnant with Nightfur's kits, and she wanted to hunt one last time before she was confined to the nursery. She loved hunting: she didn't want to give it up.
She was chasing a vole when she heard the noise; the big, scary noise.
Slowly, terrified, she looked up. And what she saw scared her out of her mind.
"HELP!" she screamed. She gave up the vole chase and it ran into a hole. But she didn't care. She had bigger things on her plate right now….
A patrol suddenly came out from the trees above the lake. Owlfeather screamed.
"HELP!" she screeched manically.
It was a fox that was chasing her. And, pretty soon, it chased her into the water.
Owlfeather couldn't swim, but she started to paddle desperately, anyway. She swam quickly, for the fox was still chasing her!
Eventually, the fox gave up, and it began to drown. Owlfeather struggled to turn around….
….And soon found out she couldn't. Oh, no! Owlfeather thought desperately. I'm running out of energy! Too…. tired…. must…. get…. back…. to…. shore….
She swam desperately and quickly, but she couldn't get back to shore. She was in the middle of the lake. Exhausted, she began to sink.
As she started to drown, her life flashed in front of her eyes. Becoming an apprentice. Her first dawn patrol. Her hunting assessment. Becoming a warrior. Finding out she was pregnant with Nightfur's kits. Her first real battle.
….All of that was insignificant now. And, suddenly; she remembered.
The kits! She tried desperately to flounder up to the surface. The kits! They're going to die, too! And they won't ever see the sunrise, or…. or anything!
Eventually, Owlfeather had to breathe, but instead of air, she got a mouthful of water, instead!
Her lungs slowly filled with water. And, as black dots began to cover her vision, and she got weaker and weaker, she had a thought.
Her last thought was: I love you, Nightfur.