The 100 Tales Challenge

by Amberleaf le Haunt

I'm battling against other authors to see who can write 100 Tales first! Wish me luck! ;3 Rated T, just to be safe. OMG I SHALL WIN! Hehe. XD EDIT: I HAVE NOW OFFICIALLY WON THE 100 TALES CHALLENGE! YES! WHOOT! GO, ME! :3 ;

23. Elite

Elite

Hello. I am Redfire. And I am one of the Elite.

Who are the Elite, you may ask? Oh, they are like super-warriors, with many privileges, in BloodClan.

BloodClan has many positions (from least to best): slave, elder, queen, kit, apprentice, warrior, assassin, elite, healer, deputy, and leader. I am one of the highest ranks.

I love being part of the Elite. I get to eat first, along with the other four high ranks; I get to choose if I want to go on hunting patrol or border patrol; I can sleep in the middle of the den at night…. being an Elite in BloodClan is great.

I have my own apprentice, Dustpaw. He is learning quickly. He is training to be one of the Elite, as well. He likes fighting the best. It's not surprising, as I like fighting, too; the Elite are the ones who do the most fighting. We have been trained to be able to fight well.

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"Hey, Dustpaw!" I greeted my apprentice on a cool morning in greenleaf. "What would you like to do today?"

Dustpaw flexed his claws. "I would like to torture someone."

"Well, then; that's just great!" I exclaimed. "Let's go see Foxdung; you can torture her if no one else is using her."

We got to the slave den; to our luck, there were three slaves in there. Foxdung was one of them.

"Foxdung!" I called, once we got into the entrance of the slave den. It was actually the dirt-place; I preferred not to go in there.

She got up and sighed. She daintily picked her way through the dung and came out to meet us. I slashed at her ear.

"It's about time," I growled.

"Come on," Dustpaw meowed excitedly. "Let's go!"

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We got to the training clearing quickly enough. I turned around to face Dustpaw. Foxdung was lying on her belly in between us.

"Right, Dustpaw," I said. "What is the best way to torture a cat?"

"Claw its belly and its ears!" Dustpaw answered quickly.

"Good, good," I praised him. "Now try it."

Foxdung screeched in pain as he slowly raked his claws down her belly and clawed at her ears. I laughed, watching her. She was just so funny!

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The day continued on much like this: we got Foxdung to hunt for us, and then we went on a short border patrol. When night-time came, I thought back on the day again.

How wonderful it is to be one of the Elite in BloodClan, I thought. And then I fell asleep.