Chapter 8
(I was debating whether or not to put this next part in. Since I have, I figured I might as well make it important.)
Lightningclan and Wildclan were walking back towards their camps together. Since they were so close to each other, they typically did. Ripstar glared back at the apprentices, namely Silverpaw and Wolfpaw. "I don't like those two spending so much time together." He growled.
Lightningstar bristled. "I was wondering why you would pick a cat as awful as Flurrywind to be deputy, now I know why. You're just like him."
"'As awful as Flurrywind?'" Ripstar questioned. He laughed. "Look who's talking."
"What does that mean?!" Lightningstar hissed.
Ripstar laughed again. "What I mean is, Wingshadow is unpredictable. After all, she kills cats when she gets even a little angry."
Ripstar kept walking but Lightningstar froze momentarily. True, a few cats in her own clan knew about that, but not everyone, and certainly no one outside it. "How did you know about that?" Lightningstar breathed, her voice dangerously angry herself.
"Flame told me." Ripstar said. "Yeah, he told me she killed him, if I recall correctly. Because she panicked."
Lightningstar made a mental note to have a 'talk' with Flame the next time she visited Starclan. Then she stomped forward, keeping pace with Ripstar. "Wingshadow isn't like that anymore." She growled, keeping her voice low. Wingshadow wasn't that far away.
"Isn't she?" Ripstar persisted. "Don't you have to stop her from killing cats? What will ever happen when you die? Will she perhaps kill cats in her anger over it? Or maybe she'll keep her temper under control until she has nine lives, and become indestructible. Or-"
Whatever Ripstar was going to say, Lightningstar never found out. She'd heard enough. Lightningstar leapt into the air landed on Ripstar. She'd taken him by surprise, so he fell to the ground. All the cats from both clans froze, waiting with baited breath. "I said you and Flurrywind were similar, well maybe Wingshadow and I are similar." She hissed under breath.
"You wouldn't dare." Ripstar argued.
"No, not tonight. Not with practically your whole clan watching." She glanced at the clans. "But you never insult my clan. This isn't over." She climbed off.
"No, it isn't." Ripstar agreed dangerously. "But I believe this is where we part." Sure enough they'd passed Stormclan, and were on thunderpath. That was where the border was. "Until next time Lightningstar." He gave a mock bow and walked back into his own territory.
"What was that about Lightningstar?" Wingshadow asked.
Lightningstar sighed. "He's upset I don't think he picked a good deputy." She partially explained.
"Oh." Was all Wingshadow responded with.
"Come on, let's go back to camp." Lightningstar turned around and headed back into her own territory.
"Owlpaw! Owlpaw!" Tigerpaw dashed into the apprentices den and practically bounced on his sister's stomach.
"What is it Tigerpaw?" Owlpaw groaned sleepily. "We have training tomorrow."
Tigerpaw quickly looked around the apprentice den. He'd woken up Briarpaw. Luckily, she dropped right back to sleep after that.
Tigerpaw let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks for covering." He whispered.
Owlpaw looked at him in confusion as if she hadn't realized Briarpaw had been awake. But why else would she have said that? "What is it?" She asked.
"I just found out, Lightningclan's deputy kills cats when she gets angry. Isn't this great? We can use that to cause distractions, and tell Death Trap later." Death Trap was their mom, but she always preffered being called by her name.
Owlpaw blinked. "Oh. Oh yeah, that's right."
"What? What's right?" Tigerpaw wanted to know.
Owlpaw gave her head a little shake and started looking away.
"Owlpaw, tell me." Tigerpaw growled, using all the authority he had. It was more than enough.
"Please, don't tell Death Trap." She whimpered.
"I won't." Tigerpaw half moaned. "Just tell me what it is?"
"It's just, I forgot that's why we came here." Owlpaw admitted.
"What?" Tigerpaw hissed.
"You promised you wouldn't tell Death Trap." Owlpaw blubbered.
Tigerpaw felt himself softening. He had always been the favorite of Death Trap. For some reason she had very little if any faith in Owlpaw. He wouldn't give her more reason for that. Tigerpaw shook his head. "And I won't. Let's just go to sleep."
