A.N.: So Clearwhisker was the winner of the last contest! So here you guys go, hope you like it! Oh and I wanted to say a quick R.I.P. to Chester Bennington from Linkin Park... if you guys don't know who LP is, they're an older band who have been around since either the late 1990's or early 2000's. I used to listen to them all the time when I was younger, so of course when I heard that Chester had commit suicide Wednesday night/Thursday morning, I was a bit upset. Thank you so much for all the amazing music Chester, and if you guys haven't listened, I would suggest giving them a listen. Songs like In The End, Shadow of the Day, Breaking the Habit, Numb, Leave out all the Rest... they're really good. They even had songs in the Transformers movies, New Divide and What I've done. Sorry for the slightly longer than normal AN, but I just felt the need to say something. All my love goes out to Chester's family and the other members of the band. Rest in Peace. Thanks for reading guys... ~12HockeyChick21


P.O.V. Of Clearwhisker

"Hey Clearwhisker!" The tom lifted his head up from the fresh kill pile that he'd been nosing, but it seemed to have already been scavenged. The scent of Blackstream hit his tongue, so he smiled and sat down.

"Hello Blackstream! It's good to finally hear you up and about. I heard about your accident, sorry I never came to see you while you were awake. I came in a few times but you were asleep. I brought you some fresh kill a few times as well."

"Oh were you the one who brought that juicy squirrel! I had been craving one so badly, thank you." He heard her meow and he laughed.

"Yes that was me. I'm glad you liked it. What can I do for you?" Clearwhisker felt her pad closer to him, his ears pricking slightly. Besides Blackstream, Silverberry, Leafpool, Spiderstar, and who he was pretty sure was a border patrol made up of Dewclaw, Thornfang, Foxtail, and Ripplesplash were all bustling around the camp.

"Well... I'm sure you heard that I lost an eye to that badger... so I was wondering if you'd be willing to teach me a few things about being a warrior and not being able to see as well." Clearwhisker felt Blackstream shift on her paws as she spoke.

"Of course I would! And there's no need to be nervous. Come on, let's go on a hunt. We could always use some more fresh kill." He sensed surprise wafting off of the she-cat's pelt as he told her not to be nervous.

"How do you do that? Wow. I mean, I at least still have one eye to see out of, but I have always wondered what it would be like being completely sightless... you are amazing to be a warrior despite it. I mean, wow. Really... you're an inspiration and I believe you'll make a great mentor one day." Blackstream gushed causing Clearwhisker to heat up and laugh.

"Oh please. Stop sucking up, I already told you I'd help you." He teased, standing up and motioning for her to follow with his tail. "But I do hope to be a mentor someday, so you will be good practice for me."

He felt Blackstream fall into step beside him as the two padded out of the camp.

"So what first?"

"Well... like you said, you still have one eye, so anything I tell you will be a bit different so..." he paused a minute to think. "Hmm... well, whenever things are or go out of your line of sight I guess instead of worrying about turning your head to follow whatever it is, you can use my technics. Using your other senses are key to being successful. You've got your scenting abilities as you're used to already, but also your hearing and your sense of touch. Stop here." Clearwhisker paused for a moment where they were, flicking his ears.

"Is it your left or right eye that got injured?" He asked.

"Left." Blackstream confirmed. The tom nodded, swishing his plumy tail in the left direction.

"Then listen. Use all those senses... what is to your left?"

There was silence for a few moments, but Clearwhisker could feel the tension of thought coming off of the she-cat and he felt her move closer to him.

"Prey of some sort..." she paused, probably to scent the air. " mouse, and the trickle of the river... also some fluttering noise I know I've heard before but I can't place it. I know it's not a bird of any kind."

"Pretty good. That fluttering sound is leaves falling from the trees. You'll learn every sound, don't worry too much. Now, without shifting around too much, I want you to sense the vibrations the mouse is giving off. Feel the ground with your paws, every living thing has it's own set of vibrations, which those you'll learn too. When I teach you some battle strategies we'll use some different cats so I can show you. Apprentices like Softpaw would make smaller, softer vibrations, while bigger cats like Dustcloud and Otterstrike make bigger, harsher vibrations. So even if you end up downwind of something or someone, you can always sense them coming in the earth." Clearwhisker meowed.

"Okay... the mouse is rustling through the leaves... probably scavenging for some food." Blackstream analyzed. Clearwhisker pricked his ears and shifted his paws around over the brush ever so slightly as to double check her assumptions. He nodded his head.

"Yes, very good. Do you think you can stalk and catch it?"

"O-oh I don't know..."

"Give it a try." He pushed a bit.

"Alright..."

He sensed her drop herself to the dirt, her long fur brushing against the crunchy leaves and grass. He couldn't help but think of Leafpool and smile. He'd have to go see how his mentor and his father were doing in the nursery.

"Like this?" Blackstream brought him back out of his thoughts.

"Well I can't exactly see your form, but it feels good to me, give it a shot. Just do what feels natural, like you already learned. And if you get to a point where you feel as if you're starting to lose it, just remember what I said." He listened to the brush move ever so slightly as she crept forward. He waited for a few moments, then heard her leap through the bushes and then he heard a desperate squeak. Success.

"Great job Blackstream!" He congratulated, but he heard nothing from her. "Blackstream?"

The tom pushed his way through the bushes to find her, sensing her right at the river. He walked up beside her, sensing her happiness gone, drained out of her and replace with disbelief and sadness.

"What's wrong Blackstream?" He asked, placing his tail on the she-cat's shoulder. She didn't respond for a second, stretching forward a little.

"Is... is that really what I look like?" She asked in quiet shock.

"What?" He asked.

"All these scars... and my ears... and my tail... oh StarClan... a-and my face... oh no I'm so ugly..." her voice broke and she collapsed to the river shore, sobs wracking her body.

"Oh Blackstream no, you're not ugly..." Clearwhisker laid down beside her, wreathing his body in with hers comfortingly.

"How do you know?! You can't even see me!" She asked, moving away from him slightly. But he still pressed into her, the two sharing their warmth. Clearwhisker listened to her cry only for a moment before jumping in to sooth her.

"Because I don't need to see you to know that you are as beautiful as you've always been. I never needed to see you to know how beautiful you were. I respect you immensely for how much you've been through and you still had your bubbly, compassionate personality. Don't go changing it now, because you shouldn't change one thing about yourself, as you are absolutely perfect just the way you are."

Blackstream sniffled beside him, but moved closer and rested her head on his shoulder.

"You really mean that?"

"Of course I do. You are an amazing she-cat." He mewed, nuzzling her.

"Oh Clearwhisker thank you... I think you're an amazing tom." She purred softly, nuzzling her head into the crook of his neck.

"Thank you... now where's that mouse you caught? I'm starving!" He joked, only partially. He was pretty hungry.

"What? Really?" The younger cat asked. Clearwhisker shrugged.

"The elders and Robinheart already ate as well as many of the warriors, it was evident by the looks of the fresh kill pile, or lack there of. So technically it's not breaking the code and no sense hunting on an empty stomach. Come on."

Blackstream stood up and padded a few paw steps away before returning next to him, getting as close as possible to fight off the bite of the leaf-fall wind. As a gust of wind blew, the scent of warm, fresh mouse hit his glands.

"Mmmm... great catch. Let's eat up quick and then we can try to find a lot more." Clearwhisker purred, bending down and taking a bite. The flavor hit his mouth and he groaned in pleasure as the warmth splashed his tongue.

"Come on, it's delicious." He mewed through his mouthful, pushing it closer to her with his paw. She took a bite herself, then he felt her look back up at him.

"Thanks Clearwhisker, for everything." She meowed. He nodded and purred before taking another bite.

"Of course. Any time."

When they finished their mouse. They groomed one another for a minute before Clearwhisker stood and stretched his legs.

"Alright, now back to work, missy!" He mewed jokingly stern.

"Yes Clearwhisker." She giggled and the two went off to continue their hunt.


A.N.: Sorry, I know I promised another Moonshadow/Otterstrike P.O.V. but I just couldn't seem to write anything good with them yet so I'll try again soon. I'll hopefully have another chapter up before Tuesday because I'm leaving to go out of town on Wednesday and will not be back until Sunday or so. Thanks for reading, let me know who you'd like to see one of next, besides the normal boys lol... So, Leafpool and Spiderstar, Softpaw, Silverberry, Fawnheart, or Adderstrike are the cats to choose from. Let's see who wins this time! Thanks for reading guys! ~12HockeyChick21