A.N.: Okay! Softpaw wins the final competition. This will be the last P.O.V. that isn't the brothers, although I AM STARTING A STORY OF LIGHTCLAN SHORTS. You can pick any cat in the allegiance, so give me some lists to start with! Thanks! Hope you enjoy. ~12HockeyChick21
P.O.V. Of Softpaw
"Duck! JAB! Roll!" Softpaw attempted to follow Spiderstar's commands, but she felt somewhat off balance and couldn't seem to focus. She missed having Moonshadow as her mentor, which made her feel bad because she had the leader as her mentor now! LightClan's leader! And yet she felt like she was getting worse and worse as her training went by. It had been almost a moon since Spiderstar became her mentor, as well as that... dreaded day she was attacked and she hadn't felt the same since.
"Softpaw no! I said roll! Roll!" Spiderstar's yowl broke her from her thoughts right as she was bowled over by her brother, Sootpaw. She let out a hiss of alarm, falling into a snow drift.
"Sorry sis, what is us with you? You seem totally out of it." Sootpaw mewed, moving to help her up. But before Softpaw could reply, she bend back over and retched right into the snow. Sootpaw recoiled, his tail bushing.
"I think we should take you to see Silverberry." Spiderstar mewed padding over and stroking her spine with his tail tip. The old leader helped Softpaw to her paws and they and Fuzzytail and her brother all padded back to camp. Softpaw was taken aback when she saw the bodies of Flameheart, Cinderwind, Dewclaw, and Bristlefur. Sick cats were piling up and dropping off like flies...
"Sootpaw, take your sister to see Silverberry." Spiderstar ordered, then broke away to go speak with Fawnheart, who was prepping the bodies of her clanmates with lavender and other herbs. Sootpaw nudged Softpaw along to the medicine cat den, breaking her out of her mind yet again.
"Silverberry?" Sootpaw called as they padded in.
"Yes?" The younger medicine cat appeared, looking solemn.
"Can you look at Softpaw please? She threw up during battle practice."
"Okay, Softpaw come lay down for a minute." Silverberry motioned her over to a nest. Fuzzytail poked his head in.
"Sootpaw, I'd like you to help me clean out some of the dirty nests in the sick den." he meowed. Sootpaw bristled in fear.
"But what if we get sick?!" he exclaimed. Fuzzytail padded in and whisked his apprentice out with his tail.
"Fawnheart said the cats that just passed were the remainder of the weakest cats still carrying the disease. The rest of the cats should no longer be contagious so-" His meow drifted out of earshot as the two disappeared, so Softpaw glanced up at Silverberry as the other she-cat looked over her.
"Is that true? Are the other sick cats really going to be okay?" She asked. Silverberry sighed.
"We hope so. Now, Softpaw... by any chance, have you thrown up any other times recently?"
Softpaw thought for a moment, lowering her ears.
"Well there was this one time a few nights ago when I went out to the dirtplace, but I just thought that maybe the squirrel I had eaten earlier was just bad, so I didn't want to bother you or Fawnheart with it." She mewed. Silverberry brushed her paw over Softpaw's belly gingerly.
"Oh, please don't ever feel that way Softpaw. We are always here for you if you feel like something is wrong." She fell silent, her paws moving carefully over Softpaw's visibly bloated belly. Had she been eating too much lately? She had noticed a spike in her appetite.
"Softpaw..." Silverberry began softly, making Softpaw's heart begin to race with worry.
"Why do you sound like that? I-is there something wrong with me?"
"There is something we never told you... When you were attacked by that tom, he forced himself onto you, s-sexually." Silverberry stammered and Softpaw gasped softly, curling up a little tighter and pulling away from Silverberry's tail.
"What are you saying?" She asked, throat tight.
"You are... well you are pregnant Softpaw... you're going to be a mother." Silverberry murmured. Softpaw stood so fast she almost fell back down again. Her head spinning, she made a dash for the exit.
"Softpaw wait!" Silverberry's words barely registered in her mind as the blood pounded in her ears. She stopped near the freshkill pile, but bile rose in her throat. She looked around, desperately just wanting to make a break for the forest.
"Softpaw? Are you alright?" The voice of her old mentor Moonshadow made her look at him, the dark tom's dark blue eyes full of concern. Softpaw arched her back and hissed at him.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! I WILL NEVER GET TO BE A WARRIOR NOW! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU MOONSHADOW!" She spat and stumbled for the camp exit, mews of confusion bubbling up behind her from all the cats in the clearing.
She didn't know where she was going and she knew it was a bad idea, but she just ran. She ran as far as she could away from everything, praying to StarClan that this was all just some horrific dream and she'd wake up any moment now in her nest in the apprentice den.
She ran to the riverbank and looked out at it, partially frozen over. She found herself wondering if she walked out onto that ice if it would break and sweep her away in the river, taking all her problems away with it. She tentatively pressed a paw down on the ice and it stayed solid under her, so she crept forward a little bit. Slowly, slowly, inching her way... out into the middle of the-
"SOFTPAW! What in StarClan's name are you doing?" She looked up to see Otterstrike on the opposite bank. Her savior... was he here to rescue her again?
"What does it matter?! I'm no use to LightClan now..." Softpaw mewed.
"What are you talking about?"
"That rogue- AAAGGH!" Softpaw was cut off as the ice underpaw cracked, spidering fast and caving in, sending her plummeting into the freezing water. She felt as if the air was knocked out of her, the cold shocking her. She blinked, looking for the surface for a moment before feeling a huge weight in her chest.
What does it matter? Let StarClan take me... Softpaw let herself sink and be pulled by the current, but the feeling of teeth in her scruff made her open her eyes again. Soon she was greeted by the biting chill of the leafbare wind on her wet pelt.
"Softpaw what has gotten into you?!" Otterstrike's angry, concerned hiss came as she was laid on the bank safely. She felt his warm tongue rasping through her fur. He was so casual, almost as if he had done this before.
"There's no reason for me to go on..." Softpaw coughed up some water.
"What are you talking about? That's not true." Otterstrike mewed between licks.
"That rogue you saved me from... I'm going to have his kits..." Softpaw sobbed. Otterstrike's eyes dimmed and he laid down, wreathing himself around her much smaller frame before continuing to groom her.
"Oh, Softpaw... I'm so sorry." he murmured quietly.
"I don't know what to do... the whole clan will hate me." She gasped for breath between her cries.
"That's not true, Softpaw. They know you were attacked... they will understand."
"But I feel so dirty and awful! Why would StarClan do this to me. I FEEL HORRIBLE BECAUSE I DON'T EVEN WANT THESE KITS!"
"Shhh... please, everything will be alright. Perhaps your kits are meant for big things..." Otterstrike comforted.
"But I don't want them knowing they were an accident, a result of something so terrible..." The apprentice whispered. The large warrior stroked her side with his tail.
"Then we won't tell them... we'll figure something out Softpaw, I promise."
When Softpaw looked up into Otterstrike's dark amber eyes, something in her felt changed. A fire started in the pit of her belly and she nodded.
"B-but what about the other clans? What will they say when they hear that an apprentice is expecting?!"
"That's true, I don't believe something like this has ever happened... but I won't let them judge you." Otterstrike promised. Softpaw felt her heart beating faster as she pressed up against him. She was sure asking a warrior something like this, especially the son of the leader, and her mentor would be crazy, but she went for it anyways, swallowing the fear in her chest.
"Will you say you're the father of my kits?"
A.N.: There you go. Hope you guys enjoyed. Like I said, give me some ideas for cats for the group of LightClan oneshots and maybe I'll get started on those soon ;) Thanks for reading! ~12HockeyChick21
