Bearstar's Grief

by PIGEONZZZ

"RiverClan will fall, unless Bear rescues it from the darkness." Is what Bearfrost—at the time only a RiverClan apprentice—was told while deep asleep in a coma. A great darkness is coming to destroy RiverClan, and he can stop it; but can he save the Clan before it's too late? Or will he crumble like the rest of his Clan?

10. Chapter 9,

A dark, silent shape moved through the barren trees bordering ShadowClan and RiverClan. It stopped at the edge of a wide, open field, and bright amber eyes peered through the tall grass as it gazed around at its surroundings. A gray, pluming tail swished behind it, rattling crisp fallen leaves. It sniffed the cool, damp air, and proceeded through the field under the darkening leaf-fall sky. The tom arrived at a strange den made out of sticks. It looked through one, bright amber eye into a gap in the sticks. It saw a golden tabby she-cat pinned to the ground by four, large, moss covered stones. The cat heard something rustling behind it. It swerved its ears around, to hear pawsteps coming its way. It crouched back down into the stalks of grass, and felt a sharp tug at its pelt as a hunk of his gray fur was caught in a stick. The cat let the chunk of fur pull painfully off of his pelt.

Not again. I'm going to lose all my fur if I keep coming back here. The cat sighed, and swiftly, almost like a fish through water, slipped back towards the trees. Its long silver-gray fur swished behind it, and the large tom-cat looked back at the strange stick structure in the distance one last time before it disappeared from sight completely behind the thick undergrowth and dense trees.

I know Bearpaw is in there. I have to save him. For Shiningpaw. For my sister.