INTERVIEW (THE WAYWAYWAY OVERDUE ONE) AFTER STORY!
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"Whoa, you actually came?" Emberpaw heard, and spun around so fast she almost toppled over.
"Yes, I did, and could you please not scare me like that?!" Nightpaw looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I was just surprised that you came; you didn't look like you would at the gathering."
"Well, until yesterday, I wasn't going to." Emberpaw retorted.
"Oh, so I've been on your mind lately, have i?" he said, purring at her mortified glances.
"Anyways," Emberpaw spoke loudly, ignoring Nightpaw, "What is it that you were going to tell me?"
"What?" Nightpaw said, confused.
Emberpaw was starting to get irritated. "At the gathering? You said there was something you needed to tell me?"
"Oh, nothing really, I just said that so you would come."
"What?! And what in Starclan do you need me for, then?"
"I… I missed you, and I never got to apologize about your ear." Nightpaw said, glancing up at her slightly torn ear.
"My ears fine, it healed really – Wait, what do you mean, you missed me?"
"Well, you're great! I just mean- you were my friend, and I missed you when you left. I didn't even get to say goodbye, Gingertail took me back to the nursery when Riverclan came. Stripepaw was in tears; I had no idea what had happened until that night."
Emberpaw was silent. Thinking about it now, it must've been as confusing for him as it was for her, one of his two friends suddenly disappearing. She was about to speak, when she saw the moon, and realized she had to go, if she was to make it look like she had been picking moss. Knowing that it was the only way to make Nightpaw go, she chose her next words carefully.
"Nightpaw, thank you for apologizing for my ear, but bringing me out here, where we both could've gotten into major trouble, was far beyond necessary. I am Riverclan now, and you are a Thunderclan cat. We are not friends, we are… nothing. Okay?"
Nightpaw looked hurt, his ears down and tail drooping.
"Now, I have to go." Padding off, Emberpaw felt more and more guilty about what she had said; she knew she would regret it, but she had to say it.
"Congratulations on becoming an apprentice, Nightpaw." She called to his back, twisting her head back to facing forward, but not before seeing his happy, hopeful face look back at her.
Wariness tugged at her paws, the half-moon shining just enough light onto the wet stones to guide her way. Remembering her nightly training in the dead forest, her paws seemed even heavier. Stopping at where the moss was hidden, Emberpaw grabbed the biggest mouthful she could and tucked another under her jaw, like Robinflight had taught her.
"Emberpaw!" turning, for the second time that night being scared out of her wits, she saw a bleeding Troutpaw bound over to her.
"We won! We showed those mangy Windclan cats not to steal from us!" he was purring so loudly, Emberpaw couldn't help but join in, not being able to say anything with the moss in her mouth. Then she saw Troutpaw's wounds.
She dropped the moss, and dragged Troutpaw into the camp. The few cats who had been staying up had almost all fallen asleep, but Stormwater rushed over.
"Don't worry, it's just a scratch!" he exclaimed at Emberpaw's fretting. It looked a lot bigger than a scratch, stretching from his underbelly to his shoulder, at least a tail long. It was bleeding, though it seemed to be slowing down. Troutpaw, looking down at it with her, as Stormwater hurried into his den, looked slightly concerned.
"Well, it's a lot bigger than it…" Emberpaw looked up, just in time to see Troutpaw's head droop and for her to catch his body as it collapsed.
"Troutpaw!" another warrior exclaimed. Wetstone, she noticed. His mother helped Emberpaw carry him to the medicine den, where Stormwater looked even more worried.
"Emberpaw, look for any other small scratches that Troutpaw has, and lick this into them," Stormwater instructed, giving her a leaf covered in a foul-smelling poultice. She began licking it into his ears, which were torn and caked with dried blood. Emberpaw's chest, which was always warm around Troutpaw, was now cold. Was he okay? His breathing was shallow, and his forehead furrowed, as if he was in pain, even as he slept.
After what seemed like moons, Stormwater finished with Troutpaw.
"I did all that I can do, just let him sleep. Wetstone," Stormwater addressed the worried mother, "He will have a scar from this, you know."
Wetstone bristled. "What, do you think I won't love him anymore, if he is scarred?"
"No," Stormwater said, bowing his head, "But I just wanted you to know. His fur will grow over it, but it will always be there."
"I will love him anyways." Stormwater nodded, and went to check on the other cats.
"Emberpaw," Wetstone addressed her, "Would you mind staying in here for the night with him? I have to look after Whitekit, and he seems to really like you, the way he speaks about you."
This was news to her. Troutpaw spoke about her? The familiar warm spark ignited in her stomach and chest, but it was put out by the cold worry of his well-being. Nestling down in the large nest, Emberpaw drifted off to sleep, comforted by the silver cat's steady breaths.
Emberpaw woke in the all too familiar dead forest. She lightened when she saw her friends, who were calling her over to help her with a new fighting move.
"Red, come over here! I need to show Moon here that you are way stronger than her!" Rock yowled, catching the attention of the other cats, which started streaming over. Emberpaw didn't understand how, but whenever her name was spoken, or when she was present, cats started listening to her; they watched her fight and asked for help on battle moves. No cat wanted to fight against her in the practices, and the cat that Fall or whoever the trainer chose was worse for the wear.
Emberpaw waited as Rock and Bark decided a way to show who was stronger. Moon looked scared, but she was trying not to show it. Emberpaw just shrugged as Bark explained the rules; whoever pinned the other down for five heartbeats won.
Rock started the fight. "Claws can be used, but not teeth," he warned them both. Emberpaw sat, waiting for Moon to make her move. Moon was strong, but slow. Emberpaw would let her charge, then jump out of the way, and hop on her back. Moon had the advantage, being bigger, but Emberpaw was planning on being too quick for that to affect her.
Doing just what she planned Moon would do, the grey and black she-cat rushed at her, claws aimed for her eyes. Hopping out of the way, she launched herself onto Moon's back, then jumping off as she annoyed cat slammed her back into the ground, where Emberpaw had been not a heartbeat ago. Everything going as planned, Emberpaw took advantage of the dazed cat and jumped on her underbelly, cutting off her air with one paw, and the other tearing at her soft underbelly.
Bark began counting. "…Three, four, and five!" Emberpaw jumped of, saying nothing as the crowd rushed around her, congratulating her and offering to go against whomever. Escaping, Emberpaw slipped into the trees to grab her breath.
"That was impressive, back there, Red." For hopefully the last time that night, Emberpaw was surprised, twisting her neck into a submissive gesture quickly to not anger Silverdust.
"You may return," she instructed, sitting and wrapping her red-stained tail around blood caked paws. Emberpaw followed suit, fighting the urge to clean her own bloody paws.
"You are getting good, Red. I'm proud of you." The praise coursed through her, clouding her mind with happiness.
"But, you are far from perfect." Her voice, usually rough, was now sweet, clouding Emberpaw's mind and making it hard to think.
"You need to take lessons from Fall from now on, I think that will help." Emberpaw couldn't help but nod. Her head was fuzzy, full of fog. She felt her eyes begin to droop.
Silverdust stood up, pressing her muzzle against Emberpaw's, passing blood onto hers. The blood was moving, following along her coat to where her eyes were. That's not possible she thought. She wanted to watch the blood and where it was going, but it was making her dizzy. Her eyes closed, and she slipped into another dream.
Emberpaw was floating. The sky was dark; the ground was nowhere to be seen. Her head hurt, like ants were crawling inside it, biting it. Her paws were heavy. Her head hurt.
"You are nobody," a voice inside her head whispered. "You are nothing." She felt sick, her head itching and hurting. Her paws were heavy.
"Nobody needs you. You are nothing." The voice was inside her, in her paws. She heard a whimper. A moment later, she realized it was hers.
The scene around her changed. She was in the Riverclan clearing, invisible.
"Finally! I thought she'd never die!" a tom exclaims. She sees his face. Troutpaw.
"I know what you mean; she was nothing but a hindrance. I'm glad she's gone!" Beetlepaw.
She saw her body. It was twisted, broken. Blood was pooled around her. Cats were taking turns tearing at her body, laughing as it tore into gruesome shapes. Emberpaw was going to be sick.
The scene changed. She saw Silverdust, glowing and radiant. "Emberpaw! There you are! We need you!"
The pain was leaving her head. Her paws didn't feel so heavy. She walked towards the white glow. The needed her. Silverdust and the Darkforest needed her. She was needed.
She didn't mind the blood, leaving her body, flowing into Silverdust.
Me: hey! Sorry, this is way way way way way overdue: Emberpaw and Stripepaw's interview! So, I have no wi-fi, so I don't remember who asked what questions. I apologize, but I thank you all for –
Stripepaw: can we get this going? Im bored.
Me: *sigh* I was apologizing to my amazing viewers, mouse-brain
Stripepaw: so?
Me: SO, I don't want them to hate me for not giving them credit
Emberpaw: okay, okay. Stripepaw, you should apologize to—
Me: WAIT you cant use my name on this interview!
Stripepaw: why not?
Me: because… I just cant, okay? Personal information.
Stripepaw: Personal information? You mean, like when you –
Me: *covers Stripepaw's mouth with paw* okay, on here you can call me… Wildfire!
Emberpaw: Wildfire? Why that name?
Me: well, that was originally your name, Emberpaw, until I thought it sounded sort of weird for someone with you character.
Emberpaw: *Bristles* whats that supposed to mean?
Me: *Panic* nothing mean! I just ment that Wildfire was a bit more of a Rouge sounding name.
Emberpaw: okay… how about we get on with this interview…?
Me: oh yeah! (Forgot) First question: to Emberpaw and Stripepaw, whats your biggest fear?
Emberpaw: Um…
Stripepaw: bugs
Me: bugs?
Stripepaw: spiders
Me: what, like these? *Holds up plastic spiders with my paw*
Stripepaw: …!
Emberpaw: Stripepaw! Get down from that tree! We just started the interview!
Stripepaw: …
Me: Comeon, ill tell you the name you were supposed to have, if you come down!
Stripepaw: *Lands right next to Wildfire*
Me: dude!
Stripepaw: my name?
Me: well, I was going to make you Redkit/paw, but for some reason I typed Stripepaw instead, and didn't notice until I had already published the first story…
Stripepaw: oh, okay. I don't really mind.
Emberpaw: *Mutters* that was anti-climatic
Stripepaw: what?
Emberpaw: Nothing.
Me: okay! Emberpaw, your biggest fear…?
Emberpaw: Next question! Oh! It's for me! Ummm.. 'What did you think of Stripepaw's prophecy?'
Me: *sighs and mumbles something unintelligible*
Stripepaw: *Laughs loudly* I bet you're jealous that I have a prophecy and you don't!
Emberpaw: *Walks over and sits on Stripepaw*
Stripepaw: MMMPH!
Emberpaw: Wildfire, how am I supposed to answer that?! You haven't even thought about how I will feel about it!
Me: *Embarrassed* oh, yeah, sorry
Stripepaw: mmmmppphhh…
Me: you better get off of him, before he dies. I need him for the story…
Emberpaw: *gets off* I'm not jealous of you right now, dirt-face.
Stripepaw: can we please have the next question?
Me: okay, dirt-face. *Ducks a cuff to the ears* a question, for me? 'how is Emberpaw a calico, when Stripepaw, Heroncall, and Splashfur are grey?'
Me:…
Me:…
Me:…
Me: *Trying not to yell* this is a story about talking cats that follow a bunch of cat sprits that somehow correspond with real-life two-leg events, manage not to be detected by the said two-legs, never seem to run out of prey, and you're asking about genes and how Emberpaw looks different?! I'm sorry, let me follow the science rules that are obviously being followed in all of the books, and make Emberpaw grey!
*irritation so grand it has taken on a physical form, and blows Stripepaw away*
Emberpaw: but I don't wanna be grey! I like being white, orange, and black!
Me: exactly! *Glares at who ever asked that question, hoping they read this*
Stripepaw: *Claws back to us* next question, please?
Me: oh, yeah (Forgot again) uh, 'Emberpaw, have you not noticed how Fall looks exactly like you?'
Emberpaw: she does?! Usually, her fur is so bloody I can't tell what color her pelt were, well none what cat she looked similar to…
Stripepaw: *Lost* what? Who's Fall?
Me: *Ignoring Stripepaw* Next question! 'Emberpaw, if you were able to, what would you have said/done to Stripepaw when he was rude to you at the gathering?'
Stripepaw: oh, god… *Backs away*
Emberpaw: can we just ignore that? I'm pretty sure you still need him for the story…
Me: okay… *Not wanting a fight* for me, 'where did you get the idea for this story come from?'
Emberpaw: yeah, where did we come from?
Stripepaw: yeah, where?! Wherewhere!
Me: WELL, uhh… um one sec… *Checks when the word doc was first created* on the 27th of May, I typed up the first two paragraphs of the first chapter, but I sort of gave up; before I had a really low self-esteem and I gave up after two chapters… so when I made an account on here, I just picked this one up! :)
Stripepaw: *Yawns* what? Your heartfelt speech passed right through my head
Emberpaw: *Mutters* maybe because there was no brain in there to catch it…
Me: *Puts tail over Stripepaw's muzzle before he says things I can't put on here* NEXT question… for Stripepaw.. 'Do you like anyone?'
Stripepaw: well, I'm a tom, and so is both Redpaw and Nightpaw. So, not at the moment.
Me: Okay… I will wrap this up with one last question that will be asked solo; Emberpaw and Stripepaw, you can leave now.
Emberpaw: what? Without us, who will you as the question to? Is it for you?
Me: no, it's for Troutpaw
Stripepaw: oh, another fish-breath?
Emberpaw: come here, I wanna show you what I would've done at the gathering…
Me: *makes the siblings disappear with my magical writer's magical magic, and makes Troutpaw appear*
Troutpaw: what? Where am i?!
Me: a reader has a question for you!
Troutpaw: what, like what my name was supposed to be? I wanted that name, not Troutpaw! *pout*
Me: sorry, sorry! I know you were supposed to be named Hailpaw and your mentor Troutheart, but… Troutpaw sounds nicer than Hailpaw! Hailheart… he sounds hot, like Hawkheart 3
Troutpaw: *still pouting* are you done with your fangirling?
(Fangirling along with my future references to 'moe' and 'moe flowers' are Anime terms, and anyone comment me if they watch anime…? I need an anime buddie)
Me: okay, whoever asked me this question, I LOVE YOU for finally asking that I was asking myself :)
Me: 'Troutpaw, do you like Emberpaw?'
Troutpaw: *Moe beginning to flow into the air* well, she's really pretty, and I felt really sorry when I first met her, and—
Me: so you took advantage of my little Embie?!
Troutpaw: What, no! I mean… I like her, but I'm not sure… like, the elders think… ahhg! Whoever asked this question, you're giving me a migraine!
Me: OH, so, thinking about my Embie gives you a migraine?! Maybe I'll have her fall in love with Nightpaw, instead…
Troutpaw: NO! Please let me keep her! I like her! I just wish she would notice…
Me: *Makes him disappear, moe flowers turning brown around him*
*****P.S. I erased all interview memories from their little cat brains so it won't interfere with that story… ha-ha… that would be pretty funny though…*****
I hope you all enjoyed the interview (I tried to make it funny and enlightening)
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COMMENTS=MOTIVATION=CHAPTERS *You guys have been good about that, though :'D
Okay, I have gotten a comment from *no wi-fi* someone, saying that they were confused. THANKYOU! Even though some people don't like giving negative comments, please, if youre confused or don't think something should've gone a certain way, please tell me, so I can improve!
NOTE: soon, I will be staring a new fanfic, a RISE OF THE GURDIANS fanfic :)
'till next time,
ME~!