Hey, guys! Sorry this chapter took so long, I'm including the interview in this chapter, and I've sort of gone through a bit of writers block and non-motivation… I NEED COMMENTS! COMMENTS=MOTIVATION=CHAPTERS! I know its summer for most of you guys right now, but please understand that equation… please :'(
Thank you to all of you who DID comment, my heart goes out to you guys! 3
Okie enjoys the story, and interview at the bottom!
The vigil, Emberwing swore, was slower than a snail traveling across the clearing. The moon just dragged on, and on, and ON, and she felt as if her paws were falling off from the cold. As tradition, you could not speak, so the three newly made warriors just… stood there.
Finally, after what seemed like enough moons for them to join Starclan, the sun was peeking out from above the trees, making the frost-covered clearing sparkle and glimmer. Although golden, the sun provided no warmth, and the cats' breath could just barely be seen when they exhaled. Leaf-bare was here.
Reedstar himself came over to the three of them, nodding his head as a signal of their vigil, which was now over. Their shoulders sagged with relief, and, too tired to speak, they padded towards the warrior's den. They pushed through the barrier, and were welcomed by soft breathing, and three newly made nests, lined with moss and a couple of duck feathers each. They almost collapsed onto their new nests, and, with Troutclaw's pelt comfortingly against Emberwing's, she closed her eyes and sank blissfully into the oblivion.
The Darkforest was in an uproar. Cats streamed from all sides into the clearing, yowling to each other for the best spots or asking where certain cats were.
"Red, come here!" Emberwing's friend, Bark, called. "We found a good spot!" pushing her way past, growling at the larger cats who blocked her way, and, of course, with the help of her status in the Deadforest, she made it to Splash, Moon, Bark, and Rock fairly easy.
"What's going on," Emberwing asked, perplexed by the rush of the crowd around them.
"Silverdust called a meeting," Splash explained while inspecting one of her bloodied paws, "and required all cats to join, dead and alive."
The five cats looked worriedly at each other. The dead cats, which were evil enough to be sent here instead of Starclan, were nothing to mess with.
Bark looked about to talk about the latest gossip when all noise ceased, and instantaneously, countless cats bared their necks to the glowing leader as she walked to the Blood River to address the group.
When Silverdust got to a comfortable position, she mewed the words to allow them to straighten their necks back and listen.
"Last night, the Darkforest took even more of Starclan's precious territory!" she announced, and was meted by so many cackles, yowls, screeches, and noises of bloodlust that Emberwing's ears throbbed, but she joined in, although a lot quieter than the others.
"And this," Silverdust continued after the noise died down, "Is what brings me to my next announcement. In two moons, we will take over Starclan, completely!"
This time, a mixture of confusion and excitement erupted from the crowds, not as loud as before, but loud enough to echo painfully around the clearing.
"We attacked earlier with only our dead cats, the ones here all day. This time, however, all cats will participate in this one."
Emberwing had to cover her ears with her paws and screw her eyes shut upon the onslaught of noise from her fellow cats, and she wasn't the only one. When her eyes finally peeled back as the noise drooped slightly, she could see the younger cats with pained faces and rubbing their ears with their tails or paws.
Silverdust was going to say more, but cats started murmuring. It was time for most of them to wake, as they had been there all night, but Emberwing only a while. Cats started vanishing, little whispers following their disappearance like a breeze on a summer's night. Emberwing's mind was whirling, and she felt the familiar pains come on. She knew that they were painful enough to wake her and yank her from the Darkforest, so she bade a quick farewell forced through her teeth and felt the dizziness as she woke. When the pain was over, she was sure of one thing, even though she would be putting her very life in danger.
She couldn't let Starclan be destroyed.
Whoo! Major small chapter! Sorry about that, but I have to say, the words flowed pretty easily onto the screen…
Okay on to the interview! N'JOY!
Me: welcome, welcome! Today is another interview for all of my loving readers and followers, and—
Troutclaw: don't forget me!
Me: but you didn't help me.
Troutclaw: *pout* but I…
Me: dude, you didn't even say anything in this chapter.
Troutclaw: *sniffles*
Me: okay, sorry about that. Troutclaws really just mad because I was going to do a one-shot with him, Emberwing, and Beetleeyes finding a bit of catnip and going wild…
Emberwing: that would've been pretty funny, though…
Me: yeah, maybe in the future…
Me: OKAY! First question, from Featherwish of Windclan! WHOO!
Me: okay, this is for Emberwing: 'did you ever have feelings for anyone besides Troutclaw?'
Emberwing…
Troutclaw: well? We are waiting…
Emberwing: No, not really. I met Troutclaw my first day as an apprentice, so I don't think I had any other chances to meet other possible toms.
Me: Troutclaw! How dare you hog my Embie! She needs to have CHOISES!
Troutclaw: hmmph…
Me: nudges Troutclaw out of the computer, whistling innocently.
Troutclaw: AHHHH HELP MEEE!
Emberwing: shouldn't we go…
Me: pfft, he'll be fiiineee…
Troutclaw: *distant* what is that?! Is that… ah! AHHHH!
Me:… I sent him into the recesses of my mind.
Emberwing:… what in Starclan is in there?!
Me: Maya, my Evil me
Emberwing: like a Darksoul?
Me: yeah, you could say that…
Troutclaw: HELP ME! SHE WANTS TO DRESS ME IN KITTYPET CLOTHES!
Me: did I mention Maya has a thing for cats dressed in coustumes?
Emberwing:… O-on to the next question! For… Me! From one of Emberfall's regular commenters, Smokeblade27! 'durring the scilent vigil, you said you wanted the feelings to stop. Did you not want Troutclaw to be your mate anymore?'
Emberwing: *glares at Emberfall*
Me: IM SORRY, OKAY?!
Emberwing: okay, to all of you confused readers out there, the idiot writer messed up her wording and made it sound like I wanted the feelings to stop. It was SUPPOSED TO SAY: looking up at the stars, blah blah blah, she realized she didn't want the feelings to stop.
Me: im sorry, im sorry! Ill fix it and update the chapter, IM SORRY!
Emberwing: hmmph
Troutclaw: EMBERFALL IM SO SO SO SORRY, JUST TAKE ME BACCKKK!
Me: well, that's all the time we have today, folks! I hope you enjoied this little interview! If you're upset about how short it was, you should've commented questions :I
Troutclaw: SAVE ME! SOMEBODY, SAVE MEEEEE!
Till next time,
Emberfall!