Slatepaw // Tom // 8 moons // Reefclan // Apprentice // Tags: Sandpaw // Mentions: none!
Slatepaw bit down on one of the hawk's wings, hard. He knew they were nearly beaten, yet Sandpaw kept fighting. He admired her determination and courage. The hawk's claws grazed his shoulder. Just then, he heard something nearby. The border patrol! "Hang on, Sandpaw!" He shouted to her as he just about managed to limp-climb up the nearest tree. He yelled for help as loud as he could and prayed to Starclan that the border patrol could hear him. Suddenly, he heard Sandpaw yell. He looked down. She was battered and bleeding like him, but bravely kept battling the bird. Suddenly he felt his foot slip. He slipped off the branch he was on. Flailing around in fear, his claws managed to grasp the edge of the branch and tried desperately to pull himself up. He sensed the hawk flap around and circle above his head, preparing to dive. His claws began to slip. "Help!" He yelled again, hoping the patrol was close by.
Laurelheart // She-cat // 120 moons // Rootclan // Elder // Tags: // Mentions:
Laurelheart padded through camp. She checked no cat was watching her, and snuck out of the clearing. The others were skittish about leaving camp with Rockclan cats at their borderline, or sometimes even over the borderline. Even she could sense a battle just around the corner. She wasn't going to go far, anyway. Just near the larger trees in the forest. She padded slowly along, breathing in the damp air. Rounding around a particularly large tree, she realised she was closer to the border than she intended. Before she turned around, she sniffed the air. There were Rootclan's scent marks from earlier that day and the stale Rockclan scent marks. There was also something else... Rockclan cats... nearby. She didn't trust them. She turned around and walked back to camp, suspicious.