by PixieStoryteller » Thu Dec 02, 2010 2:48 am
Cinderclaw:
"Yes, of course, Bellstar," he said with a flinch, "I'll take out a patrol as soon as we're done talking about the gathering.
"Perhaps you could take Flamespirit and Stormpaw? and perhaps Thornclaw and Minnowpaw. Patchpaw doesn't really deserve to go out and we need a few warriors to guard camp, so that leaves Spiritheart, Heathersky, and Fawnflower to guard. What do you think?"
Minnowpaw:
Minnowpaw was still a little stunned that Stormpaw had taken his sister's place. He felt a small twinge of irritation at Bellstar for replacing her so quickly, it seemed as if the rest of the clan didn't really care about his sister... sadness filled him as he realized how much he missed her.
Shaking off these feelings, Minnowpaw looked around to find Thornclaw, he wanted to go hunting because he was starving!
Patchpaw:
Patchpaw had watched the ceremony with a twinge of scorn. So much for thinking Fernpaw had been "honorable". If they were serious they wouldn't have just replaced her like that. Patchpaw shrugged, trying to throw off these feelings, he didn't like the way they felt.
Suddenly, before his eyes were three kits, all playing and wrestling.
"Ow! That hurts, Patchpaw!"
It was Minnowpaw.
"Awww... Let me see it..."
That was Fernpaw... she looked at Minnowpaw's scratch, tsking over it and bustling around as if she were already a medicine cat.
Patchpaw's eyes burned and he padded away, out of the tunnel to be alone for a while.
Fleckstorm:
Fleckstorm's strength was beginning to ebb, but he knew he couldn't let that branch fall the rest of the way. He carefully moved the branch from his mouth to his paws and gasped for breath.
"Ok, on my signal, everybody push... One... Two... Three, push!" He yowled and shoved his weight against the branch, gratified to feel it moving up and over Spottedpaw.
Streamsong:
She pushed as well as she could, and was glad it was clearing the young apprentice.
Fernear:
Fernear was about to pad out of the main entrance of Moorclan camp when she heard several voices in the distance.
They need help! she thought, fear suddenly gripping her.
What if she couldn't help them? what if a cat had died and she could have saved them?
She ran towards the noise, fear rushing through her. She padded quickly up to the scene and saw Spottedpaw with her paw at an awkward angle.
"Oh no! What's happened?" she asked.
Without waiting to hear, she padded over beside Spottedpaw, knowing not to touch her paw. She examined it closely, and knew what had happened.
"Its broken..." she murmered.
((by the way.... Can Nightpaw be the apprentice of one of the cats in the two new clans? Fernear is so young, Nightpaw would never get a chance to become a medicine cat...))