Shadowwhisker's Pain

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Warriors And Rogues: The CoastClan kit's version of Cops And Robbers.
Prolouge
"CoastClan doesn't need such a weak kit." A pale tom scoffed to a queen who had recently given birth to a single kit. "Coaststar, we need all the kits we can get. CoastClan is a new Clan, and even the weak need to be able to grow!" The queen whimpered. "Shadowkit is too meek to grow. He may be on the big side, but that's nothing, when you need strength to grow." Coaststar growled. "He'llou be a runt. Y're a disgrace." He whipped away and walked out.
The queen let the kit suckle, ears flattened and tears gently rolling down her cheeks. "Shadowkit... Grow up to be strong... Please. For CoastClan. For your own Mother, Jadewing. For yourself..." The queen, Jadewing, whispered, licking the kit who was now asleep. His ears flinched, skinny legs wiggling a bit, and rolling over into her arms. "Even the weak can be strong... I know it..." She whispered, ears flicking and whisking around him into a curl.
Chapter 1
A skinny black tomkit trotted around camp, orange eyes brimmed with happiness. This day was the first day he was allowed to walk around camp. This joy was splattered when a rather large she-kit looked over at him and stuck her tongue out at him. "What did I do?" He whimpered to himself, looking away, and going to explore more.
He also was six moons of age, and knew next week was when he was at least Supposed to be tested to see if he was worthy to be ranked up out of runt. His eyes flashed, looking behind himself to see Coaststar walking in his direction. Shadowkit, as his name was, perked his ears and fled.
Shadowkit curled up in his nest, face peeled to a happy smile. He rolled over, eyes closing and falling asleep. He had just eaten a rather scrawny mouse. Rays of sun poked through the weak roof of the runt's den, warming his black pelage. An elder-aged tom walked up and looked at him. "Poor little kit." His scratchy voice sighed.
He felt a cat nudge him. "Wake up." The scratchy elder coughed. "Want to go on a walk, just us two?" He whispered. The night sky was overhead, moonlight illuminating the older tom's pelt. "Who are you..?" Shadowkit murmured, drowsily, sitting up. "I'm Russetflight." His scraggly face turned to an unwavering smile. "Oh... Okay..." He shrugged innocently, standing and blinking sleep from his orange eyes hesitantly.
Russetflight led him around, pawsteps completely silent. Shadowkit was trailing behind, orange eyes brimmed with sleepiness and yet a serene feeling. He led the tall black kit into a clearing. "I thought you said a walk, not a talk, Russet..." Shadowkit stammered, almost afraid of the moonlit clear. "It's safe We're only passing by it." He purred, as they padded by it in a trot. Russetflight had led him next to the ocean now. "We live near the ocean, it's not exciting anymore... Why show me?" Shadowkit cocked his head at the salty waves.
"CoastClan has lived next to this ocean ever since it was created." Russetflight spoke as if this was a long time ago, but it had only been a few moons. "Why tell me this? CoastClan is so new there wouldn't have been any reason for it to move away if this is where it chose to live." Shadowkit shrugged, jaws parting to a yawn and tiny fangs trembling. His fuzzy black pelt trembled, the salty air calming his nerves in a bit of a discomforting way. "CoastClan has had a couple of floods, living this close. I've lived through at least three. This is why it's amazing none of us died already from them." Russetflight sighed. "Well, Most of us." He coughed, scraggly ears drooped.
"Most? You said all a second ago." Shadowkit took a step closer to the elder. "My first litter of kits died to a flood..." Russetflight looked away. Shadowkit's eyes widened, walking until only inches away from him. "Why!? How?!" Shadowkit urged, eyes burning with fear. Russetflight looked at him and almost smiled, not answering before signaling to follow him back to camp.
Coaststar walked up to Shadowkit next morning. "Shadowkit. Last night, Jadewing died from an unknown cause. We looked for you, but you and Russetflight were gone that night." He scoffed, not showing any emotion Jadewing had died. Shadowkit's mouth gaped, trembling, and stepping back. "Mo-Mo-Mother?" He staggered.
Chapter 2
"Russetflight... I have a question..." Shadowkit murmured to him. "Will you stand up for me... As a father?" He breathed, tears trembling to come out of his eyes. "Your mother died, but what about your father?" Russetflight put his paw on Shadowkit's cheek. "Father dissapeared when I was born..." Shadowkit could only murmur it out. A Russetflight's eyes darkened. He licked Shadowkit's forehead and curled his tail around him. "I'll do the best I can, Shadowkit..." He could only manage it out before he as well broke out into tears.
Shadowkit sulked around camp. In six days was his apprentice ceremony. A tan shecat with grey stripes ran up to him, a black tom-kit behind her. Her blue eyes gleamed. "Hi! I'm Bluekit! What's your name?" She abruptly started talking to him. "What? Oh... Why would you talk to me, I'm a runt. You don't want to." He grumbled, orange eyes flaring with shame as he looked away. "Runt? Well, you're bigger than me. This is Ebonykit!" She squeaked. "I'm Shadowkit..." He murmured, looking at her with a slightly confused look. Ebonykit nodded, purple eyes flashing.
"Let's play! We'll play Warriors And Rogues!" Bluekit squeaked, jumping around hiperly."Ssssuuree..?" Shadowkit was flustered. Why does she want to play with me of all kits? His thoughts repeated. Ebonykit smirked. "Shadowkit will be rogue. I'll be the guard. Bluekit will be warrior." Ebonykit purred. "Rogue? Oh... Alright..." Shadowkit whispered, heart thumping in his chest.
They ran around camp. Shadowkit had hid in a rather good place, ready to attack the warrior, Bluekit, if she got close enough. He was under the brambles of the nursery outside that was slightly malformed into a cave. Bluekit was looking around, running around wildly. Shadowkit licked his lips, seeing her just in range to leap, and jumping out at his foe. He pinned her, and, as it was, pretended to bite her neck. "Rogues win!" Shadowkit congratulated himself. Bluekit flattened her ears. "Aww!" She purred, shoving him off her white stomach and standing. "Pfft. I didn't get to do Anything!" Ebonykit grumbled.
Russetflight watched Shadowkit play with sad eyes. "I'm glad he's happy... My only... kit...." Russetflight spoke as if Shadowkit was his actual son. His eyes shimmered with tears, beginning to groom his scratchy pelt for the first time in moons. His brown fur buffeted in the wind, as Shadowkit looked back at his adoptive father with a heart-warming smile. "I wonder when I should tell him... Not now." His voice scratched a whisper. His green eyes glinted, Shadowkit swatting at Ebonykit when he pretended to pin him. Bluekit butted Ebonykit off Shadowkit and Shadowkit jumped to his scrawny paws. "Tomorrow he'll be an apprentice..." His voice almost choked, finishing grooming his left back leg.
Shadowkit was covered with dust, and panting, when the sun began to set, and Bluekit and Ebonykit were dragged off by their parents to go to sleep. Russetflight walked up to Shadowkit. "Their parents are right. To bed with you, my son." He purred, picking up Shadowkit with his newly-groomed muzzle by the scruff and carrying him to the runt den.
Chapter 3
"Today is assessments!" Bluekit was chattering with Ebonykit. "What do you wanna be, Blue?" Ebonykit meowed, then Shadowkit walked up. "I hope I get upgraded from runt..." He murmured, sitting down with them when Bluekit welcomed him over. "Warrior." She purred. "You?" Her voice squealed. "Warrior." Ebonykit answered with a smirk. "Spy." Shadowkit murmured. They both looked at him. "Why not warrior?" They cocked their heads. "I don't know... I just have the feeling I'd be best as Spy." He shrugged slowly.
"Shadowkit, come on, get groomed!" Russetflight purred playfully as he stroked Shadowkit's fur with his tongue with more strength than he looked like he could summon in an attack move. "Why must I get groomed!? Jeez!" Shadowkit struggled as Russetflight marked being half-way finished. When he completed, Shadowkit looked rather handsome and slick. He stood, as Coaststar called out a meeting.
"These three kits, Shadowkit, Bluekit, And Ebonykit will be tested today for their chosen apprenticeship. Say what you desire to be!" Coaststar said proudly, and not really doing the ceremony right. "Warrior!" "Spy!" "Warrior!" They called out. "Then you shall be tested verbally. Bluekit first." Coaststar went through five questions for both Ebonykit and Bluekit, all things that would prove if being a warrior would succeed for them. Although, as a spy, Shadowkit got different questions. Ones that fit spies... And were harder. "Shadowkit. Would you kill an innocent by command as a gruesome assassination?" Coaststar smirked, purposefully trying to make it so that Shadowkit would have to fail. "Yes." These words made Coaststar smirk. He may have bloodlust, but nobody would like a kit who would kill an innocent. 
"Will you ever form friends from other Clans?" "No." Coaststar began to feel a bit odd. Wouldn't any sensible kit say the opposite of what he's saying? Coaststar's mind flustered. "Would you be brave enough to assassinate all 9 lives out of a loyal, brave leader?" Coaststar called. Nobody would say this as yes unless their heart was cold, not even their current most brave assassins. "Yes."
Ebonykit looked at Shadowkit confused, but Shadowkit didn't waver, eyes burning. "Would you bathe in your enemy's blood?" "Yes." There was only one remaining question. Shadowkit hadn't looked back to see Russetflights eyes. Russetflight's eyes weren't sad. They were proud. "Final question. Would you kill your closest friend by command?" Coaststar purred in success. Shadowkit wavered this time, looking down and biting his lip. "No." Shadowkit meowed loudly. "He shall stay a run-" Coaststar was about to announce before Russetflight stood and screeched.
Chapter 4
"Coaststar! He's proven himself, Fox-heart! Not even the other spies went through this! He's willing to kill the most bold of warriors to the most loyal of leaders! If you don't allow him to be an spy, You're doomed." Russetflight was scary. He used to be the strongest warrior in CoastClan, almost enough to get Coaststar to tremble under his wake. Coaststar bit his lip, eyes flaring and snarling. The other grown cats looked at each other, and up at Coaststar expectantly. Expecting to make Shadowkit an apprentice.
He was cornered, head dropping. "Shadow....paw, Bluepaw, and Ebonypaw." He called slowly. Cats chanted their names loudly. Shadowpaw walked to his new mentor, a beautiful young shecat named Opalclaw. Her white pelt shined in the sunlight, face perked to a gentle smile. "Hello, Shadowpaw." She meowed gently. It was amazing this young, beautiful shecat chose the path of a spy instead of a warrior in Shadowpaw's opinion. He felt similar to her, knowing she was one of the most hated spies for an odd reason Shadowpaw didn't know about.
They walked out to train. Opalclaw led him right next to the ocean where Russetflight had mentioned his kits. She stopped abruptly, perky smile turning to a frown. "You will train hard and fear me." She growled, swiping his nose, and leaving a scar. Shadowpaw yelped, paw on his bleeding nose and staggering back. He felt tears well in his eyes, then raw determination, blood stained paw leaving a print on the sand when he put it down. "I'll train under your will. But not fear you." His eyes were rageful, but face stoic and careless.
Opalclaw began training him. Her moves were careful and silent, leaping onto a branch, hiding, and many other things. She taught him how to use the water to hide by finding an object in the water and hiding behind it or just plain swimming a lot like a hippo does. The salty water burned the wound on his nose, orange eyes welling with tears before continuing his training. He trotted back, having his wound dealt with by his own judgment to deal with it. Ebonypaw had just returned from training, and so had Bluepaw. Both carried a piece of prey proudly in their jaws, but all Shadowpaw had to return with was a scar.
He sighed, walking into the apprentice den. Bluepaw looked at him and smiled. "Welcome back, Shadowpaw! What happened to your nose?" She cocked her head and walked up, blue eyes gleaming. "Oh, I was climbing a tree and I got cut." He lied. His acting skills were on point, smile not wavering to show he was lying in the slightest. Bluepaw nodded. "Well come on, let's go to sleep." She looked at Ebonypaw, who was curled up and already asleep.
"You seem to look at that medicine cat apprentice a lot." Bluepaw snickered at Ebonypaw next morning while they were eating. "So?" Ebonypaw looked away smugly. Shadowpaw laughed a little, biting into his seagull. Bluepaw pushed away her fish. "I'm done." She shrugged at the half-eaten prey. Ebonypaw looked at it, then at Shadowpaw expectantly. Both shook their heads in rejection to the salmon.
Chapter 5
"Shadowpaw! Bluepaw!" Late a few nights later Ebonypaw woke them up. "What?..." They grumbled. "My mother had another litter! I have a sister!" He rejoiced, making both jump to their paws and sprint to the nursery alongside Ebonypaw. Shadowpaw was first to get in, seeing a newborn kit with a mother gently smiling.
"She's adorable!" Bluepaw gasped in a purr. Shadowpaw smiled, watching the small kit, and then they were called out. The three apprentices trotted along camp now, and Shadowpaw saw a young she-apprentice. Her pelt resembled sand, and her eyes were shiny blue. Before he could think another thought, Opalclaw called him off to train. His eyes flashed, licking his lips and scar burning with pain. He nodded slowly, tracking off quietly to Opalclaw. She nipped his ear for not coming faster, but Shadowpaw kept his head down and followed without a retort.
They trained in most silence, Shadowpaw hissing between moves. His eyes were rageful. He licked his lips, then Opalclaw growled at him. "Wrong! Do it again!" She shouted, painfully hitting his spine with her claws. He yowled, dropping to a crouch, then getting up. His face had peeled to a stoic look. Shadowpaw repeated the move. It was a deadly assassin's move. Opalclaw's tail whipped, blue eyes glinting. She taught him a few things about nerve reaction and keeping silent. Opalclaw was an extremely talented mentor, but not a particularly kind one.
Shadowpaw gasped for breath, head bobbing above the salty water with a fish. Opalclaw flicked her tail-tip for him to come to shore, the sun lowering behind the horizon. His jet black pelt shined in the sunset. She flexed her claws in the sand, examining the fish. "Do you know why I told you to hunt a fish, a salmon in particular?" She snarled. Shadowpaw shook his head, dropping the fish. "You caught a Golden Croaker. I asked for a salmon. You need to be able to tell a specific cat from another to spy on, or you could get us all killed by false information." Opalclaw growled. Shadowpaw hadn't known how strict it was being a spy.
He tracked to camp, the wound foamed with salt, and walking to Russetflight. Shadowpaw shook off foam and water. "Russetflight..." He murmured. "What happened, Shadowpaw?" He whispered soothingly, paw embracing Shadowpaw's cheek. "Tell me anything." Russetflight meowed quietly. Shadowpaw explained everything about Opalclaw and his training, Russetflight's eyes softening. "My son... You're a spy. A blood-lusting spy. Remember when you made your apprenticeship vows? You have bloodlust like no-cat I've seen yet. You can survive." The scratchy elder's eyes burned, reminding Shadowpaw when he was a runt. As he walked out, the sandy apprentice smirked at him. "Looks like the apprentice is still a runt!" She mocked. He looked at her with a stoic look, and slowly padded to the den.
The black spy-apprentice looked around. His nest had been stolen by a huge tom. There were no more suitable nests, him settling outside the apprentice den's bramble walls and curling up. He couldn't sleep, staring up at the moon in the barren camp. His life seemed to flash before his eyes, pelt bristling. Shadowpaw was desperate for strength, standing, and eyes flared. He practiced in mid-camp, the moonlight illuminating his fuzzy pelt. He remembered all the nerve information he'd gained, and studied it in his mind. If he used a certain brain nerve, did a loud noise by surprise.... Things flurried in his mind. Shadowpaw came up with something that'd work perfectly if he practiced. Until the moon began to set and light started peeking overhead, he trained, sleep finally overcoming him and collapsing in mid-camp, and sleeping.
Chapter 6
The next morning, Opalclaw was the first person to wake him up. Just like she always did while around camp, she put on her fake smile. "Hello, Shadowpaw dear. We're training early today." She meowed. Shadowpaw wanted to eat first, but followed her anyway. They walked out to shore, Shadowpaw swaying his tail. Opalclaw whipped her tail now that they were alone. He waited for her to start. "We'll spar today." She meowed. Shadowpaw nodded, still drowsy, and got ready to battle, eyes burning. Opalclaw was looking down upon him- It was written all over her pelt.
A pair of purple eyes peeked and watched them spar from a distance. Shadowpaw wasn't using the move he'd practiced, But focused mostly on dodging. Opalclaw spared no mercy, and even though it was sparring, not battle, she snagged her claws into Shadowpaw's fur. He yelped, being pulled and she began gruesomely raking her claws down his back. He screeched, pulling away and rolling over in the sand. The purple eyes darkened, walking out.
"Hey!" Ebonypaw shouted. Opalclaw's eyes twisted to the warrior apprentice. Shadowpaw had fallen unconsious, face peeled in a terrified and pained grimace. Her tail lashed. "What are you doing here?" Opalclaw put on her fake smile, tail swaying. "I saw that! Don't act innocent." Ebonypaw spat, walking up. Shadowpaw had awoken now, trying to stagger to his paws and every time failing, small amounts of blood trickling down his sides. "What do you mean? He got attacked by a rogue and I chased it away." Opalclaw lied with puppy-eyes and an innocent face. "I saw it, Flea-pelt. Do you call yourself a mentor?" Ebonypaw growled.
Opalclaw remembered when she was becoming an apprentice, looking at Shadowpaw. Her eyes watered. "I call myself a cat who wants to raise an apprentice." She growled, claws slashing the sand. Shadowpaw got confused as to why, instead of saying 'mentor an apprentice' she had said 'raise an apprentice'. He finally managed to sit up, confused. Ebonypaw lashed his tail, purple eyes glinting. "Raise? Pfft. You act like a leader torchering a runt." He snarled. Shadowpaw cast the tom a glare, and he rolled his eyes. "Mouse-brain. You know nothing of mentoring, leave this to me." At this Opalclaw stormed to camp like a bullied kit.
Shadowpaw walked out to where Jadewing was buried. Russetflight followed him as he picked a few flowers and set it on her grave. He licked his lips, scar stinging. "Shadowpaw... It might be time I tell you something." Russetflight sighed. He looked over at the reddish tom. "Yes?" He shivered. "Jadewing... Wasn't... Your... Real... Mother..." He coughed silently. Shadowpaw jumped to his paws. "What!?" He screeched, echoing across the forest. "Then who is my mother?!" He shrieked, tears rapidly cascading down his cheeks and a huge grimace.
"Shadowpaw... Your real mother is... Opalclaw." Russetflight murmured in his scratchy voice. Shadowpaw's heart thumped in his ears. "How do you know!?" He yowled, before blacking out. Russetflight shook him awake. "Shadowpaw, I know, because you're my son." He whispered. "Adopted son." Shadowpaw corrected. "No. I am your birth-father. You're my second litter of kits." Russetflight's paw embraced Shadowpaw's cheek. The black tom's jaws gaped. "Wha-Wha-What!?" He gasped. "Didn't my father run away!?" He gasped. "No. When we gave you to Jadewing, I didn't want you to know." He sighed. "Why did you give me to her?..." He whimpered, dropping.
"Because Opalclaw was shamed to have such a tiny kit, and Jadewing had given birth to a few kits who'd died. Nobody knew that we were the actual parents of you, Shadowpaw." He murmured, head dropping.
Chapter 7
"Shadowpaw. Today we're sparring again." For once Opalclaw sounded a little nicer even though they were alone. They sparred quickly, Shadowpaw loosing again, But she didn't gloat in it as much. He walked to camp, and a gang of apprentices padded up to him. "Hey, Runt!" One laughed, shoving him. He staggered back, landing on his paws just barely. "What's the runt doin' walking around camp?" The second one mocked. The sandy shecat stood with them. "Probably sulking, the little rat." She snickered. Shadowpaw licked his lips and cringed, looking down at his paws in a grimace. "Oh come on Mousepaw, you can think of a better insult than that!" The tom shoved the shecat playfully. Mousepaw, as her name seemed, swayed her tail.
The fuzzy black tom fled, hoping they hadn't followed as he skidded into the apprentice den. He saw Bluepaw and Ebonypaw talking, and several other apprentices enjoying themselves. Pain jabbed into his chest, before Mousepaw bit his tail in a firm grip. Shadowpaw yelped, being dragged out. They now were at the beach after a bit of mindless dragging. "Ow..." He coughed out sand and a small rock, shaking dust off. "Hey!" He growled. The two toms were here as well. One shoved Shadowpaw down and pinned him with a paw. He yelped, struggling madly under the grip of the strong tom.
"Pfft. Runts don't deserve to live. Take that in mind. Flee from CoastClan. At the least kill Yourself." He smirked. Shadowpaw's mouth gaped. Kill? "W-Why?" He stammered. "The little runtie thinks he's so big now, doesn't he? Hey Darkpaw, can he spar you?" Mousepaw leaned on the huge tom in a romantic way. Darkpaw, as his name was, grinned big at this motion and nodded. "We'll spar, Shadowpaw. Looser kills himself." Darkpaw smirked. Shadowpaw knew he'd loose. But he couldn't stand this. "I will spar."
They stood on the beach, face-to-face. It was just Shadowpaw and Darkpaw. Shadowpaw felt his heart beating. "Start!" Mousepaw shouted. The huge grey tom smirked, circling Shadowpaw. The black apprentice breathed, awaiting the first attack. Darkpaw lunged in an expected way, and as Shadowpaw tried to dodge, Darkpaw did something unexpected. Instead of aiming for his chest like Shadowpaw thought, His teeth bit into his back leg as Shadowpaw tried to jump out of the way. He yowled, being flung into the water.
Shadowpaw bobbled above shore, paddling back and panting. If he lost, everything was over. His thoughts flurried, running at Darkpaw, in the same way Darkpaw attacked him. "Trying to use my own tactic, aye?" He laughed, ducking. But instead of copying, Shadowpaw screeched loudly. The nerves in Darkpaw's brain froze. He was stunned. Darkpaw collapsed, and Shadowpaw pinned him with all his strength. Shadowpaw bit into his chest, but Darkpaw shook him off, pinned him and did an attack that would force Shadowpaw to surrender- His fangs hovered over Shadowpaw's windpipe.
"I... Surrender..." Shadowpaw croaked. Darkpaw smirked. "Kill yourself. On the spot." He smirked. Shadowpaw flexed his claws, aiming it at his own windpipe. But before his claws even got near, Russetflight jumped out and yowled. Everyone's attention turned to him. "Father!" Shadowpaw gasped. His eyes were rageful. Russetflight, as if he were still a warrior in his prime, strutted up to Darkpaw with power. Darkpaw was backing up now, afraid. He slammed Darkpaw's head to the ground. "Stay away from Shadowpaw."
Russetflight's eyes were blazing with fury. Shadowpaw's mouth was gaped, The scratchy old elder's tail lashing. His eyes flashed at Shadowpaw in the words, "I'm Sorry." The fuzzy black apprentice didn't understand why he said I'm sorry, As Mousepaw fled back to camp due to her own weakness. Darkpaw spat, rolling out of Russetflight's grip. The grey tom jumped into the air, claws gripping into Russetflight's spine. He screeched, attempting to shake Darkpaw off. Shadowpaw's ears were erect, staring with wide eyes.
Chapter 8
The salty-brown elder rolled over, crushing Darkpaw under his weight. He screeched, Darkpaw reaching his claws and slashing his ears. Russetflight pushed him against the sand, ignoring the screeching pain. He jumped back to his paws and looked at Shadowpaw in sympathy. Darkpaw scraggled to his paws and ran, leaving those two. "Shadowpaw... I know you question why I said sorry." Russetflight meowed slowly. "Oh..." Shadowpaw coughed quietly. "Do you desire to know why?" The elder smiled a bit, but then frowned again. Sand made his wounds burn. "Y-Y-Yeah..." Shadowpaw murmured, biting his lip.
"Darkpaw is your brother. He knows that. He is ashamed of you as his brother and despises you." Russetflight whispered. Shadowpaw's heart raced. "Russetflight, just tell me everything! I hate having everything just turn my life around! Opalclaw is my mother, and now Darkpaw is my brother!? Just tell me everything! Please!" Shadowpaw screeched. "No. I don't like talking about it, and I hate to think you'd take it well." Russetflight meowed quietly.
Shadowpaw was sobbing. The sun was dipping under the horizon about now. Russetflight wiped Shadowpaw's tears and brang him back to camp. Kits who were playing Warriors And Rogues were being led in by their mothers. He walked into the apprentice den, seeing Bluepaw and Ebonypaw asleep. His eyes hardened, whipping around to see Coaststar standing there in the middle of camp and staring at him.
He crept into the den, nervous of Coaststar staring. Shadowpaw wondered what Ebonypaw's life was like currently- Especially since he could be hiding his life from them just like Shadowpaw was, and wondered the same for Bluepaw. His drowsy eyes blinked, picking a nest in the corner and curling up. Shadowpaw felt like his life was a mess, falling asleep slowly.
Shadowpaw awoke next morning, having mostly forgotten the incident last night. He peered outside, seeing Bluepaw eating with Ebonypaw innocently, which made him slightly angry. He walked up with a hiddenly casual expression. "Hi guys. Can I join you?" Shadowpaw asked. Clearly if they were eating together romantically then surely they wouldn't accept.
"Sure!" Bluepaw grinned. Shadowpaw was welcomed in, and Bluepaw handed him a mouse. "Thanks, Bluepaw." He smiled a bit. They all three silently ate in the morning sunlight. "We're being so quiet! Wanna talk, guys?" Bluepaw eagerly cocked her head. Shadowpaw shrugged, and Ebonypaw raised his brow at him. "Shadowpaw, why are you so darn gloomy all the time?" He scowled. Shadowpaw looked over at Ebonypaw, shrugging. Bluepaw stared between them.
"Wanna go out hunting together, guys?" Bluepaw shrugged, trying to still bring up conversation. "Why not?" Shadowpaw smiled just a bit after biting off the last bit of the wealthily fat mouse. This newleaf was very plentiful. They all stood up, one after another, and began on their way out of camp.
Chapter 9
Shadowpaw crouched in the overgrowth. It was damp with morning dew as he sneaked towards the alluring aroma of mouse. As anyone could imagine, he had grown quite good at sneaking around, and his fire-like eyes flashed at the speckled critter. He grinned, as if he was enjoying this. Shadowpaw leapt, gruesomely biting into it's flesh. His fangs had small spots of mouse blood on it, and he smiled at his catch, picking it up.
The limp body in his fangs tasted familiar and tasty, it's flesh still firmly in between his fangs. "Shadowpaw." Opalclaw called over, beckoning him loudly. He flattened his ears, still afraid of the lovely shecat, as he treaded over to her. "I expect better from you Shadowpaw." Opalclaw growled.
"What do you mean." He mumbled. "Just a mouse. Just a mouse!" She reared up. Bluepaw and Ebonypaw had just returned with their catch, and they backed up a bit to see Shadowpaw arguing with his mentor like always. Bluepaw's lovely eyes saddened. Ebonypaw stared with worry.
Shadowpaw's eyes screamed with an unbelievable fury. "What's wrong with you!" He yowled. Everyone who heard turned their heads towards the scene. Opalclaw backed up, not really meaning to get attention. Russetflight walked up, standing inbetween them. "Opalclaw." He growled.
Shadowpaw hated this. His parents, treating each other like bitter, complete enemies...
Chapter in construction, Sorry
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