Whitespots

###### Whitespots to Wisteriaheart

> **" I remember my mother used to greet me every morning in the warriors' den...but then there was that one day...and she didn't."**
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## Basic Information

Whitespots is a spotted she-cat. She was born in JayClan, alongside Pebbleclaw and Wisteriaheart. Her mentor was Squirrelwhisker. She became a warrior after fighting of the fox Deathfang a moon after she became apprenticed.

She is a quick, calm, brave she-cat.

## Whitespots

### Pelt

Long, fluffy

" Honestly, as much as I love Bluestripe, sometimes I just want to shove a mouse up his nose!" Wisteriapaw exclaimed.

I laughed. " And that is exactly why I don't have relationships with toms."

Wisteriapaw rolled her eyes. " You wouldn't get it. You don't like *anyone*...except me of course."

I looked down at her with a serious face. " And how are you so sure of that? I might secretly wish to shove a mouse up your nose too."

We both laughed again, even harder. Ahead, Pebblepaw rolled his eyes. " Could you two shut up? I don't know what *your* mentors told you to do but *I'm* supposed to be hunting for my warrior assessment."

Wisteriapaw turned to me and bushed up her fur to look big like her brother. She mimed a grumpy face, and I nearly cried from trying not to laugh. Her impersonation was perfect.

I missed Pebblepaw's old self. Ever since Dreampaw ran away he's been as moody as a stormcloud. Back then, when we were younger, he was about as calm as your average kit. He was fun...I don't know what happened. I miss him. Maybe it'll change when we're warriors.

Suddenly Pebblepaw stopped. Wisteriapaw stopped as well. I nearly collided into both of them.

" Do you smell fox?" he asked. I scented the air.

" No," I replied.

" I wonder if it's that fox that Riverstar mentioned at the last Gathering," Wisteriapaw pondered. Her face shifted. " They called it Deathfang...do you think the fox crossed into our territory?"

" I doubt it," I answered. " I'm pretty sure foxes don't like to swim."

" Let's just get back to hunting," Pebblepaw said. He turned to his sister and brushed his tail against hers to reassure her. So he did have some remaining kindness after all.

Wisteriapaw lunged for a squirrel that crossed our path, but it scurried up a tree.

" Stupid paws!"

" I'm sure you'll catch one next time," I said. " Remember, we only have to catch one more and we'll be done. Then we'll be warriors!"

Wisteriapaw grinned. This had been our dream since we were kits. And now it was finally coming true!

" I'm excited for-"

I never got to know what she was excited for, because at that moment Pebblepaw yowled and a bright black blur leapt from the bushes and knocked me over. I collapsed, dizzy. Black spots flared in the corner of my sight. I shakily stood up and faced my opponent. It was a fox...but he was black. I've never seen such a creature in my life. I turned to Wisteriapaw, who appeared to be frozen in fear. "Get behind me!" I ordered. She moved to behind me. Pebblepaw was at my side, and the fox snarled. This had to be Deathfang.

I leapt for his muzzle, claws unsheathed, but I missed. My head was swimming, and the world lurched beneath me. I teetered to the side but before I hit the earth Pebblepaw was there, supporting me. " C'mon, Whitepaw...stay with me. We've got to fight off this fox or we'll all die."

I nodded, too dumb to speak. Deathfang snarled, and I stretched my paw to scratch its eyes. I hit my target, and I felt fur underneath my claws. Deathfang howled. One of his eyes was blinded, a mess of blood and bristled fur. The beast snapped at my heels, but before he could reach them I sank my claws into its neck. Deathfang reared, and Pebblepaw yowled at me to hold on.

The fox slammed against one of the mossy rocks that dotted the clearing. I gritted my teeth with pain. This wasn't over yet.

I unsheathed my claws as far out as they could go, and began tearing Deathfang's shoulders. I heard a whimper, and the fox began to still. I yowled at Pebblepaw. " Its weakening! Do something!"

Pebblepaw lunged for the fox, and swiped at its chest. Blood blossomed from the sleek black fur and suddenly the fox was energized. Deathfang rolled over, suddenly full of energy. I crashed to the ground, and felt a fiery pain as the black shadow sank his fangs into my neck. I feebly batted him away with my paws. I was loosing so much blood...Pebblepaw let out a screech of rage and pounced on the fox, but Deathfang clamped his jaws and tossed him aside. I heard a crunch as he hit the rock.

*Wisteriapaw..*.I thought. *Go...find safety...leave...*

But she was suddenly standing over me, swiping at the fox with such hatred I didn't know my timidhearted friend possesed. The fox leapt for her face, and I dimly registered blood welling around her ear. She gave a loud battle cry and sank her teeth and claws into its neck and I heard a thud.

" Pebblepaw! Whitepaw! I did it! The fox is dead!"

But at that point I was already unconscious.