Leafpaw was laying down moss in the nursery, inpatient. "How long are we going to do this, Smoketalon?" She asked. "Well do it until you stop complaining!" he growled.
Leafpaw shrunk back from her mentor's gaze, feeling ashamed. "Sorry." she mumbled through clenched teeth. Suddenly, she heard a yowl. "Rouges are attacking! Rouges are going to attack!" She soon realized it was Riverpaw.
Sweetberry, the deputy, come up on the darkstone, and adressed the clan, who were already sitting below, fearful yowls ripping through the air. "Listen!" Sweetberry meowed. "Riverpaw, how did you find out about this? Are you sure your not mistaken?" Riverpaw padded up vervously to the front of the crowd. "Y-yeah I er- saw them coming this way, sayign that they need to make sure no one saw them so they could attack.
She heard Hawkpaw hiss at that. Was it a lie? Howls of terror ripped through the air, and then it made her feel the same terror and fear. She felt the urge to protect the kits as much as a queen, and the worries of an apprentice from a mentor. It was so much, she couldn't take it anymore.
"Stop!" She yowled across the clearing. All eyes turned on Leafpaw as she sung those words clearly. "Look, everyone, it's okay, these are a bunch of rouges. We are a large clan of well trained cats! We could beat them! Let's not fear! Let's make them wish they never set a paw on our land!" Instantly, cheering went up out of all the cats, and Leafpaw felt the mood lighten. She sighed.
Then Hawkpaw came out of the bushes, followed by Riverpaw and Bumblepaw. Hawkpaw looked really mad. "Look, we need to talk." he hissed. And with that, they rushed out of the crowd
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