Chapter 7: Riverpaw

          Riverpaw flew across the territory with Hawkpaw in his heels. Then a scent hit him.
"Fox!" Hawkpaw growled, and they skidded to a halt in a clearing.

 Under the stench of fox, there was the scent of freshly spilled blood. Leafpaw was standing over a small hunched shape. "What happened?" Riverpaw asked. Leafpaw just continued staring. After a second a shudder passed through  Hawkpaw.

"Ahhh. No.No.NO!" he said. He must've read leafpaw's mind. Riverpaw thought. Slowly Hawkpaw nodded.
"What' happened!?!" he repeated, and Leafpaw spoke.

"I-I followed her for a while, to this clearing. A fo-ox waas standing over her, and I drove it off. But she's... she's......"  Leafpaw said, but couldn't go on because she started sobbing. Riverpaw looked at the ground, tears spilling out of her eyes.

"She's dead." Hawkpaw finished softly. "No! She can't be! I saw her future! I was there in her past. She's a cat of the prophecy! She was going to do so much!" Riverpaw said, pressing his nose into her fur. Hawkpaw laid his tail on the medicine cat apprentice's shoulder.

"Let's bring her body back to camp." he murmured.

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Two sunrises later.


Riverpaw found some burdock root, digging it up and putting it in the pile with the rest of them. This was his first time Firestream let him look for herbs by himself, but he wasn't even thinking about it. He was still sad about Bumblepaw. She died too soon.

I wish I could've somehow stopped it from happening. he thought sadly. But there was nothing I could do. He dug his claws into the grass, tearing it up in frustration. Maybe she wasn't meant to be in the prophecy after all... Riverpaw shook his head, realizing that he had walked to the thunderpath. But why did he walk here, out of all places?

He was about to turn around from it, his nose wrinkling in disgust, then he spotted a shape on on the thunderpath. Must've been a squirrel. Poor thing. Then he peered closer. It was a kit! And right on que, a monster charged across. Riverpaw suddenly bolted on, and scooped up the kit. The monster screeched,  , and swerved away from them at the last second, but Riverpaw's heart was beating fast, and he quickly darted back to the forest and ran until he couldn't, and dropped the kit, panting.

It was a tiny she-cat, a tortoiseshell, and she was barely breathing. Her hind leg was glistening with blood from a deep wound, but not broken. He quickly found the nearest patch of marigold and after a few heartbeats he had a poultice and was smearing it on her wound.

"Your gonna be alright. It's gonna be okay." he soothed her, and soon her eyes fluttered open.

"Who...who are you?" she asked slowly. "I'm Riverpaw. What's your name?" he asked.

"Oh, it's Bumble." she said, before falling asleep, and Riverpaw started carrying her to the camp.

(okay, I'm rebooting the stories, and will do this story along with Revenge on the Clans. Hint: Bumble is NOT a reincarnation of Bumblepaw. Not related to them whatsoever. And, three comments for chapter 8 of course)

Chapter Five: Now he gets it.

    I looked outside to see the storm finally ending. Sighing, I padded out from under the tree, getting a better view. Drops were still falling  from the leaves and puddles dotted the ground everywhere. It was a cloudless day now in the pine forest.
   I was going to hunt, but I felt too sick to eat. Like it was wrong. But I sat down in from of the shelter and thought about what I was going to do to get my revenge. How could I, one rouge, stop a whole clan of well-trained warriors? I didn't know. Some part of me didn't want to know, it just wanted me to find Briarpaw.
    I'm too dangerous for her. I don't want her to know or be killed from what I'm about to do.  I reassured  myself. But it was gonna take a lot of that for me to agree. It's not like I could follow her, her scent is long gone. And somehow with that I knew what to do. I needed more cats! Of course! I would gather the rouges. And they would help me defeat the clan once and for all.

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       Briarpaw, Two Moons later.

   I woke up from a grudging sleep. Another boring day. I thought, plodding outside into the late-greenleaf heat.  At least it's a nice day. With that I just rolled my eyes. Pricking my ears, I listened for prey. But instead I got pawsteps. Cat's pawsteps. And the other rouge's scent that I had gotten used to was stronger than ever. Listening further, I heard whispers that I couldn't make out yet.
       Forgetting about prey, I walked closer to the sound, intent to know what was going on. Should I just walk over there? The other rouges weren't very hostile to anyone outside the clan who wasn't a threat and who didn't want to take their territory. I finally pinpointed the sound when I got close enough, and I realized where it was coming from. The clearing! It was a big round field where no trees grew, just grass. A boulder stood at one side, but no one has claimed it because there wasn't any prey over there. I ran to the clearing until I got to the last layer of trees. Peering though I saw many cats sitting there, talking to each other. From what I heard it didn't really make any sense. They were definitely all rouges from their scent, and I was confused. What are they all doing here? Meeting together like a... a... clan?
     Suddenly a black shape sprung up to the top of the rock, yowling for the cats attention. This must be it. I thought, and climbed up the tree to get a better look.
      After a few heartbeats the rouges fell silent and looked up at the rock, their eyes gleaming as the Black tom began to speak.
    "Attention, All! I have gathered you all today to tell you of my great plan. You see, there is a clan out there who threatens our families and our friends. My own mother was killed by one of them. And I'm sure you have loved ones who's lives were taken without mercy. Don't you want revenge? Well, we can give it to them. If we work together. We have the numbers, and the strength to crush our enemies to the ground like bugs. We can succeed, and once the clan cats are running away with their tails between their legs, the territory can be ours!" He finished, and the cats irrupted in cheers. Briarpaw leaped down when she checked no one was looking, and went into the crowd. The black cat leaped down from the rock and came into the crowd too. A ginger went up to him.
     "Haze, when shall we attack?" she asked.  He smiled, looking at her. "Tommorow at nightfall." he said to the cat. "Swish, pass it on." he said, and she nodded and headed off.
   Haze!?!?  I was utterly speechless. What was he doing here? Where had he been in the last moons? Why couldn't I find him till now? Shaking it off, I headed deeper into the crowd.
   I looked up at  one rouge, a silver tabby. He looked at me. "hey." he said. "Who are you?" the silver tabby asked me. "Briar." I said. "What's your name?" I asked back. "Streak." he said. "Why have you come here? Did the clan take away your family, too?" Streak asked, and I thought for a minute. I had to have a reason here now besides seeing Haze. "Yes, all of my family.. I want to kill every last cat in Flareclan." I said, pretending to look angry and dug my claws into the grass.
   Streak smiled. "Well that's the spirit! Glad to have met you!" He said, and I walked around for a bit. Then I knew what to do. I walked up to Haze.
  "Hi." was all I said, and he looked me over. "Who are you?" he asked after a few heartbeats. "What, you don't remember me." I said, trying to hold off my anger. "I'm... Briar." I said. His eyes brightened. "Oh, it's nice to meet you, Briar." he said, about to turn away. "You..... look like someone I met before." he said suddenly. "Oh, really?" I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "Because we have, Haze. I saved your life!" I exclaimed, then he did a double-take. Now he gets it!
    "B-Briarpaw!"

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Chapter Four: Out of My World

  I opened my eyes to see Briarpaw standing over me. Her eyes were filled with both relief in something I couldn't recognize.... it seemed like hatred. Towards me? Towards Grasseyes? I didn't know. All I could do was sit up painfully and looked confused, which I was. All I remembered was Grasseyes squishing me until I couldn't breath. I thought I was dead. Letting the emotions of my thoughts show, I pondered.
    Where would I have gone then, when I was dead? I've heard stories of Starclan, but I knew i wouldn't have gone there. Shaking it out of my head, I snapped back into reality.
  "So your alive." she commented. I rolled my eyes. "No, we both died and now we are in an exact replica of this forest." I said sarcastically, just to surface some humor. "Of course I'm alive! Now how did I get here, how AM I alive, and what happened to Grasseyes?" I said, almost overwhelming myself, if i didn't already do that to Briarpaw. But she looked at me calmly.
    "I thought Grasseyes killed you. Maybe he thought you were dead, but after you.." she searched for the right word. "Got knocked unconscious, I wasn't worth it so he left to go back to the clan and say I can never come back. There was a storm, so I dragged you under this tree." she explained slowly. She looked down, almost looking....... embarrassed. I stared at her, perplexed at the moment. What was going on in her head? Thinking that made me want to know so badly. I mentally shook myself, getting this burning curiosity out of my head. Then I realized something in a jolt. She saved my life. She must've betrayed her clan-mate for a rouge, me. Why!?!? I wanted to ask her, but the words couldn't come out.
     "Thank you." I seemed to say instead. "For saving my life." I added on. She looked back, almost in a daze. "You saved my life, I was returning the favor." she said in a dismissive tone, and i flinched. "Now we're even."
    After that she seemed to notice my flinch, and she seemed to reflect it. "Why me, why a rouge?" I asked, my strong curiosity leaking out into my voice that I just couldn't hide. Instead of staring at her, I watched the storm, as if i was asking it instead.
    "I don't know." she said quietly. "I wish i knew, but something made me want to help you, I guess because I knew you were innocent." she said, then looked down at her shuffling paws. "W-when I saw your fighting Greeneyes, I thought you would win, then you'd come after me next, sense I am in the clan, which you hate." she said.
   "So why bother saving me?" Briarpaw asked. "I'm not worth killing yourself over." she admitted. No, you were worth it! You saved my life twice in one day! Again i stopped myself. I felt so tongue tied. Why can't the word come out of my mouth? I felt her stare burn my pelt and I turned my gaze back to her.
   "Your not part of the clan anymore." I said, almost coldly. I regretted it at once, but I knew what I didn't regret, and that was saving Briarpaw.
    "So I can't hate you, can I?" I finished. And Briarpaw's hurt rolled off her like waves. "I don't regret saving you, because I like you, okay?" she said quietly after a few heartbeats.
   "And there's no point in this anymore if you don't feel the same way, though i thought you did." she choked out. She spun around, pushing herself from under the low-sweeping pine branches and out into the open storm.
   "Briarpaw-" I said, but I knew it was too way. I let her out of my world and into her own. Though I regret what I said just then, almost at once. I thought it was for the best. he suddenly realized. I... I know what my destiny is, what I need to do, and if she gets too close, I know it will hurt her.
   It was for the best.... it kept ringing in my ears, but I didn't know if I believed it. All I knew was that it was my destiny to bring my revenge onto the clans.

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Funny Sign Friday # 2

(sorry I'll do it every other Friday from now on)

                                                                      "NO! Smork"

                                     "Warning – dangerous frogs – do they attack?"

                    "Gotta be politically correct and include all of the local languages!"

                                      "Wasn’t it easier to write what I’m allowed to do?"

            " wait…. are candy bars usually UNdigestive? All this time I’ve been eating them…"

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"Have you also been to yummi sushi?"

"You have to solve the riddle to order the dish."

"go left twice, than find some leaves to ur right, than give this tree a round of applause"

"Luckily, We’re not open tomorrow due to lack of costumers. Phew!"

"A little general much?"

"Because his love can only run on from 9-4."

"A collision seems imminent."

"Great! I was so tired of having to shop exactly at noon!"

"For the directionally challenged!"

(credit for pictures and some of the quotes go to Signspotting.com)

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"I may know a lot of things, but their is a lot of things I don't know.

MAKE-OVER

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Chapter Three: You have been Warned.

       Automatically I leaped onto Grasseyes' back, digging my claws in and sinking my teeth into his ear. Briarpaw slipped out from underneath him, and then he flipped into his back, squashing me. The breath was driven out of me, and I felt suffocated. I clawed randomly, and claws met fur. Hopefully Grasseyes' but there was no strength behind my blow. I was going to die, I couldn't even breath. My throat was choked with hot fur. My whole life literally flashed before my eyes. What about my purpose? My revenge on the clans? How could I ever settle, where ever I go while Grasseyes had not yet paid for his murder. I bet he even killed before. I thought. Maybe there's more cats who want him dead too. Maybe the rest of the clan was like that too. Except for Briarpaw. I sunk my claws into Grasseyes. Too late, I thought.A dizzying blackness threatened to engulf me, but I fought back on it. But it blew me over until I was falling.. falling... into deeper, darker waters.
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                                                               Briarpaw
  
       I slid out from under Grasseyes, catching my breath in a few heartbeats. How dare he attack me, his own clan-mate? How dare he attack Haze, who was innocent, no matter how much I knew he probably hated the whole clan, including me. I deserved that hate, though. I should have stopped him as soon as I was suspicious of his ambitions. It was all my fault, and I knew it. But I knew it was Grasseyes' fault as well. I sprung, prepared to attack Grasseyes again, knowing even thought he was a traitor, but I'd still betray my clan for attacking him. But it was for the good of the clan.
  This made me freeze, confused. Should I help this rouge I just met, or should I keep my position in the clan and let Grasseyes handle him? I didn't know. Haze's eyes blazed as he dug his claws into Grasseyes spine.
   Don't kill him! Yet... I begged silently. I wondered if Haze beat Grasseyes, would he come after me next? So his revenge can be completely satisfied?  I hoped not. Or maybe I did. I couldn't think straight as I watched Grasseyes flip onto his back, crushing Haze. I braced myself to hear a crack, but none came. Though the dark grey cat held him down, choking him. Suddenly something pinned me down from behind. I recognized the white and grey fur of Prickleflower, and a struggled from her grasp, clawing her as much as I could. Prickleflower winced, but her grip on me was too tight. I could barely crane my neck to see what was happening to Haze, but as soon I found a glimpse of his black fur, Prickleflower's paw pushed my head down, forcing me to watch as Haze went limp. His eyes rolled, and Grasseyes got off him.
   I snarled in rage, clawing both of of Prickleflower's paws that were holding me down and she let go. I whirled around, my eyes gleaming with hate. Grasseyes was shocked, and took a step backward. He looked at Pricklenose as if to say. 'It's not even worth it.' I bared my teeth, taking a pace forward, a warning. But he bared his teeth as well. "You've been warned what happens if you speak out against me." he growled. "Don't even think of coming back to the clan now, your going to be a traitor in their eyes." he said, his eyes glinting in satisfaction. He turned away, running towards to direction of camp. After a moment's hesitation, Prickleflower followed. Which left me alone. I thought for a long while, wondering what to do. Become a kittypet? No way. I guess I'd have to be a rouge, living on my own. Then suddenly I remembered Haze, and rushed toward him. He was completely still, I couldn't even see the rise and fall of his chest. I sighed, feeling Grief. How do I care more about him more then my clan? I thought in horror. I just met him!
   I was so confused, wondering what I should do with him. I couldn't take his body to the clan, no. I knew Grasseyes wasn't lying. I'd have to to something thought. I searched for the right this restlessly, but then it started to rain. I growled in frustration. It seemed Starclan has rained down on my parade, literally.
   I dragged his body gently into shelter from the raging storm.

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