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WaterClan Part 17The world spun, the all too familiar feeling of something lost surrounded Brightpaw as her eyes clouded. No no
Water licked at the toms sleek grey fur, now stained crimson with his own blood. Feeling her weight give way, the apprentice leaned against her sisters side for support, feeling weak and vulnerable. No not Owlswoop
By now, Silverfangs and Mothpaws yowl had roused most of the Clan, all the cats circled around the shore, cries of pain and fear echoing in the air. Brightpaw opened and closed her mouth, willing words to come rushing out, but her voice was lost in all the grief. All the loss. All the pain.
Ivypaw rushed towards the waters edge, pain clear in her voice as she leaped through the water, her paws sluggish as they sloshed around in the ocean. OWLSWOOP! The call, filled with so much sorrow, stabbed Brightpaws heart as she saw Ivypaw withering in pain. No! Not you!
WaterClan Part 14Gasps rippled through the WaterClan cats; Brightpaws own eyes were wide with surprise. Yowls rose to the top of the cliff, angry sounds that made the gentle apprentice flinch.
How dare you suggest such a thing?! Called one warrior, the apprentice recognized it as Redfang. WaterClan has done nothing!
EarthClan scum! Another cat called, the fury and disgust clear in her voice. Several new yowls joined the two WaterClan cats, which were matched with furious shouts from EarthClan. Brightpaws eyes focused on Sweetstar and Briarstar, amid all of the commotion, she wanted to see what her leaders reaction was.
The cream-colored leaders face was composed, although her eyes gave way to her true feelings. Fury hid under their depths, anger as well. She seemed just as shocked and enraged as her Clan at EarthClans accusation.
SILENCE! It was Sweetstars voice, normally so calm and cool, that rose above all of the noi
WaterClan Part 11Brightpaw stared at Redfangs anguished face, eyes filling with more tears. How many more cats will die tonight? Squeezing her eyes shut, the apprentice wished for an escape; a way to wriggle away from all this insanity.
Mothpaw, I need to talk to you. Bring Ivypaw, please. She managed this between tears, her voice choked with sorrow. Something bad is happening and its not going to get any better
Her loyal sister nodded; although a strange look passed over her eyes when Ivypaws name was mentioned. Was she worried for her sister? Or was that fear for herself?
In a few moments, the three sisters were together. There was a fiery look in Ivypaws green eyes that startled Brightpaw. She kept glancing over at Mothpaw; as if she was the reason for Sharpkit and Tawnykits death. Blinking, Brightpaw waited for Ivypaw to explain her furious glances. But she was quiet, her eyes showing her anger.
Ivypaw is there
WaterClan Part 8For a moment, it seemed like Brightpaw was deaf, her fathers words didnt seem to sink in. Mother cannot be dead. She cant be. No, I wont believe it. But even Brightpaw was smart enough to realize those thoughts were lies. Yes, yes she is.
Tears streamed endlessly down the apprentices cheek, it seemed like they would forever be there. Silverfang left soon after attempting to console his daughters, his eyes filled with grief and sadness. So despite his strong words, he too, is grieving
Roseblossom exited as well, followed slowly by Owlpaw. Brightpaw watched them leave, her eyes blurred with tears. And once she was alone with her sisters, she began to weep. Heavily the tears came, a torrent on the small she-cats face. Her breathing came more rushed, more shallow with every gasp. She was only partially aware of her sister, Mothpaws comforting head laid against her shoulder. But nothing could cease the pain now.
WaterClan Part 5The suns light pierced through the comfortable darkness that had surrounded the apprentice. The light was faint, but even so, Brightpaw knew that it was time to rise. Yawning, the young she-cat stretched, her small body lengthening as her stiff joints began to loosen. Trying to be as quiet as she could, the cream-colored apprentice stepped around her siblings and the other cats in training. She was surprised the den didnt feel crowded when she sleptthere were four apprentices inside!
Before exiting to find her mentor, Silversnow, she turned her gaze on Darkpaw, the oldest apprentice in the den. I wonder if he feels lonely; all of us are siblings and all does he feel left out when we talk about inside jokes and such? Almost feeling guilty for not including the tomcat in their conversations, Brightpaw promised herself she would try to do so in the future.
As soon as the cream colored she-cat stepped outside, the glaring sun snared her vision. She couldn
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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