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Evil kitty Wolfpaw (who needs to be kept on a leash), has just become warrior Wolfheart. We are all going to die. And that name does NOT fit him
A Forbidden Life « Thread Started on Jul 7, 2008, 4:09am »
I was always a very energetic cat. I loved to play around, and have fun with my sister and the other apprentices. We played around together after meals, and we would spend a lot of time relaxing when we weren't training. I should have known it would never last.
It was like any other day, Emberpaw and I were playing with one of the other apprentices. I decided to go a bit easy on Emberpaw, as she was my sister, and I didn't want her to get hurt. Before long, all three of us got into an arguement. It was two of us against my sister. She nearly ripped by ear off, though I wish she had.
The day was coming to an end as the other apprentices and I realized that Emberpaw had not returned to camp after she had run off after our fight. Patrols were sent out to search for her, unfortunatly we never found her. The clan was quick to give up hope, I hardly ate or slept for nights, wondering if she had gotten killed by a badger or a fox.
It wasn't long before even I had lost hope for her, weeks had passed by and still no sign of her. We all assumed that IceClan may have killed her, or as I dreaded- a fox or badger. It took several weeks to get back to my old self, playing with the other apprentices again. I had to move on... even I knew it.
Before long I was granted my warrior name as I stood proud before my Clan. I had waited a long time to be a warrior, but it was well worth it. I wanted to be the most loyal cat I could be... but it doesn't always turn out the way you want.
I was walking along the border by myself as I felt a mssive lump of fur leap on top of me. I was startled of course, but not by the attack. By the attacker. Her white coat was dazzeling, and more than beautiful. Our little tussel lasted no more than a few seconds. She stopped and started licking her paw.
She apologised for attacking, as she though that I was on the wrong side of the border. I was still stunned silly of her appearance. She thought at first that I was terrified of the attack, but I sheepishly addmitted the truth. I expected her to start laughing at me like an idiot, but she just looked at me with the most gentle eyes I had ever seen. We talked a bit, and soon we both found ourselfes in the same spot the next day, and the day after that.
I always knew what we were doing was terribly wrong... but could I have stopped it? We were in love, surely its happened to other cats? Whitecloud was one of the most beautiful and loving cats I had ever met. How could I push her away just because she lived in EarthClan, and I lived in FireClan? I loved her. Is that so terrible?
It wasn't too long when Whitecloud told me she was expecting kits. Of course I was shocked, but I was just as pleased. We had been meeting for a while now, and no one even has any suspition of our forbidden love. The kits were due to be born in leaf-bare, which worried both of us, but we believed everything would turn out fine.
The kitting was held at the border, which was unintentional, but a pleasure for me. One of the kits was exactly like her mother, the same fluffy white coat, and beautiful blue eyes. The other kit, more resembled me, with a fiery orange coat, and pale green eyes. It was clear she had a temper just as fiery as fire. They would be known as Wildkit and Pearlkit.
Whitecloud would visit less often for the next six moons taking care of her kits, I didn't mind much, as long as the kits and Whitecloud were safe. I patiently awaited news from the few times we met at the times Whitecloud got another queen to watch the kits.
Before long the kits were apprentices, given great mentors. I got to see Whitecloud more often again, enjoying our time together on the border. She always seemed so happy and peaceful, it was hard to not feel the same.
The next few moons flew by quickly as leaf-bare once again brought its icy grip on the forest. Whitecloud and I never let that stop us though, her fluffy coat protected her from the chilling winds. I was able to endure despite my thinner coat. You would never be able to tell she was there in the snow, she always used that to surprise me from behind.
Soon she brought news that our kits would be warriors soon. I was thrilled to hear it. As I talked with Whitecloud that night, she seemed a bit... sad. I asked her if everything was alright, she assured me that nothing was wrong. She wouldn't lie to me, so I didn't press her any further.
The night after that she didn't show up were we usually met. There was no trace of her, not scent or fur. I assumed that Pearpaw and Wildpaw were having their warrior ceromony, Whitecloud surely wouldn't miss that. I wish I was right, but breaking the warrior code always brings punishment.
Days would go by as a waited for her to show up. I'd go every day at the usual time, and wait until the sun started to set. I started to grow worried with her absense. I started to pace, and I became much quieter around my clan-mates. I thought of how my sister suddenly vanished, and cleared my head of that thought. I was more than determined to go to the next gathering.
The news hit me like a rock, all I can remember on that dreaded night was the EarthClan leader reporting that a queen had died from greencough. I didn't need to know who it was. It was clear... Whitecloud had died from greencough. I should have realized the last night I saw her she was sick not sad.
Her death brought a lot of grief on me, it was worse than when my sister vanished. I didn't eat for several days, I wouldn't talk to any cat, the world around me seemed hollow and distant. I had given up all hope. What had I to live for at the time? I considered options to end my life at that point.
Surely IceClan would love to kill me. I would have endured any pain to be with Whitecloud again. I knew that if I went to IceClan, they would make it painful. I crossed the IceClan border and started to wander through the territory, looking for a cat that would kill me.
Before I got fat into IceClan territory, I heard a faint whisper in the wind. I heard it clearly as if it was said right in my ears in a loud voice. I turned back immediatly. I did have something to live for. I just wasn't looking in the right place. My kits! I had to make sure they were safe, regardless of where they lived. I made a vow to do anything to protect them, and I still hold true to it now.
I improved a lot at that time, the grief never went away, but it was no longer like a boulder lagging me down. I was able to live normally again, with occasionally trying to make sure my kits, now warriors known as Wildfire and Pearlpelt, were safe. I know now that this is what Whitecloud wanted me to do.
I can occasionally see Wildfire, talking with a cat from AirClan. I know how she feels, how the AirClan cat feels. They will pay a price for breaking the warrior code, as I once had. At least her kits know who their father is, I'm glad to see that so far they were happy.
I continue to monitor Wildfire's meetings with Thornfang. I've heard several entertaining stories of my grand-children. I wish I could have seen some of their escapades, but that would have been awkward. The news of Nightkits death was one thing that saddened me for a time. Maybe that was their punishment for breaking the warrior code.
I soon decided to talk with my daughter for the first time since she was born. I wanted to wait to find both Wildfire and Pearlpelt so I can meet them both, but I had to settle with only one. I interupted one of her conversations with Thornfang. They were both shocked but its good to know that she knows who her father is.
I still stayed with my duties, going on patrols looking for IceClan cats. Surprisingly, we found some on our territory. There was one... she looked familiar, aside from the Icy glare in her eyes, and the coldness of her voice. I'm almost sure. No I AM sure, it is her. I just won't accept it. She remembers me, shes said it. But how can I look at her and not see who I'm thinking of? It saddens me, but shes an enemy now. I must stay loyal to my clan, as I've failed in the past.
I've seen the way she looked at me, she hates me. Could she really hold a grudge for so long? Perhaps so... I'm just woried that i'm ever to meet her in battle... will I be able to fight back?
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