Azurepaw sat in the dawn's light, letting the soft rays wash over her pelt. The air was crisp, and she could hear the breezes rushing through the grass. It was a typical leaf-fall day, and she knew that her Clan would be busily preparing for the first snows to fall in the coming moon. She lifted one dainty paw and gave it a lick, her baby blue eyes wide with innocence.
She hadn't seen her mentor, Sunstripe, around recently. She was beginning to grow a little bit concerned. It wasn't that she wanted to train or anything, for she avoided doing anything of that sort at all cost. She liked getting a free pass without having to work for things at all. She didn't see any of the other apprentices around at the moment, though she knew a few of them were still asleep.
Sunstripe had been missing since the previous day, and he hadn't been in camp. I wonder if any cat knows about this, she thought to herself. As though she were important, she lifted her head and called out to the cats who were in the camp, "Has anyone seen Sunstripe?" she asked loudly. She sat down and waited for a reply.
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Dawnpaw saw Azurepaw trying to get the attention of the warriors of the Clans, in the typical stuck-up fashion she usually did. Dawnpaw was never much a fan of Azurepaw. She was popular, but Dawnpaw usually only pretended to be her friend. Mostly, she was jealous of how much attention Azurepaw got from the members of the Clan. Dawnpaw found her to be rather spoiled in general, though.
"I haven't seen Sunstripe," she meowed. She did realize that the warrior, who was supposed to be watching over a NorthClan apprentice, had vanished. She knew that Azurepaw never liked training anyway, so she didn't know why she would bother to raise such a big fuss about the whole thing except for attention purposes.
Windsky overheard the apprentices talking about something important. The blue tortoiseshell padded over to them, and noticed that they were talking about Sunstripe and how he was missing again. She scoffed a little. He's probably gone off with his allies from other Clans, she thought. I know he's always sneaking out to talk to them. She stretched in the sunlight and moved over to where the apprentices were standing.
"Is something wrong?" she asked. "Sunstripe is missing, hm? Well, you know he has a tendency to disappear sometimes. I wouldn't think too much of it." She was almost certain that he was just out there somewhere, talking to some cat he wasn't supposed to be talking to. He wasn't a disloyal cat, or a traitor by any means, but he had too many friends in other Clans for her comfort, and that was against the warrior code.
Sunstripe burst into the camp at outrageous speed, breathing in and out heavily. He still had the wounds that the NorthClan warriors had given to him, but they weren't as bad as he expected. He looked around the camp, and noticed that his name was being mentioned. He squinted, trying to see if Ripplestar was around. NorthClan wanted war, and they weren't going to stop until they got it.
"Ripplestar!" he called out, pushing past his apprentice and the other cats gathered in the camp. "Come quickly, there's something that's gone horribly wrong! NorthClan is going to attack!"
It was another lazy morning with the sun high above the open lands of EastClan. Warm rays of light blessed the ground with warmth, beckoning for a time of leisure. However Ripplestar could hardly be peaceful at a time like this.
He had woken up early that morning, just as the rim of the golden sun was slowly rising over the mountains, twinkles of starlight left in the morning sky. He knew things had quickly gone awry when Sunstripe and the young apprentice was nowhere to be seen. The scents were fresh on the bedding of moss and Ripplestar had an inkling that the apprentice had run off. The question was if it was fright or a secret motive; was she working for Scatterstar?
The seal tabby tom had tried not to let it get to his head. No, it was probably all coincidence. But with each passing minute and not a single glance of his warrior, it was hard for him to not think that Scatterstar had sent an apprentice to spy into his camp.
Sunstripe's absence hadn't left unnoticed either as he heard Azurepaw asking around for her mentor. Ripplestar paced the ground restlessly, whirlwind of emotions and thoughts bursting within him. Was Sunstripe somehow taken back to NorthClan camp? Should he send a patrol to rescue him? No, that would only give the NorthClan leader a reason to launch a full-scale war. But this was clanmate! There was no way he could leave a warrior behind!
Ripplestar sighed for the umpteenth time, gouging the ground, absolutely frustrated at the situation and at himself. He was the EastClan leader for StarClan's sake! He couldn't waver between decisions when he led the clan. However the tom's disturbing thoughts were put on hold as a commotion resounded through the camp. A familiar scent lingered through the air.
Waves of relief rippled through him and he launched himself forward to the heart of the camp where all the cats were crowded around. He saw fresh wounds on Sunstripe but thanked StarClan that he had escaped with all limbs intact.
"Come quickly, there's something that's gone horribly wrong! NorthClan is going to attack!"[/i]
It felt like his blood had turned to ice and Ripplestar gaped, maw parted in utter shock. He suddenly felt like he was sinking, the ground lurching forward but Ripplestar held his position, body tensing up. Blood roared in his ears, heart thumping erratically. The EastClan leader let out a sigh and straightened up, eyes hardened.
"Sunstripe you must quickly tell me what happened, everything. Windsky," he called to the she-cat who was nearby. "Round up a patrol of warriors and wait at the entrance. I'll be with you shortly." Ripplestar gouged the earth, claws sinking in deeply and a deep rumble resonated within him. "Scatterstar won't get away with this!"[/size]
Juniperpaw stared out shyly from the apprentice den as the other warriors congregated. Something big was happening in the Clan, though she wasn't sure what it was. She saw Sunstripe with a terrified look in his eyes, and she nervously watched the scene unfold. NorthClan is attacking? she thought. They have no reason to attack us. We've never done anything to them.
She brushed her tail around her precious seashell, and drew it close to her paws. She was going to have to find a very good hiding place for Eater if NorthClan was going to be on the attack. She watched as cats began to gather, forming a patrol. She ducked away, hoping she wouldn't be asked to come along.
Trotting quickly out of the apprentices' den after Jupinerpaw, Silentpaw looked around and listened a moment before giving her input. "Why does it matter if Northclan's gonna attack? I could fend 'em all off with one paw behind my back!" She looked over her shoulder and noticed the other apprentice slinking away. She's so weird, Silentpaw thought with a furrowed brow. Turning back to the clearing, she made her way up to where the cats were forming a patrol.
"I want to go, too! Please, Ripplestar! This could be my chance to prove myself!" Her ignorant attitude was probably not something her Leader was looking for in a warrior, but Silentpaw was determined to go, even if it meant sneaking off to the battle.
Windsky's ears pricked up when she heard what was going on. She could feel her heart racing. EastClan wasn't prepared for a war. They had fine relations with NorthClan, even so much as having sort of an unofficial peace treaty between them. It was clear that these feelings were no longer in place. A growl rose in her throat. "How dare they!" she spat.
She followed her leader's orders, looking around for cats together. "EastClan, we must prepare ourselves! NorthClan is coming to attack!" she hissed. She saw plenty of capable warriors in the camp, but she did notice that a couple of cats were missing. She narrowed her eyes. Something was wrong. Where are Crimsonstreak and Snowflutter? she wondered to herself. I haven't seen them in days...
Azurepaw was surprised to find out what had happened to her mentor. She took a few pawsteps back. She knew that at any moment, NorthClan could come charging down the hill in a fury, ready to tear up any EastClan cat in their path. I can't handle fighting like that, she thought. If they make me fight, I'm going to get killed. Her blue eyes were filled with concern.
She noticed that one of the other apprentices didn't seem to mind being in a battle. On the other hand, a few others were cowering in the apprentice den. There was no telling if they would be made to fight in this battle or not. Sometimes things got so bad that the leader had to make the apprentices fight too. Just not me, don't make me fight, she thought.
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Dawnpaw's ears flicked. These whispers of war just couldn't be true. NorthClan had never had a problem with EastClan in the past. She swallowed bile that was rising in her throat. She was frightened by what she knew was coming. She backed up a little underneath some grass tendrils. Other apprentices seemed to be cowering as well, save for Silentpaw, who apparently didn't mind going up against a horde of angry NorthClan cats.
She still couldn't believe it, though. Maybe Sunstripe was wrong. She couldn't handle this type of thing, she'd never experienced anything close to a battle. "Can't we just talk to them?" she blurted out. "Can't we just tell Scatterstar that we don't mean him any harm or tell them that we don't want trouble with their Clan?" Diplomatic solutions with words were usually the best she could come up with.
Sunstripe was still breathing heavily as he faced their leader. He had a lot to tell him about NorthClan's intentions to attack EastClan. He took a deep breath and tried to regain his composure. This was a dark day for EastClan, and none of them were safe as long as Scatterstar was determined to go up against them.
"Freezepaw tried to escape from the camp," he started. "I chased her down, but I went too far and crossed over into NorthClan territory. As per the warrior code, she had to take me back to their camp. When I got there, Scatterstar declared war and named some apprentices warriors, including Freezepaw. They plan to attack, but I don't know when."
He could feel the blood pounding within his body, his heart hammering against his ribcage. The whole clan was in an uproar, warriors unsheathing their claws, yowling out threats and hisses. Apprentices were drawn back, cowering though some were boldly daring, particularly young Silentpaw. He felt so scattered, so confused. Sunstripe's urgent voice resounded through the commotion.
Freezepaw. Ripplestar stifled a sigh, knowing fully well he had been stumped by Scatterstar's trickery. But it was brutal; sending a small apprentice into another clan as a spy?! What in StarClan's name was he thinking?
His thoughts were disturbed by a bombard of questions from Silentpaw and Dawnpaw. "I'm afraid it will be too risky," he murmured to the confident she-cat. He shook his head. Dawnpaw's question surprised him slightly; the question was logical and rather mature for so young a cat. "I would like to settle this peacefully. It will be up to Scatterstar in how he responds."
The lanky tom paced about the floor, thinking, trying to get something down to prevent this war. The most alarming thing was that he didn't know when Scatterstar would strike. A frustrated growl rumbled within him, blue eyes hardened in fury. He turned to his clan, watching their reactions before he addressed them. Ripplestar had to constantly remind himself that he was their leader; he couldn't lose his temper.
"EastClan! Calm yourselves! We must not panic in this time!" his yowl rung through the camp. Ripplestar turned back to Sunstripe. "I need you stay behind camp and get your wounds checked. We can't risk losing you again." The EastClan leader pushed his way through the crowd.
"Queens and apprentices will stay behind camp to defend with a few warriors stationed at the entrance. The rest of the warriors will come with me." He gazed throughout the camp. "In all our power, we must stop this war!"[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]
Mossfire peeked out of where the queens gathered. She saw all the chaos that was going on and Ripplestar trying to calm everyone down. She heard cats talking about a war with NorthClan. She blinked, almost unable to process that information. EastClan wasn't ready for a war, and NorthClan had given no indication of it in the past.
She walked out of the den and heard the leader giving orders. Queens and apprentices would stay behind to defend the camp as a last resort. She only hoped that NorthClan wouldn't get that far. She didn't know if she and the other queens and apprentices could take on their fearsome warriors.
Windsky gathered with the rest of the warriors near Ripplestar. She was just as excited and nervous as the rest her clanmates. It dreaded her to think that this could turn out like the infamous SouthClan-EastClan war. That war had torn her Clan apart, and her parents were both killed in that battle. She closed her eyes and sighed at the memories. There was no way she was going to let this battle turn out like that.
She looked back at the apprentices with sadness. This could tear them apart. They could lose family members, and if worse came to worst, they could lose their own lives. She didn't know if the queens and apprentices could hold off invading EastClan cats, along Sunstripe, who was wounded. With hesitance, she spoke to her leader. "We should leave at least a couple more warriors behind to watch the camp," she suggested.
Fear spread through the tortoiseshell she-cat like thunder, how was the clan going to win when they didn't even know when the attack was going to begin? the ground felt dizzy under her paws and she started to feel sick. How much fatalities will there be? What if she didn't get enough herbs and..... her head buzzed with questions.
She breathed deeply and examined the camp, everyone pulled terrified faces, the apprentices kneeled lower as if they imagined a Northclan warrior, baring its teeth right next to them. But some, looked enthusiastic... a bit too enthusiastic. The warriors had there claws unsheathed, ready for an ambush, fur fluffed up to twice there size. The camp looked like a large shadow of leafless trees in the milky sunlight which also dampened the spirits of the clan with horror.
She then targeted her eyes on Sunstrike's wounds, they weren't critical but they needed a few cobwebs to stop the bleeding, and he needed a good rest. She sat down outside of her den waiting for Sunstrike to pace towards her.