Warriors: Everfree of Secrets

Dashfang got to her paws slowly, and she blinked her eyes. She yawned, and went outside. The fresh-kill was low, and she grabbed one quickly. It was a small, stringy mouse, but it would still work. She went to the den, and woke Applefur up. “Applefur, do you want to go hunting?” she asked, and Applefur slowly got out of her bed.

She stretched, and she yawned. “Y-yea, sure,” she mewed, and Redpaw jumped out of the apprentice den.

“Can I come!” he mewed happily, more excited that usual.

“Yeah,” mewed Dashfang, and Lightningstorm crawled out of his den.

“I guess I’m going too?” he mewed, and he stretched out his legs. He sat, and wrapped his legs neatly around his paws.

Dashfang nodded, and they crawled out of the cold tunnel. She saw a nice sunny day ahead. The sun burned onto her bright coat, and it shined back into the sky. She smiled at Lightningstorm, whose tail stuck straight into the air as he hunted. She saw a little rabbit hopping with only three legs. She crouched down, and she waited. She pounced, and the rabbit was pinned onto the ground. “I caught a rabbit!” she yowled, through clenched teeth.

Lightningstorm smiled, and mewed, “Why don’t you bring it to Spitfire and Browniepaw. I hear they’re busy right now,” he mewed, and Dashfang nodded.

She ran over to the medicine cat’s den, and she saw the two cats talking. “Now, Snowblind has a broken bone from her tripping on Castle Rock. What do you use to heal it?” she asked the young apprentice.

Browniepaw hopped to his feet, and looked into his teacher’s eyes. “I need cobwebs to bind the broken bone, get poppy seeds to stop the hurting, and then get some rush to help the cobwebs,” he mewed quickly, and Spitfire smiled.

“Good, now go on and get it.” Spitfire mewed, and Browniepaw limped into Dashfang.

“Oopes, sorry Dashfang, I barely saw you,” he mewed and he went around her. “Is that for us?” he asked, and he started at the rabbit.

Dashfang dropped it, and pushed it over to Spitfire. “A little stringy, but it will work,” she mewed. She bit into it, and pushed the rest to Browniepaw.

Browniepaw’s leg was healing a little, but he still had to limp. Setclaw trapped him when she wanted Sunstar.  Poor Browniepaw went behind her back to go see Setclaw. He was hit by a monster, and suffered with an injured leg. He then became the Lightningclan medicine cat apprentice.

After he finished the rabbit, he left the den. Dashfang nodded to Spitfire, and she left the den. Applefur stood outside the den, and smiled when Dashfang hopped out of the den. “Copperpelt wants to talk to us today,” she mewed. “It’s about Fleurheart,” she went as, after Dashfang did not answer.

Dashfang pricked her ears. I thought you said you would only meet at Gatherings, she thought.

She still had to leave, however. She went to Lakeclan with Applefur by her side. The frozen river stretched across the ground until they found a little island in the middle. They slid across until they reached a little thicket next to the ice. Suddenly the thicket shook, and a brown figure hopped in. He shook himself off, and licked Applefur. Dashfang looked outside the thicket. “Did anyone follow you?” she asked uncertainly.

Copperpelt shook his head. “No, no one followed,” he mewed, but a rustling in the bushes alerted Dashfang.

A little Lakeclan warrior jumped out of the bushes. It was a she-pegasus with a dark orange mane. She hissed: “I already have to hide this joker, why are there two Lightningclan warriors now?” She looked at Copperpelt as she growled.

“Its okay, Orangemist, she is the same as Applefur,” Copperpelt mewed calmly, and he introduced the cats.

Her fur got less tense, and Applefur went out the thicket with Copperpelt. “We’re going to leave you alone for a little bit, so you two can talk!” Copperpelt mewed, and, before Dashfang could protest, they both left.

Orangemist licked her paw, and started to cool down. “So what did you want to talk about?” she asked happily.

Dashfang smiled at her, and she started her story. She told her about Flutterpaw telling them about Fleurheart, and that the rock crushed her. “So why did Fleurheart say that no Lightningclan warrior will harm Burningfur?” she asked to Orangemist.

Orangemist closed her eyes. “Burningfur is my brother, but I do not know why my father would say that. Maybe my mother knows. Her name is Goldiefur, just be careful she can be a little crazy. I do know, however, that my father was killed by a falling rock,” she mewed, and she looked into Dashfang’s uncertain eyes. “If you want to meet my mom, you can see her tomorrow in the afternoon.”

Dashfang nodded, and found Applefur and Copperpelt outside. She brought her home, and they got into the warriors den. She fell asleep, but had no dreams that night.