Warriors: Rising Storm

Dashfang’s cyan blue pelt blended into the sky. She smiled when she saw a fat bird bellow her. She was about to fly down and kill it, when a little blue figure killed it in her teeth. “Skypaw!” she yowled and she flew down.

She turned, and put the bird down. “What?” she asked. “I caught the bird.” She sat and started to lick her fur.

“You were downwind,” she meowed, “The bird could have smelled you!”

Skypaw rolled her eyes, and flew into the sky. Dashfang was burning with fury. She looked for her until the sun was at its peak. Dashfang hated going out looking at night. She was still afraid Setclaw was out there. She flew up to one final cloud, and she saw Skypaw.

She heard the words of Setclaw moaning in her head when she saw Skypaw. "Be careful Dashfang, I could be anywhere; keep your head high, keep your ears pricked, ‘cause I'll catch you, and then you're dead!" She flinched when she thought of Setclaw’s cold words.

Skypaw yowled up to her. “Dashfang, are you coming or not?” she asked.

Dashfang shook her head, and flew down from the cloud. She walked home, and when she got there, she started to pick out patrols. She picked Boltstripe, Soarwing, and Sentrywing to go on the dawn patrol the next day.

“Are you sure Dashfang?” asked Boltstripe with a smirk.

She shifted uncomfortably. Soarwing growled, and his eyes turned to slits. “Of course she’s sure!” he growled.

Cloudystorm squeezed out of the nursery, and she growled. “What’s going on here?” she asked. She looked at Dashfang and Boltstripe. No cat could trust the white pegacat anymore. “Go on with your patrols, Dashfang, you’re doing fine,” she meowed, encouraging Dashfang.

She turned away, and she went to the elders den to see if they needed any help. “I don’t think she should be deputy!” growled a familiar. She got a little closer, and she saw the elders debating.

“I agree,” Snowblind meowed. “She wasn't even chosen according to tradition!”

Dashfang stepped back, and stumbled into the nursery. She lifted her head, and she saw two green eyes staring at her. She stared in horror. Was that Setclaw?

Then a little kit jumped out of the leaves. Another cat jumped behind her. Then Morningdew jumped out behind them. Dashfang knew she was just fostering the kits. Setclaw had been the real mother.

She frowned when she saw Dashfang staring at the kit. “Dashfang!” she growled, and Dashfang jumped.

“I’m sorry,” she meowed, but when she saw Morningdew’s stern eyes, she shut herself up.

She sighed. “I know that she seems so much like her mother,” she meowed. “But she’s got nothing to do with Setclaw. She hardly knew her mother. Even if they aren't my real kits, I would do anything to protect these kits. They are my little things.” They then left their tails high.

Dashfang frowned, and she left the nursery. She then realized that Skypaw was not in her den. She guessed she was just hunting by herself. She shrugged, and ran into Sunstar’s den. She had just learned that Diamondkit and Silverkit were old enough to become apprentices.

Sunstar was sitting in her den, shaking. Her eyes were slits, and when Dashfang walked in she growled. “I want you to ask permission to come into my den from now on,” she growled.

“Yes, Sunstar,” she meowed. “I just wanted to tell you, Diamondkit and Silverkit are ready to be apprenticed.”

Sunstar nodded, and lay back down.

“Who will their mentors be?” Dashfang asked, and Sunstar looked up.

“Yes, right,” she meowed, and she looked back at her paws. “Y-you decide, Dashfang.” She then lay back down on her paws, and she slept.

Dashfang nodded, and left the den. She looked around. Who could mentor these two kits? She then saw Browniepaw, now called Browniefur, walking through the clearing, and she ran towards him. “Browniefur,” she meowed.

Browniefur looked up, and smiled. “Yes, what is it, Dashfang?” he asked, and he walked back towards the medicine cat den.

“Sunstar told me to decide the mentors of Silverkit and Diamondkit. Browniefur sighed, and looked at his paws.

“Well, how can I help?” he asked, and he saw Dashfang looking at him with a blank expression.

“Well, first we could check off who already has an apprentice,” she meowed. They finally came to a conclusion of Sentrywing, Lightningstorm, Soarwing, and Boltstripe.

Browniefur nodded, and sighed. “I think Lightningstorm is great for the job.” He meowed, and Dashfang shook her head. “Why not?” he asked and Dashfang looked up.

She sighed. “I guess I just want to wait for him,” she meowed, and she looked around again. “I would really like to see what Soarwing would do with his first apprentice,” she smiled, and Browniefur nodded.

Then Browniefur cut off her thoughts of the mentors. “Dashfang!” he yowled. “I’m a terrible apprentice!” His eyes teared up, and he began to cry.

Dashfang was shocked. “What are you talking about?” she asked, and she looked deep into his eyes. Fear flooded into them, and Dashfang stepped back a little.

He started to cry more, and he looked at his paws. “Well, it’s just that, I feel responsible for Applefur’s death!” he yowled.

Dashfang snapped him back into reality. “Browniefur, you know you couldn't do anything to help her. She bled to death. No berry, treatment, or supplement could help that!” she growled.

Browniefur nodded, and looked up. “I want Boltstripe to be Diamondkit’s mentor,” she meowed.

Dashfang nodded, and she was about to leap off to Sunstar when she heard an apprentice whine.

“What is it?” she asked, and she saw Cyanpaw crying.

“Skypaw has been gone all day,” she meowed. “She promised we would play together today!”

Dashfang nodded, and she looked at Threadpaw. “Why don’t you play with Threadpaw, and I’ll keep a look out for Skypaw.

She nodded, and leapt out with Threadpaw. Dashfang knew there was something happening with Skypaw, and she knew she would find out.