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Stormkit and Mapleshade

TinyWindowless

Published: Apr 8, 2017

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"The tom was tugging at weeds, his pelt smooth, his gaze intent on his leaves. Then he look up. Hi cold blue gaze bored into Stormkit's.
"Did you think I wouldn't notice you?" A growl edged his mew.
Oakkit's fur bushed up. "Let's get out of here!"
"Not yet." Stormkit showed his teeth. "You're on Riverclan territory!" he hissed at the tom. "Get off our land."
Oakkit unsheathed his claws. "Go and steal someone else's herbs!"
The tom's gaze narrowed. "How dare you?" His ears flattened.
Stormkit felt sick.
"He's going to kill us!" Oakkit croaked.
"Run!" Stormkit turned and scrambled through the mallow. He skidded to a halt on the first stone, then leaped again.
Oakkit landed beside him. "Help!" he wailed as his hind paws slipped off the stone. Stormkit grabbed his brother's scruff before Oakkit could slide into the swirling river.
"Thanks!" Oakkit regained his balance and jumped for the next stone. The tom yowled behind them. Stormkit hurtled after his brother.
"You don't get away from Goosefeather that easy!" the old cat snarled. Stormkit felt hot breath on his heels and jagged claws spiked his tail. Unbalanced, he leaped for the final stone. His paws hit water as he plunged into the river.
StarClan help me!
Pain shot through his face as he collided with the base of the rock. Cold water engulfed him and the world turned black. Churning his paws, Stormkit flailed for the surface but he had no idea which way up was. Gravel grazed his belly, then his spine, as the river tumbled him downstream like a leaf. 
Water stung his eyes as he opened them, searching for sunlight. Shadowy shapes raced past him. He struggled against the current, trying to swim, but another submerged rock slammed against his side, knocking the last of his breath from him. His chest heaved as he fought not to suck in water. Then he saw a shape moving steadily toward him. A she-cat. Orange and white, he could just make her out in the gloom.
Had StarClan come to claim him? Terror clawed Stormkit's belly and he fought harder, praying for air, for the surface, for something to grab on to that would stop him being washed into StarClan's hunting grounds. He couldn't die yet!
The orange-and-white cat swam closer.
Go away! I don't want to come with you! The words screamed in his mind.
"Don't worry, little one." He heard the cat's words as though she were whispering in his ear, even though she was still a tail-length away. "It's not your time yet. You have a great destiny ahead of you." Her amber eyes shone in the green water and then she was gone."

-Crookedstar's Promise, Page 34-36.

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