The Journey... Dec 23, 2007 11:01:45 GMT -5
Post by Icefang on Dec 23, 2007 11:01:45 GMT -5
The icey winds whipped at her back as the apprentice heaved forward. Snow had been forming on her head, and she shook it off. She squinted her eyes against the dark clouds, which bore more cold. She let out a cough. The spotted silver cat lifted a freezing paw to take a step forward, but then fell over on the snowy rocks.
"Spottedpaw, are you still alive?" a voice called. A gray tom trudged over to her. The apprentice nodded slowly.
"Yes..." Spottedpaw mewed, her voice crackling. Smokefoot bent over to her and nudged her to her paws. He brushed her back with his tail, swiping the frost off.
"We'd better get a move on," he meowed. He pelted away to the front of the exiled cats. Spottedpaw closed her eyes, trying to remember how they got here...
"Smokefoot," Thornstar had meowed. "We have come to the conclusion that you are a traitor." Thornstar had pelted over to the gray cat with a few other warriors. The golden tabby had stood there, gazing angrily at Smokefoot.
"What?" The gray tom took a step back. "How?"
"A prophecy had been sent to us that smoke would destroy our Clan," one of the warriors snarled. "You and a spotted stream. That would be Spottedpaw and Streampaw."
Spottedpaw had overheard and backed away. Why would they have suspected her? When the warrior saw her, he threw the apprentice forward. Then another warrior had spotted Streampaw and dragged her...
"Spottedpaw!" Streampaw bounded over. "We found a cave to sleep in!" The silver she-cat's blue eyes sparkled excitedly. "It's warm in there! C'mon!" The apprentice bounded away, kicking snow into Spottedpaw's face. She sighed then padded forward. It was to cold for her.