Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2010 20:42:40 GMT -5
Emberflare padded through camp. She eyed the apprentices den, wondering of she should take Falconpaw out hunting. Slowly, she neared it and stuck her head in. Her eyes widened in panic and fear as the strong smell of BloodClan washed over her. Bloodfire, was her first thought. She quickly shook it off and entered.
Falconpaw was in her nest sleeping peacefully. The smell radiated off her in cool waves but the scent of ThunderClan tried to figh tit off. She had been with a BloodClan cat, and by the smell of it, tom. She needed to talk to Falconpaw. Immediatly.
The deputy carefully picked her way throught he den of snoring apprentices until she reached Falconpaw. She nudged her until the she-cat's eyes flickered open. No matter if she was still asleep or not, she needed to talk. She bent down to the orange ear and whispered softly:
"Meet me at Twolegplace at sunhigh. Hurry!"
Ember withdrew her head and tried vainly to push away the feeling of fear that hanuted her step now. She knew Bloodfire was now her mate but it needed to be kept a secret. If Falconpaw was with a BloodClan tom, Ember wanted to know who he was. The scent of Bloodfire and other cats swirled around Falconpaw and it was dangerous to be like that. Falconpaw needed to wash off in the river to get the stench away before she could mix wih other cats. To late. She had mixed. But they had to remove the smell.
Ember looked up at the sun, unable to run from the dreaded feeling of BloodClan. She breathed hard at the thought of her poor apprentice to be with a tom, far from ThunderClan boundaries. But why was she so worried? she was doing the same thing! She looked at her belly, slowly starting to swell. It wasn't big enough to notice yet so the Medicine Cat wouldn't get worried for another moon or two. Kits.... this was not allowed.... kits....
Another moon or two.... Another moon or two of what?
Emberflare didn't notice herself mutter under her breath in a high voice,
"Another moon or two of being deputy?" she growled and laid her head on her paws.
Ember had drifted off to sleep. When she woke, the sun was high in the sky. Ember leapt to her feet and ran to Twolegplace....
Her mind reeled. Once everyone started notice her belly was starting to swell she would be humiliated and would suffer the pain of losing her rank. Her friends would be ashamed of her and she wouldn't be so trusted as now. They would question her on who the father was but she couldn't tell. They would be disgusted, angered, shocked, mortified. She could lose her home if they found out. She couldn't let that happen. It would be a secret. Or she could get some other tom to promise her to keep the secret. He could play the role of father in the kit(s) lives. But who? Who would that ThunderCLan tom be?
Emberflare tucked her head down and let the tears run freely. She didn't want to think about it.
Falconpaw was in her nest sleeping peacefully. The smell radiated off her in cool waves but the scent of ThunderClan tried to figh tit off. She had been with a BloodClan cat, and by the smell of it, tom. She needed to talk to Falconpaw. Immediatly.
The deputy carefully picked her way throught he den of snoring apprentices until she reached Falconpaw. She nudged her until the she-cat's eyes flickered open. No matter if she was still asleep or not, she needed to talk. She bent down to the orange ear and whispered softly:
"Meet me at Twolegplace at sunhigh. Hurry!"
Ember withdrew her head and tried vainly to push away the feeling of fear that hanuted her step now. She knew Bloodfire was now her mate but it needed to be kept a secret. If Falconpaw was with a BloodClan tom, Ember wanted to know who he was. The scent of Bloodfire and other cats swirled around Falconpaw and it was dangerous to be like that. Falconpaw needed to wash off in the river to get the stench away before she could mix wih other cats. To late. She had mixed. But they had to remove the smell.
Ember looked up at the sun, unable to run from the dreaded feeling of BloodClan. She breathed hard at the thought of her poor apprentice to be with a tom, far from ThunderClan boundaries. But why was she so worried? she was doing the same thing! She looked at her belly, slowly starting to swell. It wasn't big enough to notice yet so the Medicine Cat wouldn't get worried for another moon or two. Kits.... this was not allowed.... kits....
Another moon or two.... Another moon or two of what?
Emberflare didn't notice herself mutter under her breath in a high voice,
"Another moon or two of being deputy?" she growled and laid her head on her paws.
Ember had drifted off to sleep. When she woke, the sun was high in the sky. Ember leapt to her feet and ran to Twolegplace....
Her mind reeled. Once everyone started notice her belly was starting to swell she would be humiliated and would suffer the pain of losing her rank. Her friends would be ashamed of her and she wouldn't be so trusted as now. They would question her on who the father was but she couldn't tell. They would be disgusted, angered, shocked, mortified. She could lose her home if they found out. She couldn't let that happen. It would be a secret. Or she could get some other tom to promise her to keep the secret. He could play the role of father in the kit(s) lives. But who? Who would that ThunderCLan tom be?
Emberflare tucked her head down and let the tears run freely. She didn't want to think about it.