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Warriors: A New Clan inside the Forest *Chapter 4*
I awoke, several moons had gone by. At sunset we would set out to four-trees. I noticed Talonstar was dead serious today as I watched him. He continuously was throwing orders everywhere. When he reached me he spoke in a low voice.
"I think we should bring the whole clan to the gathering, though if the other clans reject us we must fight. Though we need to keep the camp protected, I will be making five or seven cats stay the rest will go." I nodded and he turned around, telling something to Nightshade and Lionfang. I hassled threw the patrol, not making a good job of it. I was running threw everything, eating, napping, cleaning, deputy things, patrols; there was no stop to this day. Finally sunset appeared over the sky and Talonstar had already set up a party of who will come. Nightshade, Lionfang, and four other cats were to stay, including kits and queens. All the others were going; Talonstar began to lead us to four-trees. I walked behind him, serious about what might happe
Warriors: A New Clan inside the Forest *Chapter 3*
I awoke to loud coughing, I looked over at Coalfoot. No one seemed to be getting much sleep. I narrowed my eyes and got up walking outside towards the medicine cat den.
"Mistleaf are you awake?" A small rustle appeared as I saw a cat's tail.
"Yes. Who is it?" She was half blind, but had excellent hearing.
I walked inside, "Icestorm. Has Coalfoot come to you yet?"
Mistleaf looked at me, puzzled. "Why no. Is something wrong with him?"
I nodded, "He is coughing more then you can imagine, and I would personally like to get some sleep as much as the others."
Mistleaf looked ashamed, "I didn't know. I'll get on it right away. Can you send him here?"
I flicked my tail, "I have important business to do. I am on a small schedule. This clan has less three moons to be prepared for the Gathering; we have apprentices needing to be trained. Making sure everyone knows the territory, get all Kittypets hardened for clan life. Loners need to learn the rules, and rogues have to shap
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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