Damaged

Chapter Two

Moonhigh was fast approaching. Wolfypaw knew she had to meet her sister to hear some prophecy'. She stared out the den watching the moon climb steadily into the sky. She watched as the stars twinkled in the sky, almost like it was promising her something. Finally, Moonhigh was here.

Careful, not to step on the other apprentices she left the den and trotted out of camp, towards the big willow tree.

"Wolfypaw! Is that you?" A soft hiss sounded in the silence.

"No. Who else would it be mousebrain?" She asked sarcastically as her sister crept out of the shadows.

"Well I was only checking." Tullippaw huffed, flattening her ears at her sister.

"Whatever. Whats the prophecy." Wolfypaw rolled her eyes.

"Come." Tullippaw led her down a hollow.

"Whoa I didn't know this was here." Wolfypaw gaped.

"Anyways on with the prophecy: a wolf accompanied by a zephyr shall save the clan although a killer threatens them all." Tullippaw meowed.

"Thats it? Anyone could have come up with that. Are you sure this is real? Too much fresh-kill at night?" Wolfypaw huffed impatiently.

"I'm sure! I'm positive! Two cats came to me! One was called Yellowfang and the other, Spottedleaf. You know, the famous love story between Firestar and Spottedleaf?"

Wolfypaw gulped. Every cat knew the famous love story between one of the greatest leaders and a medicine cat. A young kittypet had joined VenomClan, known as ThunderClan, in hopes to become a warrior. During his training he fell in love with the beautiful medicine cat. Despite the fact that they could never be together the tom and the she-cat loved each other fiercely. Then one day the medicine cat was murdered and when the tom became leader he made sure everyone knew Spottedleafs legend.

"Of course I know who she is!" Wolfypaw mewed, irritably.

"Well I think the prophecy is about you, so please be careful."

"I will." Wolfypaw flicked her tail irritated.

"Okay. And please don't tell anyone else about this. Cheers!" Tullippaw bounded away before Wolfypaw could argue.

Sighing, she padded back to camp, hoping no one had missed her.

"Where were you?" A sharp meow sounded in her ears. She turned and saw her mentor, Snowydeath, looking at her.

"I just needed to clear my um head." Wolfypaw lied.

"Okay... But next time, tell someone." Snowydeath nudged her.

"Will do. Goodnight!" She called, running to the apprentice den. She curled up and fell asleep.

***

"Wake up! The leader is calling!" A loud meow pierced her ears.

She turned and saw Setpaw rousing the other apprentices.

"What do you mean...? It's still dark outside." Her best friend, Swiftypaw meowed sleepily.

"Just wake up! Or we'll all get in trouble." Setpaw pleaded.

The apprentices got up and stalked outside to where the rest of the clan was waiting.

"Now that we're all here," Venomstars gaze slid over them, "There is a traitor among us."

A chorus of shocked gasps filled the air.

"You all know my mate, Beautypelt." He waited until all the cats agreed. "She has a confession to make, don't you sweetheart." He hissed.

The cats turned to look at Beautypelts pale face.

"Well what do you have to say for yourself?" Venomstar snarled.

"I-I h-how did y-you f-find o-out?" Beautypelt stuttered.

"Their faces look nothing like me. Neither of them act like me." He hissed. "What's his name?"

Beautypelt hung her head. "Streak. His name is Streak." She admitted. "Please don't kill me or my kits." She begged.

"Don't worry I'm not going to kill you or your kits." He purred. "Instead you're going to break up with him."

"W-wha-"

"Now. Or whenever your going to meet with him. Clan dismissed!" He jumped off the tall rock and walked away, leaving a sobbing Beautypelt.

"Quite a show, huh?" A voice purred in her ear.

She snorted and turned to see Strangehunt standing next to her. "Why are you breathing down my neck like a creep?" She asked, jokingly.

He shrugged. "I don't know. Why don't you tell me why?"

She frowned. "Way to switch it up on me huh?"

"Maybe." He said thoughtfully.

"I'ma go to sleep." Wolfypaw mewed, yawning.

"Okay, goodnight." He touched his muzzle to her head.

She padded into the den and settled down beside Swiftypaw.

"Interesting night, eh?" Swiftypaw yawned.

"Yeah.... I guess." She mumbled, tiredly.

"What's the bet that Venomstar will kill the Tom?"

"I reckon he definitely will." Wolfypaw meowed.

"Argh that's what I was gonna say but now I have to say that he won't to be different." He grinned at her. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." They both fell asleep.