Chapter Five

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Warning: topics of rap3.

I never thought I wouldn't end up with Crowwing, but I guess life changes. Now, Crowwing won't even look at me. He refuses to go on any patrol with me.

Two weeks ago was the incident that started this. Me and Flint have been seeing each other regularly. He's a cute tom, I'll have to admit.

It was a little after sundown. Most of the Clan cats were still in the clearing, talking and wasting the night away. The dusk patrol was still out, too.

I was feeling tired so I slipped into the den. There was no one there.

Whatever. It was better for me, anyway.

I curled myself in my nest and closed my eyes. I could see a shadow, blocking the moonlight that entered through the entrance of the den. I could feel the presence of another cat there too.

Pawsteps entered the den. I could hear raspy breathing and earth being picked up from claws. The cat was right behind me.

Slowly, I blinked open my eyes and turned my head to the cat.

It was Crowwing.

Sunlight was flashing on his pelt, showing me his anger filled eyes.

"Crowwing?"

He gave me a sly smirk. "Hi, Silversong," he whispered slowly, sending chills down my spine.

I lifted myself onto my paws, a soreness filled in my legs. I groaned, just wanting to go to sleep. "Can I help you?"

He thrusted his body into mine, shoving me onto the ground.

I gasped as my body hit the ground. I began to struggle for breath as he towered over me, placing his paw on my side.

"My Silversong..." He whispered slowly, "that cat didn't know what he was talking about, hm." He tapped his claws along my skin, making it crawl. He slowly brought his claw up and down my spine, whispering to himself, "how anyone can think you are theirs is beyond me. You are mine and always will be," he chuckled, then pulled me up.

It was moonhigh when some cats came in to see me shuddering on the ground, blood on my pelt and exhausted.

Scatteredstars was the one to pick me up and drag me to Flowerpetal.

When I awoke, it was sunhigh the next day. I struggled onto my paws and looked around.

Twistedthorn – Twistedpaw had been made into a medicine cat not long ago – quickly noticed me and ran over to me. "Silversong," he said softly to me, "lay back down."

I obeyed, realizing I was in the medicine den.

"Are you okay? What happened last night?"

I glanced up at Twistedthorn and told him everything. Tears spilled out within the first few words.

He listened to my story with widened eyes. Flowerpetal joined him and guessed what had happened.

Crowwing came into the medicine den after I finished. My heart began to beat fast, and I thought I was going to have a heart attack. "Stay away from me!" I hissed.

Scatteredstars, who had stayed with me last night, escorted him out. She brought Sapphirestar back as well.

Sapphirestar watched me with pitiful eyes. I was curled in the corner, my fur bristling, breathing heavily. She glanced at Flowerpetal and softly nodded, then left the den.

I could hear her calling the other cats outside. Scatteredstars went to join her.

Now, only Twistedthorn and Flowerpetal accompanied me. I calmed down with a shudder.

"He can't hurt you," Flowerpetal told me softly.

"Why do you say that?!"

"He'll be gone shortly."

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