Chapter 5: Artistic Differences

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(Here's some more art! This one's Shatteredsky, a much later of you'll meet WAY in the future if I actually write down all my OCS 🙏. It'll be YEARS...)

Ravenpaw was hunting most of the day. He had caught two mice, two squirrels, and a chaffinch. He padded into camp with Jos catch, most eyes on him in awe.

He noticed Flamepaw sitting next to Foxstar, glaring at him with his wars flattened. Foxstar was sitting there shameless, his head high as he watched Ravenpaw put his prey in the pile, impressed.

Ravenpaw decided to ask Flamepaw why he was sitting with Foxstar. He padded over to him, but Foxstar got in his way. Foxstar looked down at him with his usual menacing and wise look, speakinf up.

"There shall be no talking to Flamepaw," Foxstar said, glaring at Flamepaw before looking back at Ravenpaw. "He has betrayed the clan in every way possible."

Ravenpaw was confused, but he nodded respectively, padding away. What did Flamepaw do? But he couldn't ask any questions. Foxstar gets impatient too easily.

Ravenpaw saw Winterpaw eating alone, and decided to eat with her. He grabbed a squirrel and walked over to Winterpaw, meowing a greeting.

"Hi," Winterpaw mewed through mouthfuls. "Flamepaw is sitting with Foxstar and not eating because he was caught chatting with Bananapaw from DeathClan."

Ravenpaw stopped eating for a moment. "But she's the medicine cat apprentice," he said thoughtfully, chewing his squirrel with the fur and swallowing. "Maybe he was helping Squirrelfrost with something."

"Like he would 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟," Winterpaw scoffed, her tail flicking. "He's probably planning against you."

Ravenpaw froze. Why would DeathClan's sweet medicine cat want to harm him? What sows she have against him?

"No way! She doesn't even know me!" Ravenpaw said a bit angrily, his tail lashing instinctively. Bananapaw was kind, he knew that from her coming for herbs one day, although being rejected by Foxstar harshly. Many died that Leaf-bare.

"It's DeathClan!" Winterpaw shot back. "Deathstar himself is a foxheart, and so are his warriors!"

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝐹𝑜𝑥𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟, thought Ravenpaw angrily, his ears flattening as he flexed his claws in defiance. 𝐼 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛?

"Not all DeathClan warriors could be corrupted," Ravenpaw pointed out impatiently.

"That's his 𝑑𝑎𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑟, for StarClans sake!" Winterpaw snapped, her claws unsheathing. Everyone was watching now. "You're too stupid to understand, aren't you?"

"But maybe some stand against him," Ravenpaw said, looking at the bristling Winterpaw. "Maybe-"

Ravenpaw was cut off by being pounced on by angry Winterpaw, claws digging into his shoulders as she pinned him.

𝑊𝑎𝑖𝑡! 𝑊𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠! 𝐴𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡, 𝐼 𝑡𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑤𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒...

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