The Prophesied

Chapter 10 - Frostedpaw

 Frostedpaw ran through the pine forest, feeling lighter than she'd ever felt, Leafpaw had told her some magnificent news. That she could finally start going out to train again. In the Clan Soulheart had moved to the nursery a moon ago and had recently had her kits! Badgerkit and Fawnkit, also something else that happened in the Clan, Dovewatchers kits had become apprentices, and it was great training with Hopepaw and Dawnpaw. But there was one thing she didn't like about the two new apprentices, she didn't mind the fact that they slept next to her but Hopepaw was a restless sleeper, thrashing around in her nest waking up Dawnpaw and Frostedpaw. And oldly she kept injuring herself in her sleep, it was such an odd thing.

 Today Whitefoot was taking her out to hunt for the Clan. The sickness in DarkClan had finally started to calm down and there were only five cats still sick. Sharpleap, Graystorm, Nightfeather, Scentleaf, Wolfpaw.

 "Frostedpaw! Wait up! Not every cat in the forest is as fast as you are!" Frostedpaw slowed down and stopped to allow Hopepaw to catch up to her. "Yeah and not every cat is as slow as you," Frostedpaw teased, Hopepaw bristled. Frostedpaw rolled her eyes, Hopepaw was too easily offended.

 "Hey slow paws! We're supposed to be hunting, remember?" Larkwing broke through the bushes with Whitefoot next to her, "Unless you two don't want to attend the gathering tonight?" Whitefoot said, "Me and Frostedpaw were just waiting for Hopepaw to catch up, she's slowing us down." Frostedpaw turned to see Whitepaw pushing his way through a large fern, Frostedpaw beamed at him, feeling her ears grow hot. When she had been quarantined in the medicine cat den, Whitepaw had brought her prey and stayed with her until she had been allowed to leave the medicine cat den.

 Hopepaw looked down at her paws, her tail twitching with annoyance, "Hopepaw come on, you can hunt with me." Larkwing said, "We're going to spend some time alone, I'll see you back a camp Whitefoot," Larkwing flicked her tail at her littermate and walked away with Hopepaw trailing behind her, scowling at the ground, "Larkwing is a good mentor to Hopepaw, Cinderstar made a good choice for Larkwing to mentor Hopepaw." Whitefoot said, then he turned to Whitepaw and Frostedpaw, "You two go get some prey now," Whitefoot grinned as he growled teasingly at the two.

 Frostedpaw nodded and darted away with Whitepaw following her, soon she stopped and she opened her jaws to drink in the air and the scent of squirrel flowed into her scent glands. Frostedpaw crouched and stalked silently towards the squirrel, she now saw it through the undergrowth and Frostedpaw pressed herself lower and then she leaped over the undergrowth and landed squarely onto the squirrel not giving it a chance to run, Frostedpaw sank her teeth into its spine killing it, the squirrel went limp and she lifted the prey up as she stood up.

 "Good catch!" Whitepaw meowed to Frostedpaw, she lifted her tail high with pride and she dropped her prey to bury it so she could come back for it later when they went back to the DarkClan camp, when she turned she found Whitepaw gone and assumed he was hunting as well. Frostedpaw's ear twitched and she dropped down again seeing a sparrow nearby, Frostedpaw leaped into a tree and stalked slowly onto one of it large branches that was over the sparrow, her hackles raised as she was about to pounce.

 She could already taste the warm body in her jaws and the thought made her mouth water, she loved sparrows, it was her favorite prey. A shrill shriek tour through the air suddenly making Frostpaw lose her balance and fall out of the tree, "Oof!" Frostedpaw groaned as she lifted herself up from the ground and saw the sparrow already flying away. Frostedpaw growled softly then her ears pricked again as another shriek cut through the air.

 Frostedpaw jumped to her paws and raced towards it, she leaped over a tree's large roots and found with horror, Whitepaw writhing on the ground, his claws unsheathed and gripping his face with yowls of pain. "Whitepaw!" Frostedpaw yowled, she braced herself to leap down to Whitepaw's aid when Whitefoot shouted behind her, "Frostedpaw stop!" "What?" Frostedpaw stared at Whitefoot as he ran up to her, "Whitepaw's hurt! I have to help him!" Frostedpaw hissed, "Don't you have a nose! This is Snake Stones mouse-brain!" Frostedpaw stopped and stared in horror back at the writhing shape of white fur in the hollow.