He awoke 2 days later in the medicine cat den. His shoulder still pulsed with agony though his side felt better... He rose his head and stared at Rosepelt, who was just leaving the den. No one seemed to know he was awake.
He stumbled to his paws, letting out a gasp of agony as he moved his shoulder, which was layered with cobwebs. He limped out of the den and sat at the edge of camp, staring at the stream. He heard paw steps behind him and turned, seeing Riverstar.
"I was useless during that fight." He snarled, kicking a pebble into the stream. Riverstar shook his head. "Spottedfur, do you know how many warriors would fight until they fell unconscious?" He asked.
"All warriors would!" Spottedfur mewed. "Exactly. All warriors fall in fights, sometimes dead, others merely unconscious. Does that mean they failed?" He asked.
"No... It means they were brave and didn't run and flee." Spottedfur mewed with a smile. Riverstar nodded happily. "There's a gathering tonight. You may come if your up for it." Spottedfur smiled and nodded. "I'll be there."
Later that night, Spottedfur leaned on Riverstar's shoulder, padding towards the Great Boulders. As he got to the meadow, he sat quietly as Rainstar leapt onto the smallest of the 3 Boulders. Birdstar, The QuailClan leader sat on the largest, where Molestar-RabbitClan leader- usually sat. Molestar sat on the last Boulder. Only slightly bigger than the one Riverstar sat on. Riverstar yowled for silence as he got ready to speak...
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Warriors: Spottedfur's Choice
RandomSpottedfur loved StreamClan. Everything was always calm, until a beautiful QuailClan she appeared on the territory. Spottedfur knows he has too chose, and he chooses...
