"Oow! Stop!" River shouted. Bijoutail hissed, "You've got to let me help you! Unless you want that sprained ankle of yours!" Stupid loner sprained her ankle from a hillside! she thought. Bijoutail was softly poking River's leg. She sighed. "Its not broken, just sprained. Your going to have to rest that for a couple moons until you return to your...warrior...duties."
"Aww, okay." River said solemnly, and padded away. Bijoutail groaned, "No one else better come in." she said to herself. She walked to the pile of herbs stacked on the right side of her den. She sniffed them, checking to see if they were okay. "Poppy, smells fine, burdock, seems olay, nettle, fine, tansy-wait." she muttered to herself, confused of the new scent she smelled. It was a sour, unpleasant scent. It smelled like-
Badgers!
"Badger attack! Badger attack!" Whitestar yelled from the clearing. "Take the kits! And the elders! Hide them! In the medicine den! They're closed off over there!"
The apprentices quickly started gathering the kits, so as the queens. The elders made their way in the medicine den. "Just get in, cover the entrance with any bracken you can find. Stay hidden." Bijoutail instructed them. She went to see their attackers. Two old badgers and one smaller one. A family of badgers. Its not that bad, Bijoutail thought.
Whitetail was on the scruff of one, attacking the baby with Robinflight. Puddlepaw and Leafpaw were clawing the baby badger on its legs. Meanwhile, Willowbark, Snowstripe, and Fallencreek were tearing clumps of the older badgers' pelt off. Oakpelt and Rapidwater were on the biggest badger's back, tearing into its lower back bone. Bijoutail ran to join them.
She jumped on the biggest badger's neck, biting hard. It quickly screeched, stopped abruptly, and tossed Bijoutail on the floor. She looked up, her small body in pain. A badger's claw was flying above her head. The badger was about to kill her! Starclan, help me! she thought desperately.
Suddenly, the world went silent.
She screamed and closed her eyes. "Am I dead?!" Bijoutail turned her head and looked around, blood pulsing through her head. Her veins were showing in her eyes. The world was shaking. The badger was right above her, its claws just close enough to touch her ears. Whitestar was frozen in midair, about to jump on the badger attacking her. Nothing was moving. Everything was silent. Cats were hanging in midair.
One cat started moving in front of her. It was Sweetmuzzle, the favored medicine cat. Her starry pelt was shaking with worry. "Bijoutail, you must listen. Use this power to save the clan." Bijoutail was confused. "Power!? You call 'about to be stomped on' a power? What power! This is just Starclan in my head! I'm dead, aren't I! You just didn't want me to suffer a real death! This is how it feels when you die!" she wailed.
"No, Bijoutail! Listen!" Sweetmuzzle hissed. Snow started to fall on the them. Bijoutail looked around, feeling helpless. "I...I can't feel the cold! Why? I did last time in my last dream!"
"Bijoutail, you've paused! Be wise! Do not panic!" Sweetmuzzle shouted, the wind increasing. Bijoutail looked at her. "Paused?"
"You can control time, Bijoutail! You are the deadly one of the clan! The clans will kill you if they find out!"
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As Seen In The Storm
FanfictionBook 1 of my new series, Bijoutail's Blizzard. Bijoutail, medicine cat of Snowclan, is faced with difficult secrets she must keep to protect her clan from panic. How long can she keep these secrets? This is a fanfiction of the Warriors Saga! Enjoy...