What is Weirder? (A 1D/Warrior Cats FanFic)

Chapter 15: Flightpaw

Authors note: my headset hurts.

ON WITH THE STORY, MY FLUFFIES!

-Rainbowtail's POV-

Walking Flarepaw into camp and not killing that orange tom that made fun of him was hard. But I kept my focus on making sure he is better and safe.

And they were supposed to be my babysitters. I know more about this world than all five of them combined! But I needed to help Flarepaw.

So we walked to Fernspot's den. Again.

"You cats are getting hurt everywhere!" She exclaimed.

"Sorry," I apologized for all of us, "Most of us don't know the territory that well." Making it clear that I knew every square millimeter of Thunderclan territory. MILLIMETER.

Stonestripe came in with Sparrowpaw. "Here is that catmint you wanted us to bring." He said, dropping it.

His mouth hung open when he saw Flarepaw's unconscious body.

"Is he okay?" He frantically asked, rushing over.

"He's fine, Fernspot will have him fixed up before you can say meow." I said.

"Can I have some room?" Fernspot asked, obviously a hint for, 'get out if my den.'

"Sure." Me and Curlypelt meowed together. I padded out of the den.

"Meow." Stonestripe mumbled as he walked out of the den, worrying about Flarepaw.

"He'll be okay, trust me, I would know." I reassured him.

"What if he is injured? Like too bad that whenever we go back to the human world he won't-" he worried as I cut him off.

"He. Will. Be. Fine." I firmly said.

"Okay, okay." He reluctantly said. Every now and then he would glance at the medicine den, worried.

"I'll go check on him. He is fine." I said.

I walked up to the den slowly. I softly padded in and the first thing I said was, "how is he?"

"Luckily, the brambles broke his fall more than made it worse." Sparrowpaw answered for Fernspot.

I looked at him. After he had been washed with moss, the only bad cut was coming from his back, and it wasn't even that bad. It made him look much worse. But now that he was washed, there was only bruises, and a few scratches.

I sighed and thanked them, then padded outside to be immediately greeted by Stonestripe with a, "Is he okay?"

"He is fine, just like I said before. He will recover before night falls." I said, shaking my head at how overprotective he was.

I saw another apprentice who had a pretty glow to her. I hadn't seen her before, so I decided to meet her.

"Hi!" I said, padding up to her. She was like a light with eyes.

"Hello. I've been waiting to talk to you." She said. "I'm Flightpaw." She added.

"Rainbowtail, follow me." She said to me.

"Okay?" I managed to get out, but it was more like a question.

Curlypelt looked at us and I shrugged towards him.

I followed Flightpaw out of camp.

"Okay, I need to tell you something. Some cats here, have powers. The abnormally colored ones like you and me." She said, looking at my rainbow tail and her glowing pelt. "I have come here to show you mine, the reason for my name." She said.

Then something came out of her body, it was a pair of wings. She hovered lowly over the ground, her wing beats making a breeze.

All I could do was stare, eyes wide and mouth open.

She folded her wings back up. "And I've come to wonder if you have a power." She finished, looking at me in the eyes.

"Well, I can only relate to my tail. And that's not even a power, I'll try to figure out, I promise." I said, meeting her gaze.

"Okay, that was all." She said, walking back to camp.

SHE HAS WINGS?!?!