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

Chapter 18: CATastrophe!

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Rainbowtail's POV


~le magical time skip of ponies and fairies to after patrol. So bootiful~

"I mean, did you even see that?! It was like huge! And then I'm like, YOU DONT SCARE ME! And then I did this wierd thing, and you saw it right? And-" Flowerpaw was going on and on about something and I was pretending that I was listening and saying, "uh huh" when she paused.

I knew I had vowed to tell her the truth, and I might even have to tell the whole freaking clan, but I was determined to leave as a friend with them willing for me to come back, not an outcast of the clan to be ignored and have betrayal in this world.

Still trying to figure everything out, I came into a silent camp. "Hello?" Kestrelpelt meowed into the clearing, only to be echoed by her own voice. I instantly began to worry for Curlypelt, Cheetahpaw, Eclipsepaw, and Flarepaw. Then I saw a faint light glowing from the apprentices den.

I padded over to see Flightpaw, broken, with one of her wings torn in half, she lay, her usual comforting light dying, which left a slightly scary horror feeling to the moody lighting of the dark den. I stood there, my mouth gaping in shock at the battered apprentice.

I walked over beside her, looking at her tattered wing. She had a huge bruise in her head, which probably was the one that knocked her unconcious. Also, she had a fairly large cut in her belly, and scratches all over. I sniffed her once and stood up, growling. "Dogs." I mumbled.

I slowly trudged out, and looked in the warriors den and see if I could bear anything more than one of my first, well, kind of "friends", get hurt. I hoped I hadn't jinxed myself, but to my utter and complete horror and dismay, I had. On the floor of the warriors den, there was a Lionmane, looking like he had a hole in his chest. And a- oh my Starclan. Curlypelt on the floor, not quite as hurt as I would expect him to be. It was like him to take shelter. But, just seeing a dead friend and two injured just wasn't the kind of sight for me.

I didn't even want to check the medicine cat den, luckily Kestrelpelt did that for me, and to my relief, it didn't have much, nobody was there. I instead hesitantly jumped into the leader den. I wish I'd done the medicine den and not this one. I just then burst into tears. There, was Flarepaw and Cheetahpaw, laying there with Oakstar. Luckily none of them were dead, or losing a life as far as I know. I carefully dragged each one into the center of the clearing. Kestrelpelt brought Curlypelt and Lionmane out. Flowerpaw with Flightpaw.

How could we not of heard this?! What a horrible time to be out on the dawn patrol. I lay down looking at the bodies as one of them flinched, then slowly got up. I realized the curly figure, and gave him a cat-like hug. He was always the first to wake up in the middle of a group of cats. What weirdness.

"Uhh, I missed you too?" He meowed, though it was more like a question. He took a look around. "WHAT HAPPENED TO THE F*CKING CLAN?!" He screamed, looking at everybody lying around him. "Is everybody... Dead?" He asked. "Uhh, no. As far as we know only Lionmane is dead, everyone else is alive." I answered. "Thank goodness." He said. I looked at him. "I mean about the alive thing, not the Lionmane thing." He checked his words.

(This is a freakin horror chapter I'm writing in paragraphs 0_0 scary)

"Maybe the rest of the clan are at the old abandoned twoleg nest." I suggested. "That would seem like a good place to hide from whatever happened." I meowed reasonably. "Yes, but what if whatever happened to the clan came from the twoleg nest?" Lynxheart pointed out, and Mintwhisker silently nodded her agreement, she hadn't said anything since we returned.

"None of us know what's going on, okay? With Oakstar unconscious and Lionmane dead, they must have had somebody to take them somewhere." Kestrelpelt said, looking at all of us. "So whoever they must have chosen will give us a hint where they might be staying to hide!" I said, blurting out my idea as Kestrelpelt nodded to me as I finished her. "So, most of us know that Wintersoul would make a great leader, but lacks a urge to fight. Novafur, on the other hand, can act responsible at times, and has the willing to fight." She meowed on.

I guessed that Wintersoul was a cat I hadn't met yet, but guessing where she or he would go. "Now, Novafur would take the best chance to fight, making sure that they had a quick escape route, so I guess that his hiding place would be the tunnels." Mintwhisker spoke up for the first time. "Yes." I agreed simply. "And Wintersoul," Lynxheart added, "Would be the first to lead her clan to safety, so I think she would have gone to either Windclan, Shadowclan, or the island."

"I don't know her, but that sounds like a good plan, why risk your pelts when you can save them for a better chance of winning?" I meowed. "Also, when I found curly here he was in the warriors den." I added. "I wanted to get away as fast as possible. I underestimated the size of the den." He protested for himself. "I can only guess that Lionmane was there to help you." I meowed. And I'm glad he did.

"Okay, we will split up into two groups. I will have a third group stay here in case these guys wake up. One group will search the tunnels, the other search the other clans. It will be hard, but we've got to get our clan back!" Kestrelpelt said to all of us and finished with an encouraging voice. "Okay, so here is how we will do it..."



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