Slaight

Chapter 7

(Mistpelt and Jaykit above)

Slaight's pov

I wake up in the Dark forest for the ninth time this few months, I've been training with Hawkfur and Misk who found her way here. I'm worried for Mistpelt and Sparroweye, Mistpelt hasn't been coming here at all lately and Sparroweye and Snowfoot are expecting kits. Smokepatch and Splashpaw are getting closer and it makes me thing my family is growing apart to fast. I watched as Darkheart and Sparroweye were talking about how to use our powers, Sparroweye closed his eyes and focused, his breathing stilled. I watched as he swung at Talisfur and hit straight in his neck, he let out a yawl and complained about a burning feeling before falling still, Sparroweye killed him. The wound had a small fire inside of it but died as he did, i froze and watched the tom fall to the floor, Smokepatch looked just as surprised. "I hate to say it but that felt good" Sparroweye said, barely then a whisper. I looked as the tom's body disappeared and his spirit replaced it, I feel bad on how his mate and littermate, mother and father and clanmates will wake up to find him dead. I watched as Smokepatch did the same as Sparroweye but instead one scratch ended up becoming a giant wound, it disappeared but we all knew that meant one scratch could kill a cat easily. I did the same as my brothers, but instead of pain, Talisfur was alive now and he didn't die from the attack yet, wait a second, what happened? "Slaighfur, you can change the future and past! That's great!" Darkheart said purring. "Not fair" my brothers complained. I sighed and closed my eyes, exiting the forest and waking up to the sun, Mistpelt was beside me, her breathing a little rough showing she was awake. I used my power and skipped up in time to another morning. Mistpelt was gone, i didn't see her in the den, Smokepatch was curled up with Splashpaw and Sparroweye was nudging me. "Wake up sleepy head, or were going to miss Mistpelt's surprise" he said going to Smokepatch and waking him. I sigh and get up, following my brothers into the forest and toward's the river, we soon got there and under a bush lied Mistpelt, her tail curled around something. "I'm not sure what to do with Jaykit anymore" she said to us. She moved her tail to reveal a small gray tabby tom-kit with a white tailtip. He smiled at us and purred, pushing against Mistpelt for warmth. "What are we gonna do if we have obstacles to block out plans?" we look at each other for the answer.