Warrior #3: The Storm

Chapter 8

I'm currently in the car driving back from New York, so why not write some of my story? I have like 5 more hours until I get there lol.
Sorry if this chapter ends up being short, looking at the phone for too long in the car can make me feel sick so I might stop.

EDIT: Well I'm back home and I wrote like 4 chapters so I'm going to post them all right now.

Enjoy!

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"W-what?" Dewstorm stuttered. "Are you saying that I basically banish myself into exile?"
Skyheart nodded. "In a way." She says. "I say that you go outside tomorrow at sunhigh, declaring that if the clan won't believe you then your going to leave."
Redpaw nodded his head, thinking.
"Yeah! And then I'll come out into the clearing with Skyheart. I'll say that if you aren't staying, then I won't either!"

And Skyheart glanced at Dewstorm excitedly. "I'll go with you guys too. I don't know what I'll say, but I'll think about it. I want Dovestar to regret her choice of making you prisoner."
Dewstorm tipped her head to the side.
"And what exactly is this doing for me besides making it harder to live?"

Skyheart glances outside at Dovestar, who is sitting on the HighRock, surveying the clan.
"I hope that you won't leave at all, actually." Skyheart replies. "Think about it, how would Dovestar look if she let an injured warrior, an apprentice, and the medicine cat leave the clan? Dovestar would be forced to let you stay. And maybe, if I can think of the right thing to say, I could convince her that you didn't kill Lilyfur."

At the mention of her mothers name, Dewstorm flinched.
"Sorry Dewstorm." Skyheart murmured. "I know you loved her very much." Dewstorm took in a breath and nodded. Redpaw laid his tail on her shoulders, and they all sat silence for a moment.

The ferns at the entrance to the den rustled, and Fernpaw walked into the den. At the sight of Dewstorm being awake, she came over.
Dewstorm couldn't help but notice the wary look in her eyes.
"Are you ok, Dewstorm?" She asked. She sounded genuinely concerned.
Dewstorm nodded. "I'm a little sore and..." Dewstorm paused as she tried to search for a word to describe her emotions. "...dazed. But I'm ok."

Fernpaw nodded slightly, and scurried over to Skyheart. She murmured something into Skyheart's ear. Skyheart shook her head and murmured back.
Fernpaw straightened and turned to Dewstorm again, her green eyes staring into Dewstorm's icy blue ones.

"Skyheart says that you didn't kill Lilyfur. If she trusts you, then so do I."
She says. She no longer seemed wary of the warrior.

Dewstorm smiled as her eyes watered.

"...Thank you."