Warriors An Awaiting Dawn: The First Trial

Chapter 15

It was sunhigh, so most of the camp was sleeping. Wolf Fur slipped past Leaping Breeze and Thresh, who were on sleeping at their guard posts. He padded away, deciding to do some hunting for the group. A bird was on the ground. Dropping into a crouch, he eyed his catch carefully. Being careful not to scare it away. Waiting at just the right moment, he leaped and felt the taste of warm blood bathe his tongue. He held the bird proudly and began to bury it. As he was almost done, he scented a mighty smell. It was fresh-kill. Curious, he padded deeper and deeper into the forest. In front of him, was a dead hooved-creature. The group said they were called deer. Swiping his tongue around his whiskers, he wondered what it had tasted like. Taking a step closer and biting off a piece of its flesh, he found it tasty. "This is delicious!" He mewed silently to himself.
"Hey!" Declared a voice. A brown and white shape leaped up on the mighty prey. It was Pinecone!
"What do you want mange-pelt?" Wolf Fur growled in annoyance.
"We're claiming this meat!" The brown and white tom yowled, lifting his head up high. Wolf Fur looked around. "There's only one of you falcon-faced fool!" He rumbled in the beginnings of a snarl. Suddenly, two other cats appeared. To the young tom's astonishment, he recognized Nettle! What is she doing here?! He looked at her completely stunned. She stood beside a female black kittypet and a strange cat. "Attack!" Pinecone yowled out. The cats all rushed towards him. Nettle was falling behind, her eyes dark with an emotion. She looked into his eyes. "I'm so sorry.." she whimpered in a hushed tone. The kittypet whirled on her. "You apologize to a theif? I knew you were pathetic! When I'm done with him.. I'll make sure Pinecone has your throat!" She turned her attaention back on Wolf Fur, who was distracted grappling with the mangey stray. Wolf Fur swiped at the she-cat's face, blood droplets falling to the snow as he had caught her muzzle. "You're getting it mow forester!" She screeched and went for his face. Nettle tried her best to get her off. Wolf Fur's nose was filled with the attacking kittypet's and Nettle's scent. Then a stronger smell filled his nose. It was Pinecone, who dove in, ready to do damage of his own. "Move over you pathetic she-cats! Let a real cat show you how it's done!" He yowled. The kittypet dove back in beside him, swiping his eye quickly then moving back yo Wolf Fur. The young tom swiped feebly again and again, but he started to grow tired from the scratches that stung him. Out of nowhere, there was thundering paws and pelts clamored onto the attacking cats. A flash of ginger fur caught his eye. Viper Strike! He thought.
"Move off you mangey excuses for cats!" Boomed Grass Shadow's voice. Violet Leaf's black and ginger face appeared in front of him. "Wolf Fur! You're going to be okay! Hang on!" She wailed, but her desperate cries sounded far. Was he going to die? No! He couldn't! But he hadn't lost that much blood. But his eyes slowly began to close.