Brothers Of Curse (Warrior Cats)

chapter eight:

After successfully entering the camp without being seen, Blackpaw snuck into Riseclan with his head low and his tail dragging on the ground, remembering what nightmarish things he had witnessed with open eyes; beginning with the supposable enticingly beautiful forest he had saw, that also had the dark origins of ''Death Forest'' and the..Solarclan remains.

The whole day was just disturbing..not even mentioning he took out Minnowpaw's eye and his own brother basically disowned him.

To Blackpaw's dismay, the day wasn't even close to over; the sun was still up and bright in the sky that its warm heat made Blackpaw feel slightly ill from his boiling stress now boiling even more which to him seem impossible.

So, he slowly but surely trotted into the medicine cats den in hopes of finding Twistedfoot or Sootpelt in their log den doing something.

Curious to himself, Blackpaw sniffed the dens air to recognize a faint scent belonging to Minnowpaw, Hawkpaw and Firepaw, but none to his surprise, it was old.

Although, he did gather a new smell he had never smelled before, whatever it was it made his stomach crawl which made him feel even sicker than before.

"Odd smell, isn't it?" Twistedfoot purred kindly at him, he walked Blackpaw to enter the den to only sit down near a collection of herbs to wait for the apprentice to enter.

Blackpaw whiskers twitched, "It certainly is something..what is it?"

"Larkfur," Twistedfoot explained, gesturing his tail at a moss bed for Blackpaw to sit, "Sootpelt and him are discussing the plans for medicine cats to always be present at future gatherings. The reason his scent is so strange, it's from his clan of Jadeclan being so close to the river that they choose to swim in it for fish."

Blackpaw's stomach kept flipping as he thought of the darking plan Solarclan was going to act on to attack Jadeclan, then take everything from them.. Yet, he sat on the moss bed with his ears flattened with his heavy heart sinking.

Twistedfoot's ears forwarded at him from noticing his sadness, "What's troubling you?"

Blackpaw sighed, he rested his head on his paws, "Today has been a nightmare for me.."

Twistedfoot stared at him guiltily, wanting nothing more to be honest about him selfishly cursing the black apprentice, "Blackpaw, I'll always listen to you; It's not like I'm always busy, I have a twisted paw, so just laying around in here all day is pretty much all I do. Unless, you'd count me getting very few mouth fulls of mice every now and again from the prey pile."

A small chuckle escaped Blackpaw, but he looked down sadly after from feeling ashamed of himself for almost laughing with joy.

"What is he doing in here?"

"Sootpelt!" Twistedfoot squealed without trying to, he got up to shield Blackpaw from his medicine cat mentor, "I thought gathering the other medicine cats from each of the clans then going to the moonpool for your meeting would had taken a long while until your return.."

Sootpelt's eyes darkened down at Blackpaw, but he lifted his gaze to Twistedfoot, "Larkfur was sent back by yet again another black tom that has deliberately ruined every ounce of patience I could had ever mustered," He continued with targeting fraises at Blackpaw in hatred, "That black apprentice that came up to us, came burling down Jadeclan's sloping hill entrance to only stumble in front of Larkfur and I with blood covered paws, though the blood wasn't his..we checked, Larkfur and I, to only discover it was blood from something so old..that it was the blood of a Solarclan cat that I have not seen in a moon."

Blackpaw's eyes were nearing to be open wide from already knowing who that other black apprentice was because he knew without a doubt it was Shadepaw. Although, he did wonder how Shadepaw found the blood..

"The blood.." The slim gray tom trailed off to from getting choked up, but going on anyway, "The blood was from another one of my old friends, Breezeleaf, the medicine cat of Solarclan that died young by the claws of his own leader, Cedarstar.."

Twistedfoot's tail dropped lowly in respect, "Blackpaw..maybe you should go, you don't need to hear something like this if you don't feel comfortable with any of it.."

Sootpelt sat away in the corner of his den with his head down, "I was right, Twistedfoot..I was right..why was I right..?"

Twistedfoot stepped away from Blackpaw by sitting next to the broken medicine cat, "I know you were right, but it's not your fault that you were right..maybe, it's time to consider Starclan being wrong from now on."

Blackpaw watched both of them interact, he got to his paws then scattered out of the den with his still upsetting stomach that he forgot to ask Twistedfoot's help for.

Now, he shrugged it off to start walking to the apprentice den, but out from the corner of eye he witnessed Firepaw and Icepaw sharing prey over by the fresh kill pile.

Firepaw..you knew I loved her..and, you knew she loved me!

Blackpaw cared.

Blackpaw cared a lot..but, he couldn't care as much anymore..

Silently, he padded into the apprentice den to numbly curl up then stare at the now setting moon in the coming silver pelt over his head above the apprentice den that had a opening canopy, he watched the moon stretched the sky and claim it in every way it had.

Eventually he fell asleep to only sleep soundly with ease unlike his normal visits with Thundertail and Tatterdpaw those nights before, he now waited until he saw the only two cats that he felt cared for him..

Starclan is wrong, no one really cares so much to send a guardian starclan warrior to always protect who they should had when the one they're watching is having the worst pain imaginable, no one lends them help. Except, the ones who shouldn't.

Thundertail, and Tatterdpaw, I owe you both my life for showing me exactly what this disgusting forest is like through opened eyes..now, my pain doesn't hurt as much; It's making me remember, and I thank you.