Riversplash's Defeat (plan on finishing soon)

Chapter two

They were running alongside the stream. They had to change their course once they were near the shores of the lake. The cries were coming from near the Greenleaf Twoleg place.

The scene in front of him was horrifying. A she-cat who was very plump was trying to fight off a dog. She seemed exhausted, though. " StarClan, this She-cat is expecting kits!" Iceclaw exclaimed as she leaped into action.

She sank her claws down the excited dog's back. The dog had a thick pelt. It easily brushed off the attack. Seeing all three cats made the dog more excited than it was when it was just this pregnant she-cat.

The dog howled with delight, looking between all three cats; it was trying to determine which cat to attack first. The She-cat next to Iceclaw looked eerily similarly like Melonpaw and Marigoldpaw.

She had part of the fur color of Marigoldpaw. She was brown. She had distinctly green eyes like Melonpaw. Her eye shapes were more like Marigoldpaw.

This sight was strange for Riverpaw as he regarded what was unfolding. Is this she-cat the She-cat that everyone was talking about? She had been mate to Hotpool, but wasn't a part of the clans.

No wonder all the cats ignored Hotpool nowadays. He mated with this...kittypet when no one was looking. Now back to the battle.

Iceclaw had raked her claws into the dog, managing to rip out chunks of it's fur. The dog howled with pain and anger. It's gaze blazing with fire at the two attacking She-cats.

The dog lunged toward, sinking it's teeth into the flesh of the expecting queen. The brown she-cat yowled, her black paws scratching the air where the dog once was.

The female painted with effort, exhaustion in her gaze as she fell back onto those distinguishable black paws. Riverpaw wanted to help. He knew he didn't know any real warrior moves, but he wished to help.

He darted forward. Maybe there's some way I can get this she-cat away from that brute of an animal. He sank his teeth into the She-cat softly. He began to drag her away from the battle. " You're too close to kitting. You shouldn't be trying to fight a dog such as this." Riverpaw meowed, voice muffled in her fur.

" Can you use your paws?" He questioned her. The She-cat silently nodded, leaning her bigger pelt against his. Riverpaw almost stumbled against her weight. Then a thought struck him. Can Iceclaw face this dog? Can she do that alone?!

" Get Help!" Iceclaw hissed as she clung to the back of the dog. Riverpaw nodded briefly, guiding the injured she-cat back to riverclan.

He followed the lake, and then the stream. His paws ached as they got back. It felt like forever has past since he and Iceclaw went out.

He guided the queen to the nursery where Sharktooth's and Snakegorse's kits were. " Who is that?" A noisy mew prodded. Two bigger kits sniffed the air. Loonkit and Bramblekit.

Bramblekit was a gray tabby tom. Loonkit was a black she-cat with a gray tipped tail. The two older kits were peeking from their own nests at the plump she-cat.

" My apologies," The brown she-cat began, dipping her head. " My name is Ginger." She introduced. Ginger? But she's a brown cat, not a ginger!

" It's nice to meet you, Ginger. My name is Riverpaw. These two fur balls are Bramblekit and Loonkit." Riverpaw introduces. " Wait, is this a clan?" Ginger suddenly questions, excitement sparking her green eyes.

Riverpaw nodded slowly. " Which?" The female wonders. " Riverclan." He responded, confusion lighting his gaze. Does she know Hotpool? " There's some cat here I need to talk with. Hotpool. Can you please take me to him?" Ginger wonders.