A moon had passed since the battle. Rogue scent was still being found on the territory. Sharptalon had fully healed.
The bright sun hung in the light blue sky like a yellow leaf in a puddle of clear water. Gray clouds crossed over the sky like fish in a pond. The sound of a pebble hitting water attracted Sharptalon's attention.
"Quit, Needlepaw, you'll scare all RiverClan's prey away," Brackenclaw growled.
Needlepaw kicked another pebble into the water, lashing her tail. A scar was showing on her flank. She kicked another.
"Quit!" Brackenclaw hissed from the shore once more. "We need to hurry up and cross into ShadowClan's territory, then get to the Great Crossing, and go through WindClan's territory, and then we'll have to go to the edge of RiverClan territory and reach their camp."
"That's a lot of walking," Needlepaw sighed. She kicked another pebble into the water.
Echostrike flashed Needlepaw a sympathetic look.
"The pebbles aren't fishfood, Needlepaw," Brackenclaw sighed.
The small patrol stepped from the trees. They were in the sunlight now. Golden rays dappled the ground and brightened Brackenclaw's pelt.
The river was running fast beside them, its current tugging every pebble that Needlepaw threw into it. The stream was on their other side.
Needlepaw suddenly tripped over her paws, her screech echoing around the land. The current dragged her tail and paws.
"Needlepaw!" Brackenclaw gasped, rushing forward.
Heart pounding in his ears, Sharptalon rushed down to the river's bank. The current tugged Needlepaw again and she was dragged into the river like a dead piece of prey.
Sharptalon ran as fast as he could alongside the river, his paws kicking up pebbles. He lost sight of Needlepaw.
Echostrike was running at his heels. "She's heading towards those jutting rocks! She's going to die if she hits them!" She yowled. "The current's too fast!" She yowled.
Sharptalon looked back at her, his whiskers streaming behind him in the wind.
Brackenclaw flattened her ears, running faster.
Needlepaw's head popped up in the river. She looked dead. Her fur was dark now, wet with water, her fur plastered to her skull. She screeched in terror, but it was quickly drowned out as she was tugged back under.
Sharptalon's heart sank. Her siblings had just lost their mother. They couldn't lose their sister. He took in a deep breath and plunged in the river.
"Sharptalon-!"
Echostrike's voice was drowned out as Sharptalon went under the water. It immediately filled his ears and nose. He couldn't breathe. He clawed at the water and tried to climb up to the surface. Gray fur was beside him. Needlepaw.
Sharptalon broke the surface finally, seeing Needlepaw as well. He darted forward, grabbing her scruff. He tried as hard as he could to swim against the current, trying to get to the bank.
Brackenclaw was running along the bank, but Echostrike was nowhere to be seen. Had she jumped in too?
Sharptalon and Needlepaw were approaching the rocks faster. Some were flat, some sharp, but impact would kill them.
A familiar scent wreathed around Sharptalon suddenly. A transparent shape appeared at his side, floating on the water. Her blue eyes shimmered.
"Be strong, Sharptalon," Fluffypelt whispered. Stars twinkled in her white fur.
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Warriors: Sharptalon's Mist
Fanfiction.:SEQUEL TO ASHFUR'S INSANITY:. Sharpkit is born to Fluffypelt and is sweet and loving, but once his sister starts to bully him, his father joins in. Sharpkit is upset, but overcome with anger and plans to take revenge. As an apprentice, he trains i...
