Riversplash's Defeat (plan on finishing soon)

Chapter five

Riverpaw and Wildpaw padded over to the exit of the camp, slipping past the entrance without being noticed.

Or Riverpaw thought they got out without them being noticed.

Horseplace here we come! Who needs Deeppaw, when we've got each other looking out for each other? He asked.

Sometimes, Riverpaw wondered why his clan had so little warriors. They probably had the least amount of cats in all five clans.

Though, right now was all about him and Wildpaw.

But, Riverpaw thought as the two's paw steps increased as they reached the mash-like part of their land.

"Quiet!" Wildpaw hissed as he slapped his tail over the gray tom's flank, stopping him.

Voices reached Riverpaw's ears.

They were familiar.

That's right. We don't want any of our clan mates finding out about this secret adventure, now do we?

Riverpaw flattens his ears and lowers his body.

Oh the punishments the two would get if they were found out about now. Proof that the neglect of a sister's love dragged them to go on a brotherly stroll to a place where no cat would want them to go.

One of the cats speaking was a well known cat, a brown-and-cream she-cat. Her name was Sapwhisker. She was the medicine cat of the clan.

It appears she is hunting for some sort of herb with Gingerbreeze.

The brown she-cat was searching with her green eyes for something too.

"Sapwhisker, so are you sure this is where they're supposed to be? I can't smell anything past the scent of fish." Gingerbreeze asked with a gentle Mew.

Sapwhisker gazed at the she-cat with green eyes in amusement.

"Keep smelling. You must get used to our scent and adapt to it." Sapwhisker advised her, dipping her head into the ground, taking in the scents of the water rippling nearby.

Sapwhisker's whiskers twitched.

"That's odd," she mewed.

"What is it?" Gingerbreeze wondered.

"Come on! I think Sapwhisker's scented us," Wildpaw hissed through his teeth. "We must get going to the Horseplace! I want to see all the strange creatures there!"

Wildpaw carefully pressed his paws forward. "When did you learn how to crouch and sneak like this?" Riverpaw whispered.

Wildpaw turned his orange-gray head towards his brother with a boastful demeanor.

Excitement glittered in the tom's Amber eyes as he explained himself to Riverpaw.

Riverpaw tilted his head.

"Hairfur taught me how to. It was a little lesson he taught me." Wildpaw commented.

"Oh. Well, you need to teach me that sometime." Riverpaw remarked.

"I'm sure Iceclaw will be glad to teach you how to sneak to hunt and attack soon." Wildpaw purred.

"I sure hope so," Riverpaw whispered back, the two sneaking as close to the ground as possible.

"Riverpaw and Wildpaw. I thought I smelled their scents. They're not supposed to be out of camp!" Sapwhisker exclaimed.

"Do we follow their scent?" Gingerbreeze wondered.

"Hurry!" Wildpaw hissed.

The two continued to sneak by the two suspecting she-cats.

Riverpaw pressed his belly to the ground, making sure not to rustle any leaves.