Chapter 15 - Chapter 14: The Gorge

Allegiances

ThunderClan:

Leader: Downystar: a handsome black-and-white tom

Deputy: Eagleheart: a ginger warrior with black paws, and a strong and sturdy young cat who lives up to his name

Crimsonpaw- Eagleheart's apprentice; a deep orange tom

Medicine Cat: Embersnout-a once-handsome, old but experienced ginger tom

Bladepaw- a young golden tom

Warriors:

Cattail- wise and young she-cat tortoiseshell with a dark brown colour on the end of her tail

Crowdance-a large, sleek, shiny black tom whose fur glows like a crow's

Gorsepelt- young black tom; sturdy and thickset

Gloryheart- A pretty roan she-cat, white paws.

Tenorvoice- A large and sturdy white tom with equally white eyes.

Glasseyes-A small and adventurous she-cat; black and brown

Manglepelt-a gray and blue mottled furred she-cat; her body is permanently cracked to one side

Queens:

Crippledjaw-a white, strained she-cat whose back has a cripple, only Crippledjaw also suffers from a permanently dislocated jaw.

Elders-

ShadowClan

Leader: Ragingstar-rusty coloured tom with a sixth claw on each paw

Deputy: Boldstripe- A she-cat on the edge of retirement to the Elders; completely black pelt with one white, splotchy stripe going down her back

Danglepaw-Boldstripe's apprentice; a large gray pelted tom

Medicine Cat: Taintedheart-a tortoiseshell she-cat with a large scar across her belly. Long scars go from her temple to shoulders

Warriors-

Soilear-a pale nutmeg coloured she-cat with twin tabby ears

Frisklegs- a black cat with white ears and white on the tail

Redpaw-Friskleg's apprentice; a small, bright roan tom with yellow paws

Smalleye- a ginger, tom with long dangerous claws. Enormous paws on sturdy legs. Tiny eyes, hence the name

Pouncepelt- a sleek, brown tom with large hind legs

Whitefoot- a black senior warrior tom with completely white paws

Scringeclaw-a large tom with gnarled claws and a twisted leg

Apprentices:

Redpaw-a small, bright roan tom with yellow paws

Danglepaw-a large gray pelted tom

Queens:

Daisypelt-a beautiful she-cat with strong and muscular paws, nursing three kits

Elders:

Drowzytail-a black tom with a tail that seems broken

Gracelegs-a ginger she-cat with long, elegant legs, white face

Frownface-a white she-cat with blue eyes, she is deaf

WindClan-

Leader: Azurestar- a shiny, blue-gray pelted tomcat, with black ears

Deputy: Tiptail- a gaunt, black tom with part of his tail missing

Medicine Cat: Fuzzpelt- a golden she-cat

Warriors:

Ripclaw- a large tortoiseshell tom

Queens:

Gonetail- the eldest and only nursery Queen, with only a stump for a tail, nursing two kits

Elders:

Threelegs-a tortoiseshell she-cat with only three legs

RiverClan-

Leader: Wildstar- a white, wise and generous tom cat whose name is the opposite of his calmness

Deputy: Foresttail- a young orange tom

Medicine Cat: Rabbitleaf- a quick-witted, old golden furred cat, forest green eyes

Warriors:

Redspeck- a roan tom

Caimanclaw-a young but determined black warrior

Apprentice, Demonpaw-a gorgeous silver tom with darker speckles

Queens:

Elders:

Loners/kittypets:

Bloodclaw-a traitorous roan tom; formerly of ThunderClan

Madclaw: an insane black lone cat

Scruffy- a young black and white kittypet

Rogues- a large band of rogue cats















Chapter 14: The Gorge

Sidling easily over the rain filled, hollow stones, the silver sheen tom skirted the boundaries of his clan borders, at times having to leap from rock to rock on the unsteady ledges that crumbled beneath one's paws. Dappled flecks of gray spread out all over his silver coat, but were not raindrops. They were like a leopard's spots, only gray. Unusual, most would think, but gorgeous. Halting on a far ledge across the large, dangerous falls that were below the rock jutting out from under him, he raised his large, fluffy head to the air and cracked open his mouth wide, scenting the area to be sure of no enemies. Lifting a single paw, he set it down on the soft, muddy earth on the other side of the gigantic gorge and its river that flowed just hundreds of feet below, only to hear unexpected hissing. A yowl of rage resounded on the hard, stone plateau, which caught the young apprentice off guard. He slipped, tumbling over the ridge of the rocks, just barely able to grab hold before plummeting over the edge into water-and death.

Sighing exasperatedly, he let out a shocked mew as a low growl echoed in the canyon walls of the gorge. Turning to look up in dismay, the young tom flinched, crouching low and awaiting attack from one of the ThunderClan warriors he thought to be wise and courageous; this tom reflected only killing innocent cats.

I hadn't even made it to ThunderClan's territory yet!

He thought in fear.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? A kind, young trespasser!” he spat the last word, foam flying from the roan mouth he bore. Flicking his long, wiry tail, he hissed, “You RiverClan cats sicken me with your tactics of `sneaking' ThunderClan territory.”

“I-I wasn't-“

“Hush, mouse-brain!” the warrior yowled, taking a step closer on the ledge that hung just above the RiverClan apprentice's head.

Raising that same hooked claw that would have struck the young Downystar, he brought it down…

But not before a trio of hissing, growling and yowling sounded out, and the roan tom cried out angrily as one large, orange tom struck him in the side, bowling him over in a screeching flurry of fur.

The cry carried on for several moments, those moments seeming like moons, until a slight splash was heard.

He's Gone! Maybe dead! He thought in distress.

The young apprentice was not one to murder a cat, let alone watch as he was murdered by a Clanmate.

Looking up at the bewildered flame-coloured deputy, he asked shakily, “Foresttail…Is the ThunderClan cat dead?”

The deputy did not respond, and did not move so much as a claw. He was frozen in shock and guilt, emerald eyes never leaving the spot where the roan tom had plunged into the cold grasp of death.

Sighing in confusion, the apprentice could think of nothing else to do except leap up and return to the spot where the two other warriors watched their deputy with sympathetic gazes.

The black tom turned to his apprentice, meowing, “You were very brave, Demonpaw. But unfortunately a ThunderClan cat has died unnecessarily today.”

“I-I know.” The young tom mewed, than something came to him, and he believed it was right to let his mentor know, “Caimanclaw…e smelt of carrion and crowfood. Not ThunderClan. But he looked like…”

“Bloodclaw.” The roan tom alongside Caimanclaw answered, a cold, angered expression on his features.

“Yes, it did look like Bloodclaw…But Crowfood, you said?”

“Yes, Caimanclaw.”

“Perhaps an exile has occurred in our absence. The next Gathering shall confirm our suspicions. If Downystar cares to reveal it.”

“I agree; for now we must keep it to ourselves. We need not make any enemies now.”

The silver apprentice nodded agreement, than yowled, “Come on Foresttail, let's go!”

The orange tom hesitated, looking back more than once to where the other cat had fallen, than followed slowly after his three RiverClan Clanmates, looking crestfallen…

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