_Off Into The Night_ Chapt. 1

Off Into The Night
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Skypaw awoke as the bright sunlit hit his black and white pelt. It was an early leaf-bare morning, frost still on the ground from the night before. He yawned, his pure white teeth shining through the tree's leaves in his apprentice cat den.

"Shut that kittypet mouth of yours, Skypaw." A small golden shecat teased. Her bright green eyes danced with his, making him dizzy with love every time he looked at her.

"And your eyes aren't a distraction, Dewpaw?" He mewed back.
"Why are you in here, anyways? You ARE the medicine cat apprentice. And these are the apprentice trees, not the medicine cat's tree. Just to let you know..."

The shecat's playful smile dulled down to a serious gaze.

"I...I missed you Skypaw." Dewpaw replied looking down, her face blushing with humiliation.

"Hm...I-I guess it's alright, just this once... But you better leave before Berrylimb finds out, she doesn't approve of you sleeping in here!" He mewed quickly as he could, knowing that the Treeclan deputy would be making the camp rounds soon enough.

"Alright, I will go. I will see you at sharing tongues later." She mewed as she gracefully stood up from her nest, and glided into his before jumping to the ground, their pelts gently brushing against eachother for just a moment.

Skypaw loved the warmness of her fur next to his, and while he was in his love struck trance all he could make out was "Yeah, see ya, around. Later,yeah."

Dewpaw floated away like a cloud and into the forest, no longer seen from the treetops.

Skypaw bit his tongue as he realized the idiotic arangement of his words, and just stood there wondering how stupid Dewpaw might think he was. Skypaw had known her since they were just kits, since they were littermates. It wasn't until after they had both become apprentices that he had realized the feelings he had for Dewpaw.

A beautiful light brown shecat with eyes like the flowing river popped her head inside the den.
"Hello Skypaw, just checking the dens as normal."

Skypaw awoke from his trance, and mumbled out surprisingly
"Oh, hi Berrylimb. How is Leafstar?" He asked, remembering the broken and frail old Treeclan leader. There was once a rumor going around camp that Leafstar was at LEAST 900 moons old, making her as ancient as the clans themselves. She was now suffering from old age(apperently VERY old age) in the medicine cat's tree.

"Not so great, actually," Berrylimb's eyes faded down "She is expected to die any time now, you may visit her if you wish." Berrylimb quickly leapt away from Skypaw's nest and to somewhere else in the camp,out of reach of hearing, not being able to bear the horrid thoughts of her dying mother any longer.

Skypaw stretched out his legs and tail, yawning, again showing his perfectly cloud white teeth. What Dewpaw said about his teeth was somewhat cruel, his mother was a kittypet, and so was her mother, and her mother before that. Skypaw's father, a loner at the time, mated with her and then was accepted into Treeclan just after Leafstar was made leader. Skypaw's father's name? It was Skyclaw, but during the short time he was a loner, everyone called him Sky. Skypaw planned to name his son Skykit, when he had them of course, which would be a time far from then. But it was his promise to himself, and he vowed he wouldn't break it.

Skypaw leapt, with one graceful glide, from the tree his nest was in to the mossy ground below, feeling the cold frost under his white paws. He observed his surroundings. It was the middle of a typical treeclan day, the kits playing with eachothers tails, their mothers scolding them, the warriors preparing to hunt and to train their apprentices, and the apprentices waiting hopefully to be trained to fight. There was also something else, something that wasn't there before, a..a new scent.

He scanned the moss-covered clearing again, looking for this peculiar scent, wondering what it could possibly be. He spyed on a moving bush at the edge of the clearing, just near the camp entrance, there seemed to be tiny squeals coming from it.

"Oh, of course!" Skypaw thought. Two smallish kits rolled out from the bush, one white with black spots, the other black with white spots. Their names were Thunderkit and Lightingkit, and they were twins, not the ones that are exact in every way, the ones that were born at the same time and seem to have the ability of telepathic communication. They were born just yesterday and they were already tumbling around the clan, getting in cat's ways, just like any other kit. Their mother was none other than the deputy Berrylimb, Leafstar's daughter. Their father? No one knows, not even Berrylimb will say, probably a rogue or loner or something.