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It had been drizzling in the forest since morning Silverpelt, a silver she-cat with silver eyes, was with a small patrol that had been looking for anything out of the ordinary for most of the day. They thought that it was a waste of time. However, the leader kept saying that many hunting cats are giving reports of a group of lynxes trying to scare them away.
“As if,” she thought to herself, shaking her head with a rueful smile. She looked at the two cats in the group, “This is the spot. Spread out and look for any sign of this group,” she said with a commanding tone in her voice. She walks away from the two other cats and looks around for any sign for the lynxes.
She had been friends with the other two since leaving the nursery. It made sense they were in guard and patrol group. She chuckled remembering how they had met.
-
It was a warm and sunny morning. She walked around for a little bit when she heard a rustling in a bush. She froze and stared at the bush imagining it was a badger, when a brown tabby cat jumped out. They quickly tackled her, causing her to squeak from fright. The other cat on top of her laughed.
“Got you!” The other cat cried triumphantly.
She started to wiggle, trying to get away. The other cat looked at her and said, “I think we should be friends. My name is Brownleaf. What’s yours?”
Silverpelt looked at her for a second before answering quietly “Silverpelt.” Brownleaf looked at her with a grin.
“I think we’ll make great friends!”
-
Silverpelt shook her head as Darkshadow yelled out that he found something.
Darkshadow was an interesting one. He had followed her since she was finally able to help with the well-being of the camp. He started to help her and make friends with her quickly.
Though he may have another motive than trying to help, she thought slyly.
She stopped next to him, catching a ghost of a lynx's scent. She walked forward into a dark spot. Something attacked her and two lynxes went after her group. She looked at her attacker and felt a sharp pain she was stunned from a blow and fell to the ground. Her attacker quickly bent down next to her ear and “Stay still. Play dead.”
She looked at them and saw a red lynx with a tan underbelly, white tipped ears, and golden eyes. What shocked her was that his eyes were regretful, but his expression said otherwise. She stayed where she was and laid there. Her attacker stood up and looked at his partners. He then said something in a growling language other than “cat” before he walked away and left with his group.
She stayed there for a while wondering what just happened.
She got up and looked where her friends were. She was horrified by the sight. Both of them were lying on the ground covered in scratches and their throats ripped open, many of them enough to have killed them from blood loss. All she could smell is the blood of her friends and the blood of the lynxes.
At least they put up a fight, she thought as she walked away limping.
She noticed the scratch on her side caused a great deal of blood loss and headed back to the camp. When she arrived at the edge of the camp, she cried out. The world started to go darker as a cat found her calling at others to help before passing out.
(Some time later)
Silverpelt awakens a feeling of pain racking her body when Ivy the medicine cat, a brown and tan mix cat with jade eyes and graying on her muzzle, gave her something to dull the pain. After a few minutes, the pain started to go away and she looked at where the scratch was and saw a cobweb bandage stained a heavy red.
“That was quite a scratch. I just got it to finally stop bleeding an hour ago.” Ivy says with a slight laugh.
Ivy went back to making something. “I will need to take it off and put something on it to help it heal quicker.” as she finishes what she was mixing. “This will hurt a lot.” she states as she removes the bandage quickly. The pain by then had become a dull ache but came crashing back as Silverpelt nearly passed back out. Ivy put the bandage soaked in what she had mixed causing Silverpelt to gasp in relief. “I warned you. Though you didn’t cry out which was good.” she said before going back to her herbs.
“How long have I been out?” Silverpelt asked weakly
“Only two days.” Ivy replied not looking up
“How am I still here!?” Silverpelt asked surprised at the amount of time
“Well you can’t exactly just walk out.” Ivy replied chuckling
“You know what I mean.” Siler replied getting annoyed
“Well you did die a couple times but nothing I couldn’t handle.” She said coming over to her “By the way you better be ready to explain why you arrived practically dead.”
“I know but I can’t believe my friends are dead.” Silverpelt says as tears start to fall “We had been through so much. Yet there gone in a moment. Why was I left alive? I’m nothing special.”
Ivy’s eyes soften as she watched the other break down. “We can never understand these things.” She says softly “All we can do is move on and use it to give us a determination to keep going so that they aren’t forgotten.”
Silverpelt calms back down sniffling a little “You sound like you know from experience.”
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.” She replies getting up and looking through her herbs “I have to go get something. Don’t leave that spot or else.”
Silverpelt chuckles a little bit. “Yes ma’am” she says with faux acceptance (?)
Ivy leaves shaking her head “I mean it.” She calls back
Silverpelt sets her head down and falls asleep her tail curling around her.
-
She is running after the lynx from before trying to catch him and make him pay for what he did to her friends since he was the only one she could direct her anger towards. As she ran, she noticed that no matter how fast she ran he was always in front of her out of reach.
Soon he started to slow and she started to catch up. He stopped suddenly which surprised her so much that she stopped dead in her tracks. He just stood there almost as if he knew she was there but was at ease. As he stood there her anger reappeared and she tried to attack him however she wasn’t able to she seemed frozen in place as he looked at her in the same way before.
She thought it looked strange though. Then she realized that his eyes were full of warning. She looked behind herself only to be attacked by another lynx. She hit the ground, it pinned her to the ground. She was frozen with fear as it went for her throat.
-
She jumped up gasping for breath before realizing it was just a dream. She looks down at the ground shaking slightly before calming down and noticing that it was dark outside. When she had fallen asleep, it was just after sunset. She lays back down and tries to go back to sleep. After a few minutes, she realizes that it’s impossible and quietly gets up and heads outside ignoring the pain in her side.
When she gets outside she quietly leaves the camp and goes to a hidden clearing not far from the camp. She stops in the center of it and looks up at a small space in the trees watching the stars. She thinks about her friends and all the things they had done together, which was practically everything. She smiles sadly wondering how she will ever get through life without them.
(The next morning)
A butterfly was flying around and landed on Silverpelt’s nose. She sneezed waking up from a dreamless sleep. She got up and stretched ignoring the sharp pain from her side. When did I fall asleep? She thought heading back to the camp.
She arrived quickly and slipped back into the medicine cat’s den. I hope Ivy didn’t know I left She thought looking behind her as she entered. Just to run into Ivy who was looking at Silverpelt with a glare causing Silverpelt to jump. “Of all cats I would have thought you would listen to me!” She exclaimed with exasperation “Oh no! You can’t stay still you have to go out and get hurt again as soon as possible!” Ivy goes back to counting her inventory “Give this old cat more work to do! Well if this keeps up I just might put you back in here myself!” Ivy continues ranting along like this for a second “All of you make me feel like I’m a mother taking care of kits again. But since you don’t appear to have messed any of my hard work up I’ll forgive you this once.” She finishes ten minutes later leaving Silverpelt feeling like a well-reprimanded kit.
Silverpelt spends the next few weeks stuck inside Ivy’s den healing with no other incidents like the first night. Though she was visited by many cats that heard what happened and the second-in-command to explain what happened, she left out the part about her assailant, by the time she was healed she felt like smashing her head into a tree from boredom.
“Ok I think your wound is healed enough for you to leave.” Ivy says taking of the bandage and examining the area of fur “Though it’s going to scar your fur should hide it unless someone were to get up close and personal. Now get out of here before I have to fix a head wound for you” Silverpelt didn’t need to be told twice and left within seconds. Ivy chuckled shaking her head.
Silverpelt stopped outside the medicine den and takes a deep breath before heading to the exit of the camp. She tells the guards outside the entrance she was going to eat something that didn’t have to be carried by someone else. She left the camp humming happily heading into the forest. Instead of hunting as she told the guards she was going to and started to run for the first time in weeks. I really missed this she thought finally able to run after being stuck in one spot for so long. After a few minutes of thins she climbed the nearest tree jumping from branch to branch she stopped at the top of a large oak, that had been there for a hundred years according to legend, watching a few hawks fly in the distance.
Man I really missed this and it was only for a few weeks she thought feeling content I’ll be okay. She sighed before heading back towards the camp. On her way, she catches the scent of a rabbit she catches it and eats quickly before getting another nearby to give to the camp’s fresh-kill pile.
She puts the rabbit on the fresh kill pile quietly. When the leader, named Salmon, called for a camp meeting suddenly. Curious to find out what it was about she followed the other cats to the center where the leader was standing on a rock addressing the rest of the camp. “…and many reports have come to my attention of increased lynx scent trails and tracks. I have decided that from now on, to combat this increased activity that any patrol groups will have five to the group instead of the usual three, there will be increased guards at the camp barriers, and we will be on the lookout for a chance to force them to leave.” He stated looking at the captain of the guard especially “Should the reports of this activity stop we will go back to the normal size of patrols. I am also sorry to report as most already know the deaths of Brownleaf and Darkshadow.” His voice full of emotion as he continues, “They will be missed and we will remember them in our actions to avenge them. We should also be glad that Silverpelt had not joined them in death. We need to make sure that…” he goes back to the normal things of how close they are to the end of summer though she stopped listening and headed back to the den she used to share with her group and fell asleep.
(Two and a half months later)
The rest of summer went by quickly the reports of lynxes had went away quickly so true to his word the leader had everything go back to normal. It was now the middle of fall and Silverpelt was exploring part of the forest past the camp borders. She had just past a small stream and was walking further. She stopped for a second remembering the river’s location when she heard a rustling in a few bushes behind her she rushed up the nearest tree hiding in the higher branches but able to see underneath her. The lynx that attacked her jumped out of the bushes looking around. She felt her fur bristle when she saw him and she had to stop herself from attacking him. Better follow him to see where he goes then maybe I can get revenge she thought darkly, as he started to move.
She followed him for the rest of the day making sure that she was silent and stayed in the trees. He came close to detecting her once but she had gotten high enough to make him think it was a bird. He finally stopped at the edge of a clearing looking out across it. She looked across it as well and saw something that she couldn’t comprehend for a second then realized. It’s a camp! She thought suddenly. It wasn’t a camp of cats though it was a camp of lynxes living together as she and the camp cats do. However, she remembered why she followed him and climbed down the tree she was in and hid in a bush near him.
“You don’t need to keep hiding.” He said not looking away from the camp. His voice was rich and slightly deep. Cursing she walked out from the bush and glared at him. “So now you know about our camp.” He stated matter-of-factly “So are you surprised, curious, or just shocked. Or did you mainly follow me because of what I was a part of.” He looked over to her his expression full of guilt and sadness. “Well if that’s the reason then go ahead.” Silverpelt was taken aback at this and forgot her anger for a second as she just stared at him.
After a while her anger returned and she got ready to pounce when a rustling made her look behind her a dark gray lynx jumped at her knocking her on her back. He looked at the other lynx saying something in comprehensible but what was said made him pale enough to see through his fur and his eyes go wide. The lynx on top of her then looked down at her and seemed to grin and was about to go for her throat when he was attacked by a red blur causing the one on top of her to get thrown back. “Go! Run!” he shouted at her before turning back at the other lynx and going back on the attack while he was stunned. She ran as fast as she could shocked that he had just saved her life.
-Back with the two lynxes-
“Just as I thought Egel you’re a traitor to your own kind.” The gray one said with a smirk despite a few claw marks.
“No Seth I’m not the traitor everyone who thinks we need to kill the other camps is. We were brought together to stop all the violence with them.” Egel snarled at him
“Oh that’s why you refused to kill her. I thought you actually wanted her to forgive you.” Seth’s eyes widen as he suddenly understands “Wait a second you actually love her don’t you?” Egel’s growling got more menacing but Seth wasn’t fazed as he laughs “Oh that is rich. Man I actually feel pity towards you now. You actually think she will feel anything but hatred after what you did. You kille…” Seth was cut off by Egel who launched himself at Seth full of rage.
Egel had grabbed him by the scruff hard enough to draw blood and threw him against a tree with a cracking noise stunning Seth for an instant before Seth bounced up onto his feet. “Y-you bastard… you actually tried to… kill me.” Seth said gasping for breath before standing straighter “Well let me return the favor.”
They launched at each other clawing, biting, and growling. When they came apart, one of Seth’s eyes were a ragged mess of torn eye and skin and a few other minor claw marks. While Egel had a deep claw gash in his side, opposite of the side on Silverpelt, bleeding profusely and several other claw marks along his back and muzzle. Egel was gasping for breath but while Seth was sitting there for a second he went right back on the attack biting Seth’s scruff again except instead of throwing him against a tree he slammed him to the ground knocking him out.
Egel stood up and stood there a second regaining his breath before sprinting towards where Silverpelt had gone. As he ran a thought went through his mind He’s right, I do love her. He stopped not far from the river Silverpelt found in an old lynx den under a large stump. He passed out from loss of blood and exhaustion.
-With Silverpelt-
Silverpelt burst into Ivy’s den gasping for breath. “I need… to get… some supplies for… several claw marks… for someone in the forest somewhere.” She gasped before collapsing on the floor catching her breath. Ivy looked at her calm and as if nothing out of the ordinary occurred “Well first you’re going to catch your breath. Then you’re going to tell me everything that occurred out there.” Silverpelt looked at her before saying “Fine but I need you to tell no one.” Ivy thought about this before agreeing. “Also no interruptions.” Ivy nodded.
“I was going out and seeing what was passed our camp borders as I usually do. When I heard some rustling, thinking it was a rouge cat I went up the nearest tree and waited to see who it was. When the lynx that attacked me and let me go, you’re the only person that knows that, came out of the bush. I was surprised though I still followed him to see where he went and my own personal reasons. When he stopped, he was in front of this clearing and I jumped down and hid in a bush getting ready to attack when he told me that I should stop hiding since he knew I had followed him. He told me he knew I was there for vengeance and told me that if that’s why then to go ahead.” At this Ivy’s eyes widened for a second slightly surprised “I was shocked enough that I just stood there for a few minutes. My anger came back after that and when I was about to pounce I heard some rustling thinking it was a trap I turned around and was attacked by a dark grey lynx. I then thought it had been a trap and thought to have confirmed this when he said something to the other lynx. However, and this is what shocked me most he attacked the lynx holding me and told me to run as he went at the dark grey lynx. I ran all the way here, which is why I was out of breath. Now I think he’s hurt from saving me and I need to go help him!” She exclaimed obviously distressed.
Ivy thought for a second before gathering several medical supplies “Sounds like you need to hurry then.” Silverpelt looked at her taken aback.
“You aren’t going to ask any questions.”
“Nope”
“No specifics, no nothing.”
Ivy finished gathering stuff and put it all into a pouch “No it sounds like someone is hurt and needs help so here you go.” She says putting the bag around her.
“Thank you.” Siler said quietly her eyes starting to tear up before rushing out the entrance.
Ivy shook her head She will always have a friend in me.
Silverpelt rushed out the camp the medical supplies allowing her to rush right through the entrance with no questions asked. The guards watched her till she entered the forest.
Silverpelt went to the river and continued past heading near where she ran from but staying quite a bit from the clearing though then she started her search. I know he ran off from the spot when he was done but where? She continued to look and smell for any sign of his trail. As she was looking she was mentally arguing with herself. Why am I looking for him She thought To return a favor the nicer side of her thought. Why should I he killed my friends. A dark voice questioned He saved my life though. It might be an act. Then why would he risk getting killed. To learn our secrets. But he seemed sincere. It could still be-. Her thoughts were interrupted by a scent a faint one but she recognized it instantly. It lead towards the river that she had found when she followed him. She followed it to the river but lost it again. As she looked around she noticed a trail of blood she followed it afraid what the amount would mean. She followed it to a tree stump looking around she found an entrance to an old lynx den and went in.
The sight that met her was gruesome, he was lying on the ground covered in blood his side looked about what her’s did after the attack. She walked up to him setting the bag next to him. She was glad now that she had paid attention to what Ivy had done to heal her and what Ivy taught her of healing to give her something to do for three weeks. She looked through the bag and was surprised to see that Ivy had given her almost twice of what she thought she need. She started mixing things together realizing she needed water she left and came back with a piece of bark shaped like a bowl filled with water. Throwing all of what she put together in the water she put some of the cobweb bandage with it to soak, this was for the large gash on his side. As she was waiting for that she put more of the herbs and made them into a paste and lightly applied it to his various claw and bite marks.
When she finished with the smaller wounds she started on the large gash taking some cobweb bandage she licked parts of it causing it to get sticky and used it to stop the bleeding and close the wound better. As she was doing this he woke up and groaned slightly from the pain. He looked at Silverpelt slowly “Why are you doing this? Shouldn’t you hate me?” Silverpelt looked at him “Don’t worry still do but you saved my life I’m just returning the favor. Now stay still.” He ignored her and tried to get up just for her to hit his side lightly but enough to hurt causing him to fall. “I said stay still.” He didn’t respond but stopped trying to move. She finished up closing the wound before going to the bandage that had been soaking. “This is going to hurt” He rolled his eyes “Nothing could make this hurt anymore” he says as she puts the bandage on causing him to gasp in pain immediately sighing in relief as the herbal soak took effect.
“What was that I couldn’t hear you over the gasp of pain.” Silverpelt said smirking slightly. “Shut up.” He said exasperated. “Oh is the big lynx getting his feelings hurt.” She mocked. “Now get comfortable because to ensure you live I’m going to be staying for a few days.” He looked at her surprised “I don’t need help.” She looks at him unbelieving “Well I’m not risking you dying making it impossible for me to kick your ass and kill you myself.” He looks at her thinking she was joking but realizes she’s not kidding. “Well since I’ll be here for a while might as well give you the chance to try and change my mind about killing you. So explain why you helped kill my friends and if you really want to make up for it.” He looks at her for a second before sighing. “I will but first. My name is Egel what’s yours?” he asked. She stares at him before saying quietly “Silverpelt.” Egel smiled at her. “Then I better get to explaining.”
“We were receiving reports for a while that the group of smaller cats that had been ruled by the bigger cats had organized were going to try and take part of our territory so we had started to scare your group to keep you from trying to take it. Well the day we had attacked you our leader had told us that the next patrol to do more than just scare them he chose our best fighters me, Seth, and Vex. Seth he is the dark gray one that attacked you earlier and Vex she is a light tan color. We chose a spot that most of our earlier patrols had scared cats from and waited. Seth was the one in charge of this patrol group and said to leave no survivors. I told him that we don’t need to kill them and to let them leave heavily injured. He looked at me as if that was a bad idea. Vex was just going to go with what she was told. He threatened to have the leader kick me from the group and being alone was something I never want to go through again. So I shut up and just went with it. We waited for a couple of hours when we saw your group. I looked at you and instantly I knew I couldn’t do it but whenever you came in front of me I jumped at you before Seth could I knew he would kill you and I couldn’t let that happen. So I scratched you enough to make it seem like you were dead while giving you a chance to live. I turned hoping to stop them from killing your friends completely but they had already killed them. When we got back I had trouble sleeping from guilt and felt I should have stopped Seth. I also thought you had died until I saw you going on a couple of your groups patrols. I had actually been looking for you when you had followed me to try and convince you I didn’t want that to have happened but when I didn’t find you I went back. I found out you were following me when I thought I heard a bird but saw a flash of your tail. The rest you know.”
He looked at Silverpelt with tears in his eyes “I know I don’t deserve it but I’m asking, no begging if you could ever forgive me.” Silverpelt thought for a second before saying quietly “I do.”
Seth paced the inside of the medicine lynx’s den in a terrible rage. Of all of the lynxes, he has to get in my way. “When will this heal?” he demanded the lynx helping him. “It will take several months if you stay still if not possibly a year. However your eye will be permanently blind…” trailing off as Seth looked at the other with all of his rage “Can’t you make it heal any faster?” he said with an even tone. The other looked at him before shrinking back from his glare “No.”
Seth gave a sharp nip to the healer’s back leg before walking out. “Insolent kit can’t even get a simple scratch fixed.” He continued to mutter under his breath as he walks to his den. Most other lynxes avoided him considering the shape he was in. His eye was wrapped but he was still covered in dozens of scratches. He reached his den laying down “He will pay. I swear on my life Egel you will suffer.”
It had been drizzling in the forest since morning Silverpelt, a silver she-cat with silver eyes, was with a small patrol that had been looking for anything out of the ordinary for most of the day. They thought that it was a waste of time. However, the leader kept saying that many hunting cats are giving reports of a group of lynxes trying to scare them away.
“As if,” she thought to herself, shaking her head with a rueful smile. She looked at the two cats in the group, “This is the spot. Spread out and look for any sign of this group,” she said with a commanding tone in her voice. She walks away from the two other cats and looks around for any sign for the lynxes.
She had been friends with the other two since leaving the nursery. It made sense they were in guard and patrol group. She chuckled remembering how they had met.
-
It was a warm and sunny morning. She walked around for a little bit when she heard a rustling in a bush. She froze and stared at the bush imagining it was a badger, when a brown tabby cat jumped out. They quickly tackled her, causing her to squeak from fright. The other cat on top of her laughed.
“Got you!” The other cat cried triumphantly.
She started to wiggle, trying to get away. The other cat looked at her and said, “I think we should be friends. My name is Brownleaf. What’s yours?”
Silverpelt looked at her for a second before answering quietly “Silverpelt.” Brownleaf looked at her with a grin.
“I think we’ll make great friends!”
-
Silverpelt shook her head as Darkshadow yelled out that he found something.
Darkshadow was an interesting one. He had followed her since she was finally able to help with the well-being of the camp. He started to help her and make friends with her quickly.
Though he may have another motive than trying to help, she thought slyly.
She stopped next to him, catching a ghost of a lynx's scent. She walked forward into a dark spot. Something attacked her and two lynxes went after her group. She looked at her attacker and felt a sharp pain she was stunned from a blow and fell to the ground. Her attacker quickly bent down next to her ear and “Stay still. Play dead.”
She looked at them and saw a red lynx with a tan underbelly, white tipped ears, and golden eyes. What shocked her was that his eyes were regretful, but his expression said otherwise. She stayed where she was and laid there. Her attacker stood up and looked at his partners. He then said something in a growling language other than “cat” before he walked away and left with his group.
She stayed there for a while wondering what just happened.
She got up and looked where her friends were. She was horrified by the sight. Both of them were lying on the ground covered in scratches and their throats ripped open, many of them enough to have killed them from blood loss. All she could smell is the blood of her friends and the blood of the lynxes.
At least they put up a fight, she thought as she walked away limping.
She noticed the scratch on her side caused a great deal of blood loss and headed back to the camp. When she arrived at the edge of the camp, she cried out. The world started to go darker as a cat found her calling at others to help before passing out.
(Some time later)
Silverpelt awakens a feeling of pain racking her body when Ivy the medicine cat, a brown and tan mix cat with jade eyes and graying on her muzzle, gave her something to dull the pain. After a few minutes, the pain started to go away and she looked at where the scratch was and saw a cobweb bandage stained a heavy red.
“That was quite a scratch. I just got it to finally stop bleeding an hour ago.” Ivy says with a slight laugh.
Ivy went back to making something. “I will need to take it off and put something on it to help it heal quicker.” as she finishes what she was mixing. “This will hurt a lot.” she states as she removes the bandage quickly. The pain by then had become a dull ache but came crashing back as Silverpelt nearly passed back out. Ivy put the bandage soaked in what she had mixed causing Silverpelt to gasp in relief. “I warned you. Though you didn’t cry out which was good.” she said before going back to her herbs.
“How long have I been out?” Silverpelt asked weakly
“Only two days.” Ivy replied not looking up
“How am I still here!?” Silverpelt asked surprised at the amount of time
“Well you can’t exactly just walk out.” Ivy replied chuckling
“You know what I mean.” Siler replied getting annoyed
“Well you did die a couple times but nothing I couldn’t handle.” She said coming over to her “By the way you better be ready to explain why you arrived practically dead.”
“I know but I can’t believe my friends are dead.” Silverpelt says as tears start to fall “We had been through so much. Yet there gone in a moment. Why was I left alive? I’m nothing special.”
Ivy’s eyes soften as she watched the other break down. “We can never understand these things.” She says softly “All we can do is move on and use it to give us a determination to keep going so that they aren’t forgotten.”
Silverpelt calms back down sniffling a little “You sound like you know from experience.”
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.” She replies getting up and looking through her herbs “I have to go get something. Don’t leave that spot or else.”
Silverpelt chuckles a little bit. “Yes ma’am” she says with faux acceptance (?)
Ivy leaves shaking her head “I mean it.” She calls back
Silverpelt sets her head down and falls asleep her tail curling around her.
-
She is running after the lynx from before trying to catch him and make him pay for what he did to her friends since he was the only one she could direct her anger towards. As she ran, she noticed that no matter how fast she ran he was always in front of her out of reach.
Soon he started to slow and she started to catch up. He stopped suddenly which surprised her so much that she stopped dead in her tracks. He just stood there almost as if he knew she was there but was at ease. As he stood there her anger reappeared and she tried to attack him however she wasn’t able to she seemed frozen in place as he looked at her in the same way before.
She thought it looked strange though. Then she realized that his eyes were full of warning. She looked behind herself only to be attacked by another lynx. She hit the ground, it pinned her to the ground. She was frozen with fear as it went for her throat.
-
She jumped up gasping for breath before realizing it was just a dream. She looks down at the ground shaking slightly before calming down and noticing that it was dark outside. When she had fallen asleep, it was just after sunset. She lays back down and tries to go back to sleep. After a few minutes, she realizes that it’s impossible and quietly gets up and heads outside ignoring the pain in her side.
When she gets outside she quietly leaves the camp and goes to a hidden clearing not far from the camp. She stops in the center of it and looks up at a small space in the trees watching the stars. She thinks about her friends and all the things they had done together, which was practically everything. She smiles sadly wondering how she will ever get through life without them.
(The next morning)
A butterfly was flying around and landed on Silverpelt’s nose. She sneezed waking up from a dreamless sleep. She got up and stretched ignoring the sharp pain from her side. When did I fall asleep? She thought heading back to the camp.
She arrived quickly and slipped back into the medicine cat’s den. I hope Ivy didn’t know I left She thought looking behind her as she entered. Just to run into Ivy who was looking at Silverpelt with a glare causing Silverpelt to jump. “Of all cats I would have thought you would listen to me!” She exclaimed with exasperation “Oh no! You can’t stay still you have to go out and get hurt again as soon as possible!” Ivy goes back to counting her inventory “Give this old cat more work to do! Well if this keeps up I just might put you back in here myself!” Ivy continues ranting along like this for a second “All of you make me feel like I’m a mother taking care of kits again. But since you don’t appear to have messed any of my hard work up I’ll forgive you this once.” She finishes ten minutes later leaving Silverpelt feeling like a well-reprimanded kit.
Silverpelt spends the next few weeks stuck inside Ivy’s den healing with no other incidents like the first night. Though she was visited by many cats that heard what happened and the second-in-command to explain what happened, she left out the part about her assailant, by the time she was healed she felt like smashing her head into a tree from boredom.
“Ok I think your wound is healed enough for you to leave.” Ivy says taking of the bandage and examining the area of fur “Though it’s going to scar your fur should hide it unless someone were to get up close and personal. Now get out of here before I have to fix a head wound for you” Silverpelt didn’t need to be told twice and left within seconds. Ivy chuckled shaking her head.
Silverpelt stopped outside the medicine den and takes a deep breath before heading to the exit of the camp. She tells the guards outside the entrance she was going to eat something that didn’t have to be carried by someone else. She left the camp humming happily heading into the forest. Instead of hunting as she told the guards she was going to and started to run for the first time in weeks. I really missed this she thought finally able to run after being stuck in one spot for so long. After a few minutes of thins she climbed the nearest tree jumping from branch to branch she stopped at the top of a large oak, that had been there for a hundred years according to legend, watching a few hawks fly in the distance.
Man I really missed this and it was only for a few weeks she thought feeling content I’ll be okay. She sighed before heading back towards the camp. On her way, she catches the scent of a rabbit she catches it and eats quickly before getting another nearby to give to the camp’s fresh-kill pile.
She puts the rabbit on the fresh kill pile quietly. When the leader, named Salmon, called for a camp meeting suddenly. Curious to find out what it was about she followed the other cats to the center where the leader was standing on a rock addressing the rest of the camp. “…and many reports have come to my attention of increased lynx scent trails and tracks. I have decided that from now on, to combat this increased activity that any patrol groups will have five to the group instead of the usual three, there will be increased guards at the camp barriers, and we will be on the lookout for a chance to force them to leave.” He stated looking at the captain of the guard especially “Should the reports of this activity stop we will go back to the normal size of patrols. I am also sorry to report as most already know the deaths of Brownleaf and Darkshadow.” His voice full of emotion as he continues, “They will be missed and we will remember them in our actions to avenge them. We should also be glad that Silverpelt had not joined them in death. We need to make sure that…” he goes back to the normal things of how close they are to the end of summer though she stopped listening and headed back to the den she used to share with her group and fell asleep.
(Two and a half months later)
The rest of summer went by quickly the reports of lynxes had went away quickly so true to his word the leader had everything go back to normal. It was now the middle of fall and Silverpelt was exploring part of the forest past the camp borders. She had just past a small stream and was walking further. She stopped for a second remembering the river’s location when she heard a rustling in a few bushes behind her she rushed up the nearest tree hiding in the higher branches but able to see underneath her. The lynx that attacked her jumped out of the bushes looking around. She felt her fur bristle when she saw him and she had to stop herself from attacking him. Better follow him to see where he goes then maybe I can get revenge she thought darkly, as he started to move.
She followed him for the rest of the day making sure that she was silent and stayed in the trees. He came close to detecting her once but she had gotten high enough to make him think it was a bird. He finally stopped at the edge of a clearing looking out across it. She looked across it as well and saw something that she couldn’t comprehend for a second then realized. It’s a camp! She thought suddenly. It wasn’t a camp of cats though it was a camp of lynxes living together as she and the camp cats do. However, she remembered why she followed him and climbed down the tree she was in and hid in a bush near him.
“You don’t need to keep hiding.” He said not looking away from the camp. His voice was rich and slightly deep. Cursing she walked out from the bush and glared at him. “So now you know about our camp.” He stated matter-of-factly “So are you surprised, curious, or just shocked. Or did you mainly follow me because of what I was a part of.” He looked over to her his expression full of guilt and sadness. “Well if that’s the reason then go ahead.” Silverpelt was taken aback at this and forgot her anger for a second as she just stared at him.
After a while her anger returned and she got ready to pounce when a rustling made her look behind her a dark gray lynx jumped at her knocking her on her back. He looked at the other lynx saying something in comprehensible but what was said made him pale enough to see through his fur and his eyes go wide. The lynx on top of her then looked down at her and seemed to grin and was about to go for her throat when he was attacked by a red blur causing the one on top of her to get thrown back. “Go! Run!” he shouted at her before turning back at the other lynx and going back on the attack while he was stunned. She ran as fast as she could shocked that he had just saved her life.
-Back with the two lynxes-
“Just as I thought Egel you’re a traitor to your own kind.” The gray one said with a smirk despite a few claw marks.
“No Seth I’m not the traitor everyone who thinks we need to kill the other camps is. We were brought together to stop all the violence with them.” Egel snarled at him
“Oh that’s why you refused to kill her. I thought you actually wanted her to forgive you.” Seth’s eyes widen as he suddenly understands “Wait a second you actually love her don’t you?” Egel’s growling got more menacing but Seth wasn’t fazed as he laughs “Oh that is rich. Man I actually feel pity towards you now. You actually think she will feel anything but hatred after what you did. You kille…” Seth was cut off by Egel who launched himself at Seth full of rage.
Egel had grabbed him by the scruff hard enough to draw blood and threw him against a tree with a cracking noise stunning Seth for an instant before Seth bounced up onto his feet. “Y-you bastard… you actually tried to… kill me.” Seth said gasping for breath before standing straighter “Well let me return the favor.”
They launched at each other clawing, biting, and growling. When they came apart, one of Seth’s eyes were a ragged mess of torn eye and skin and a few other minor claw marks. While Egel had a deep claw gash in his side, opposite of the side on Silverpelt, bleeding profusely and several other claw marks along his back and muzzle. Egel was gasping for breath but while Seth was sitting there for a second he went right back on the attack biting Seth’s scruff again except instead of throwing him against a tree he slammed him to the ground knocking him out.
Egel stood up and stood there a second regaining his breath before sprinting towards where Silverpelt had gone. As he ran a thought went through his mind He’s right, I do love her. He stopped not far from the river Silverpelt found in an old lynx den under a large stump. He passed out from loss of blood and exhaustion.
-With Silverpelt-
Silverpelt burst into Ivy’s den gasping for breath. “I need… to get… some supplies for… several claw marks… for someone in the forest somewhere.” She gasped before collapsing on the floor catching her breath. Ivy looked at her calm and as if nothing out of the ordinary occurred “Well first you’re going to catch your breath. Then you’re going to tell me everything that occurred out there.” Silverpelt looked at her before saying “Fine but I need you to tell no one.” Ivy thought about this before agreeing. “Also no interruptions.” Ivy nodded.
“I was going out and seeing what was passed our camp borders as I usually do. When I heard some rustling, thinking it was a rouge cat I went up the nearest tree and waited to see who it was. When the lynx that attacked me and let me go, you’re the only person that knows that, came out of the bush. I was surprised though I still followed him to see where he went and my own personal reasons. When he stopped, he was in front of this clearing and I jumped down and hid in a bush getting ready to attack when he told me that I should stop hiding since he knew I had followed him. He told me he knew I was there for vengeance and told me that if that’s why then to go ahead.” At this Ivy’s eyes widened for a second slightly surprised “I was shocked enough that I just stood there for a few minutes. My anger came back after that and when I was about to pounce I heard some rustling thinking it was a trap I turned around and was attacked by a dark grey lynx. I then thought it had been a trap and thought to have confirmed this when he said something to the other lynx. However, and this is what shocked me most he attacked the lynx holding me and told me to run as he went at the dark grey lynx. I ran all the way here, which is why I was out of breath. Now I think he’s hurt from saving me and I need to go help him!” She exclaimed obviously distressed.
Ivy thought for a second before gathering several medical supplies “Sounds like you need to hurry then.” Silverpelt looked at her taken aback.
“You aren’t going to ask any questions.”
“Nope”
“No specifics, no nothing.”
Ivy finished gathering stuff and put it all into a pouch “No it sounds like someone is hurt and needs help so here you go.” She says putting the bag around her.
“Thank you.” Siler said quietly her eyes starting to tear up before rushing out the entrance.
Ivy shook her head She will always have a friend in me.
Silverpelt rushed out the camp the medical supplies allowing her to rush right through the entrance with no questions asked. The guards watched her till she entered the forest.
Silverpelt went to the river and continued past heading near where she ran from but staying quite a bit from the clearing though then she started her search. I know he ran off from the spot when he was done but where? She continued to look and smell for any sign of his trail. As she was looking she was mentally arguing with herself. Why am I looking for him She thought To return a favor the nicer side of her thought. Why should I he killed my friends. A dark voice questioned He saved my life though. It might be an act. Then why would he risk getting killed. To learn our secrets. But he seemed sincere. It could still be-. Her thoughts were interrupted by a scent a faint one but she recognized it instantly. It lead towards the river that she had found when she followed him. She followed it to the river but lost it again. As she looked around she noticed a trail of blood she followed it afraid what the amount would mean. She followed it to a tree stump looking around she found an entrance to an old lynx den and went in.
The sight that met her was gruesome, he was lying on the ground covered in blood his side looked about what her’s did after the attack. She walked up to him setting the bag next to him. She was glad now that she had paid attention to what Ivy had done to heal her and what Ivy taught her of healing to give her something to do for three weeks. She looked through the bag and was surprised to see that Ivy had given her almost twice of what she thought she need. She started mixing things together realizing she needed water she left and came back with a piece of bark shaped like a bowl filled with water. Throwing all of what she put together in the water she put some of the cobweb bandage with it to soak, this was for the large gash on his side. As she was waiting for that she put more of the herbs and made them into a paste and lightly applied it to his various claw and bite marks.
When she finished with the smaller wounds she started on the large gash taking some cobweb bandage she licked parts of it causing it to get sticky and used it to stop the bleeding and close the wound better. As she was doing this he woke up and groaned slightly from the pain. He looked at Silverpelt slowly “Why are you doing this? Shouldn’t you hate me?” Silverpelt looked at him “Don’t worry still do but you saved my life I’m just returning the favor. Now stay still.” He ignored her and tried to get up just for her to hit his side lightly but enough to hurt causing him to fall. “I said stay still.” He didn’t respond but stopped trying to move. She finished up closing the wound before going to the bandage that had been soaking. “This is going to hurt” He rolled his eyes “Nothing could make this hurt anymore” he says as she puts the bandage on causing him to gasp in pain immediately sighing in relief as the herbal soak took effect.
“What was that I couldn’t hear you over the gasp of pain.” Silverpelt said smirking slightly. “Shut up.” He said exasperated. “Oh is the big lynx getting his feelings hurt.” She mocked. “Now get comfortable because to ensure you live I’m going to be staying for a few days.” He looked at her surprised “I don’t need help.” She looks at him unbelieving “Well I’m not risking you dying making it impossible for me to kick your ass and kill you myself.” He looks at her thinking she was joking but realizes she’s not kidding. “Well since I’ll be here for a while might as well give you the chance to try and change my mind about killing you. So explain why you helped kill my friends and if you really want to make up for it.” He looks at her for a second before sighing. “I will but first. My name is Egel what’s yours?” he asked. She stares at him before saying quietly “Silverpelt.” Egel smiled at her. “Then I better get to explaining.”
“We were receiving reports for a while that the group of smaller cats that had been ruled by the bigger cats had organized were going to try and take part of our territory so we had started to scare your group to keep you from trying to take it. Well the day we had attacked you our leader had told us that the next patrol to do more than just scare them he chose our best fighters me, Seth, and Vex. Seth he is the dark gray one that attacked you earlier and Vex she is a light tan color. We chose a spot that most of our earlier patrols had scared cats from and waited. Seth was the one in charge of this patrol group and said to leave no survivors. I told him that we don’t need to kill them and to let them leave heavily injured. He looked at me as if that was a bad idea. Vex was just going to go with what she was told. He threatened to have the leader kick me from the group and being alone was something I never want to go through again. So I shut up and just went with it. We waited for a couple of hours when we saw your group. I looked at you and instantly I knew I couldn’t do it but whenever you came in front of me I jumped at you before Seth could I knew he would kill you and I couldn’t let that happen. So I scratched you enough to make it seem like you were dead while giving you a chance to live. I turned hoping to stop them from killing your friends completely but they had already killed them. When we got back I had trouble sleeping from guilt and felt I should have stopped Seth. I also thought you had died until I saw you going on a couple of your groups patrols. I had actually been looking for you when you had followed me to try and convince you I didn’t want that to have happened but when I didn’t find you I went back. I found out you were following me when I thought I heard a bird but saw a flash of your tail. The rest you know.”
He looked at Silverpelt with tears in his eyes “I know I don’t deserve it but I’m asking, no begging if you could ever forgive me.” Silverpelt thought for a second before saying quietly “I do.”
Seth paced the inside of the medicine lynx’s den in a terrible rage. Of all of the lynxes, he has to get in my way. “When will this heal?” he demanded the lynx helping him. “It will take several months if you stay still if not possibly a year. However your eye will be permanently blind…” trailing off as Seth looked at the other with all of his rage “Can’t you make it heal any faster?” he said with an even tone. The other looked at him before shrinking back from his glare “No.”
Seth gave a sharp nip to the healer’s back leg before walking out. “Insolent kit can’t even get a simple scratch fixed.” He continued to mutter under his breath as he walks to his den. Most other lynxes avoided him considering the shape he was in. His eye was wrapped but he was still covered in dozens of scratches. He reached his den laying down “He will pay. I swear on my life Egel you will suffer.”
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