OKAY!!
i apologize for the short quality of this chappie. Angelwing's here again--and you get the info on how she died. Other than that this isn't really good. But I wanted to update as soon as possible!! XD XD XD
This chappie has hints in it. (wink wink) XD XD XD later on Angelwing will find out what really happened...
THANK U TO MY REVIEWERS! (hugs reviewers) XD
pearla-chan
"This reminds me of the first time we were at a Gathering together," Sparrowstar stretched drowsily. "You couldn't stop talking."
"Shut that useless mouth!" Angelwing snapped, unsheathing her claws angrily. "You know, you never actually mentioned that I'd be just as helpless here as I was guarding the Moon Tree! Only now I'm stuck with YOU and little Oceankit here!"
"Hey!" Oceansong protested reproachfully. "Don't take it out on us!"
The StarClan warriors den was much bigger than the one in the Clans. It stretched on forever with mossy nests, soft feathers, and leaves on the floor.
It was dark and gloomy and this did not help the black she-cat's mood one bit. She was in one of her bad moods. One of those murderous ones.
"Why not? It was YOUR fault I'm in this mess!" She spat.
"Oh, go throw yourself in a river!" Oceansong shot back, now turning to face her. She seemed irritated.
"After you, dear Oceankit!"
"I'll go after you've drowned."
"I DID drown, you mouse-brain! How in StarClan's name do you think I ended up HERE?!"
"Well, then, lucky I wasn't there or I would have killed you before you died!!"
"You two are quarreling like she-kits!" Sparrowstar called crossly from where she was lying. "For StarClan's sake, Greenkit acts better than you!"
"She started it!" Oceansong protested.
There was a pause as Angelwing muttered something about mouse-brains blaming it on other cats.
"All I ever wanted to do was to be important to StarClan!" Oceansong hissed. "Now when I can finally interpret a prophecy we get stuck with the likes of HER!"
"Don't complain, Oceansong. You were the one acting like a kit when you ran back yowling, 'I had a dream! I had a dream!' No cat had seen you for hours and you came back jumping around like a squirrel."
"You know I like being alone. Anyways, it was a close call. Lucky I had the dream," Oceansong said with pride, puffing out her chest. "Falconclaw began his attack the very next day! The warning came early."
Sparrowstar rolled her eyes. "She's never going to let us live that down."
"Still," Angelwing growled angrily, flicking her tail across her nose. "You gave ME the responsibility and then sent Pureheart to guard the Moon Tree? Then I'm standing here being completely useless with a kit-sized medicine cat and a ThunderClan leader who doesn't even know WindClan scent from RiverClan-"
"-they're hard to memorize," Sparrowstar muttered.
"-and now I'm wasting my time saying THIS! What am I, spare prey?!"
"You sure act like it," Oceansong muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Well, I've arranged for a cat to come meet us here anyways," Sparrowstar explained, trying to recover from the WindClan/RiverClan insult. "He knows more about this than we do."
"How so?"
"He watches over BloodClan like an owl watches a kit. He knows what's happening."
"He'd better be able to help us!"
"He will, Angelwing. He will for sure."
The look she gave the black she-cat was a strange one.
After a couple of moments Angelwing made a rude comment about Oceansong's interpreting abilities and the quarreling began again.
"QUIET!!" Sparrowstar yowled, leaping to her paws.
Oceansong grumpily fell silent. Angelwing twitched her ears in amusement.
"Ha," she whispered.
The medicine cat's ears flattened but she just gave her chest-fur a couple of licks and muttered.
Sparrowstar shook her head.
"Gingerpaw's heading home, at least," she said hopefully.
Silence.
"I'll bet she'll be able to defeat Falconclaw along with you, Angelwing."
More silence.
"And then we'll be done with this! We can all go live our own lives!"
The only response to this was more gloominess and glaring.
Then-
"To the Dark Forest with you all!" She yowled after a moment of silence. "You'll drive me mad here!"
Angelwing looked up. Oceansong's eyes widened.
"All I'm trying to do is get a conversation going and keep your hopes up! And what do I get in return? Nothing!"
Oceansong watched her curiously.
"She does lose her temper now and then, doesn't she?"
"-may you suffer the fate of a thousand dead cats-"
"She used to do this all the time," Angelwing commented. "Just lose it."
"Curse you all!"
"Well, she's certainly good at it."
"-and if you're re-born as other cats and die I won't let you come in here, so HA-"
"Look at how her neck fur rises up!"
"I know! Like a fox's tail. You know, you can tease her about that-"
"-ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!"
"It's hard not to," Angelwing said apologetically and winced as Sparrowstar's eyes shaded with murder.
"I'll stop now."
"You'd better. Before I kill you all over again."
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The silence was interrupted by Oceansong's high-pitched mew. She padded into the den.
"He's here!" She announced.
A grim mood had settled amongst them: mist hung and drifted hazily outside. It was getting darker. Sparrowstar looked up. Angelwing spared her a glance.
The medicine cat's eyes didn't show relief, only surprise.
"He's-uh-"
"Don't worry," Sparrowstar said cheerfully. "I know."
She had been grooming herself quickly. Now she stopped short and gave her fur a shake. Angelwing was staring at her.
"Well? Aren't you going to go get him?" She snorted haughtilly.
She sprang to her paws. "Right. I'll go escort him in."
Angelwing watched her walk away, ears twitching. As soon as the gray she-cat was gone, she gave Oceansong her fiercest glare.
"Okay. Spill it."
"Wh-what?"
"Why do I get the feeling that she's hiding something from me?"
Oceansong merely looked guilty. "She's…um…"
There was a short pause.
"She's worried that…that you might not be comfortable around the new arrival."
This was unexpected. Angelwing looked confused.
"I barely get along with you two, but that's going too far! Why would I feel I comfortable around a dead cat?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"What?!"
Oceansong stared at her paws. "They're coming. See for yourself."
Angelwing's eyes narrowed as the soft padding of paw-prints finally echoed across the den.
"Angelwing," Sparrowstar called. "We have a visitor for you."
The silence that followed was huge and empty.
A black tom stepped out. He had large amber eyes and long whiskers and a pleasant expression.
His whiskers quivered as he walked up to the stunned Guardian of the Moon Tree.
Now THIS was even more unexpected.
"Sh-Shadowfeather?!" She stuttered, utterly bemused. "What--?"
The black tom purred.
"Hello, Mother."
the end was rushed I know. T.T Gomen-Nasai