The Lost Prophecy Chapter 2 :)

Hey peeps! Here I have for you the next chapter of my fanfiction! Sorry it keeps taking me so long, I'm still learning to be consistent with my writing. Enjoy! 

Chapter 2 

"Silverpaw!" the yowl sliced jaggedly through Silverpaw's blissful early morning sleep. 

"Wha—" she muttered, rolling over. 

"Silverpaw, wake up!" The voice was exasperated. "You need to go on patrol!" 

Silverpaw sighed, standing up and shaking herself. The sun wasn't even up yet. All the other apprentices were still fast asleep. In her eyes, Larkpaw was the most peaceful, curled up with her tail over her nose, purring ever-so-softly in her sleep. 

Needing to take out her annoyance on someone, Silverpaw prodded Larkpaw hard. Larkpaw made a noise just as Sandshine came in. "Silverpaw, what in StarClan's name are you doing?" 

She had apparently seen her apprentice close to Larkpaw, glaring expectantly at the younger apprentice. 

"I can't be the only one awake." Silverpaw argued. 

Sandshine gave Silverpaw a warning look, and she sighed and followed her mentor out of the Apprentices' Den and into the chilly Leaf-fall air. It was the point of Leaf-fall where the air was just chilly enough to ruffle a cat's fur, and crunchy brown leaves coated the ground. Soon there would be soft, cold snow, which, to Silverpaw, was even worse than leaves that crunched too much underpaw, unlike the soft pine-needles she was used to. 

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Silverpaw knew she had to catch two pieces of prey. The fresh-kill pile needed to be as well-stocked as possible for the coming leaf-bare. Besides, she needed to impress the senior warriors, otherwise, they might postpone her Warrior assessment. That couldn't happen. Silverpaw needed to become a warrior. 

A loud mrow of frustration cut through her thoughts. Silverpaw turned and, after some searching, noticed a paw sticking out of a pine hollow, claws thrashing frantically. 

"Stoatpaw!" Stoatpaw was the youngest apprentice, along with her brother, Oakpaw. She pulled her paw in and groaned as she squirmed to peek out. 

"Silgherpaw?" Stoatpaw squeaked. 

"Come on," Silverpaw sighed. "I'll get you out, you just have to stay still." She plodded over to see what the hopeless she-cat had gotten herself into. 

The hole which not as much a hollow, as much as it was a large knothole. 

"For StarClan's sake, how did you even get up there?" Silverpaw was miffed. 

"I wanted to see if I could," Stoatpaw mewed. 

"Well it was a dumb idea. Now I'm off to get some warriors to help." And with that, she charged off to find Stoatpaw's mentor. 

* * * 

"ShadowClan cats don't climb trees." Rockslide growled. "Who do you think we are, SkyClan?" 

Silverpaw flexed her claws, doing her best to suppress a hiss of annoyance at the grouchy senior warrior.  "I mean she's literally stuck IN a tree. Like, in a knothole." 

Rockslide frowned. "Now how would a cat get into a knothole?" 

"Well, I don't know." Silverpaw hissed. "She just somehow… did." 

"Okay," Rockslide growled. "I'll see what I can do." 

Rockslide returned some time later with Redtide, Valleytail, and Addersight. As Silverpaw led the way back to the tree she had found Stoatpaw, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. 

They were trailing the ThunderClan border. Two cats who looked about her age were on the other side—a black she-cat, who was practically jogging, and a grayish-brown tom, who was lagging behind.  

"You better not be stealing prey!" Silverpaw hissed out of the corner of her mouth. The tom turned, and she saw his dejected expression. 

"Hawk!" the black she-cat snapped. "Hurry up!" The tom—Hawk—seemed to shrink in his pelt. 

Come on, Silverpaw hissed inside her head. I need to go. I don't have time to worry about rogues. But a prick of pity wormed its way into the back of her mind—pity for the tom. 

This was new. She never even felt sympathy towards her own clanmates. And most certainly not total strangers. 

She had to know what was going on.  

So, I can't really think of any questions, right now, so, until next time, this is Miss Gevious, signing off!