BONES~ CHAPTER EIGHT

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CW: A lot of k!lling Cloudgaze and I hunt in silence, and he doesn't mention the dream. I know, just know he planted it in my mind, but why? Like he could read my thoughts, he grumbles, "So you could have a taste of reality, become aware of the Clans' lies." "I get it now," I reply, then try and get back to focusing on hunting. Cloudgaze's spirit lingers in the air, making it hard to concentrate. Finally, I've caught enough prey to feed me, and I settle down to eat. Cloudgaze materializes and urges me, "Eat quicker, come on. We have something important to do." I kick a mouse c4rcass into a bush and stand up. "What is it?" I ask, fidgeting excitedly. His grin grows wider. "Tonight's the full moon." Suddenly, understanding hits me. We're going back to continue the k!lling. I'm so powerful and unbeatable, not even exiling can stop me! I guess I will be the one to save the world! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My heart sinks like a stone in my chest when we reach the boulder where I k!lled Jumpwind, and I scent a few cats standing right outside the camp. "Guards," Cloudgaze hisses. "It's going to be impossible to k!ll anyone now, with them on constant lookout. Now-" His mew is cut off by a guard shouting, "Hey! I can hear something behind the boulder!" and making their way towards us. They round the corner, and I see it's Moorpaw. Her hackles raise and her eyes widen when she recognizes me. "Bonepaw!" Before she can say anything else, Cloudgaze has wrapped around her, making her choke. "This was all a big misunderstanding, Moorpaw," I mew softly. "I'm not k!lling for the fun of it, I'm k!lling to avenge a friend of mine. I'm k!lling to fulfill a prophecy." Cloudgaze releases her, and she sputters, "What kind of twisted prophecy is this? Why would you ever need to k!ll kits, ever?" I brush my tail against her chin. "Don't you worry. You're safe, you're pure. But some cats- like those new kits, Otterswish, Ravenkit- aren't. They deserve to d!e." Moorpaw's tail lashes, and her claws unsheathe. "You're a menace," she hisses. "And I'm going to stop you. Rootfoot! Honeysting! Grasswhistle! It's the murd3rer!" All three cats run up to us, eyes glimmering with hate and fury. Even my mentor, Grasswhistle, is looking down on me with disgust. My heart drops as I realize my seducing didn't work. "Don't kill me!" I shout. "I have to save the world! Fulfill a prophecy!" They ignore my pleas, advancing on me, till I'm backed up against the rock. "Come on," Cloudgaze yowls, "Fight back! It's k!ll or be k!lled!" He's right...They all have to d!e for me to live. "It's four against one, scumbag," Rootfoot hisses. "You're going to d!e, and then the world will be saved." "I'm glad he'll be gone, finally," Honeysting jeers. "He was always a burr in everyone's fur, but this is purely psych0pathic." Grasswhistle's gaze is filled with hatred, and he looks like he wants to say something, but doesn't. Only burns me with that scornful glare. My paws shake. I'm going to die. This is it. Then some primal instinct kicks in, and something shifts in me. Ancestors from the dawn of time, bursting out, controlling me. "Now, Bonepaw."