『Dark Dreams ~ Chapter 2』 "Come on, Dreampaw!" shouted Brownpaw. "Do you want to play or not?" "Sorry," Dreampaw yawned. "Just a dream." Wolfpaw asked, concerned, "Another dark dream?" "No!" Dreampaw lied. "In my dream I caught a mouse." Her brothers snickered. "Some dark dream," sneered Brownpaw. "Ha! Come play tag with us!" Thump. "Ow!" wailed Wolfpaw. "Dreampaw..." "What are you, kits?" growled Lilyblossom. "Get up and get along with your mentors!" "Sorry..." The kits looked at their paws, clearly ashamed. "This is Sunningrocks!" purred Frostfall brightly. "RiverClan is over there, across the river. Sunningrocks is a great place to hunt, but it can also host snakes sometimes, so we have to be careful." Wolfpaw took a step backward. "Snakes?" he gasped. Ignoring him, Frosttail continued, "Get a good sniff of RiverClan scent. You'll need it." Curious, Dreampaw leaned toward the river. Suddenly her paws slipped. She toppled headfirst into the river. Water rushed around her. She struggled to the surface, gasping for air. "I... Can't... Breathe!" she whined. "Stand up!" ordered Brownpaw. Dreampaw tried to reach the ground. "Oh, it's too deep," she cried. Brownpaw reared up and ran forward as if about to jump in. "No," demanded Frosttail. "Better one of you than two." 'Better an ordinary cat than a prophecy cat!' Dreampaw thought bitterly. The current was strong. She was being swept downstream. Wolfpaw ran along the bank at her pace. "It's okay," he called. "You'll be okay. Brownpaw and I will fetch help." Then he rushed away with Brownpaw. "Try to grab this branch," Frosttail offered, shoving a branch her way. Yellow eyes gleamed in a bush. 'Great, just what we need, more trouble!' thought Dreampaw with an inward groan. A fox emerged. Frosttail screamed, dropping the branch onto Dreampaw's head. She whizzed around and attacked the fox. Dreampaw tried to keep still and silent under the branch to be ignored by the fox. Finally she heard the fox leave. She looked up. Frosttail was lying on the ground, bleeding out, breathing slowly. "Oh, no," murmured Dreampaw. The branch floated away. "Goodbye, Frosttail..." She let go of the branch and was dragged downstream in the rushing current. This was her future. StarClan had predicted it. As long as StarClan was sure, she was safe. Next: - Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/613260261/ First:
