Shadepaw's Dark Hour

The second chapter of Shadewing's life!

Current storyline:

Shadepaw's mother, Nightstorm, was killed by the vicious Hawkwing, of NightClan. Now fully healed, Shadepaw is overcome with guilt and sorrow at her mother's death.

Hope you like it!!! Comment and tell me how it was!

Dark hour: 1
"Larkwing, I feel fine! Let me leave!" Shadepaw mewed.

"Alright, hang on, just let me check you over one more time." Larkwing said.

She ran a paw over the freshly healed wounds.

"Alright, you can go now. But take it easy today.  I don't want you coming back with blood pouring out of you."

Shadepaw nodded and left. Back in camp, she breathed in the air. She was happy to be back, but sorrow tore at her heart.

"Nightstorm.." she whispered. "Why? Why you?"

Leafblaze had come to see her, and he too had reassured her that Nightstorm's death was not her fault. But Shadepaw remained unconvinced. Her thoughts were interrupted, however, by a joyful mew.

"Shadepaw! You're better now!" a white and brown she-cat came up to her. Her sister, Moonpaw.

"Hey, Moonpaw! Where are Dovepaw and Sunpaw?" they touched noses.

"Out hunting with Lionwing." she answered. "But they're so excited to see you. They won't ever shut up."

Shadepaw gave a half-hearted purr. But as she was going to get fresh-kill, cats suddenly surrounded her.

"Shadepaw, you're healed!" Blizzardpelt, a warrior, mewed happily.

"You were so brave!" Sunpaw said, nudged her so hard she nearly fell over.

"Your mother would've been proud." came the voice Shadepaw wanted to hear. She looked up.

"Leafblaze!" They touched noses.

"When can we start training?"

"Whenever you feel up to it." he purred.

"I'm ready!" she mewed enthusiastically.

"Then let's go. We'll climb trees and hunt today."

Shadepaw nodded and the two eventually got out of camp.

Dark Hour: 2
(Sorry I can't write anymore, I have to get off the computer).