Dovepool's Revenge

Chapter One
"Smokeclaw! Smokeclaw, get up!" Dovepool demanded. Smokeclaw slowly opened his eyes, and lifted his head. "Why wake me up this early?" He asked grumpily. Dovepool rolled her eyes. "What else would it be? You and I are on dawn patrol." She meowed. Smokeclaw's eyes rolled down to his paws. "But... I'm so tired..." He grunted. Dovepool gave a hard blow to his head.

Smokeclaw leaped up from his nest, stunned, and prepared to defend. He then relaxed, but held his paw over the bruise. "You didn't have to do that!" He hissed. Dovepool smiled teasingly. "It was the only way to get you up!" Smokeclaw just sighed and they padded to ShadowClan territory.

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The patrol was great. They chatted for a while, and there were no signs of danger. It was green-leaf, so what aggression would you expect from the other clans? Dovepool made her way to the clan clearing, and the clan was awake. Cats were chattering like busy birds. She decided to eat.

Dovepool dragged a frog from the fresh-kill pile. She peeled off it's stomach skin for the soft part, and began to eat it. Smokeclaw padded over to her, and she noticed he looked a bit down and tired. "Hey, could I... have some of that frog?" He asked. Dovepool nodded generously. She had a lot of it already, so she pushed the rest of it to him with her paw. She padded away happily.

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Dovepool was seated beside her mother, Mothflight. They were laying in the shade offered by a large birch tree, and her mother was giving her advice. "-so that's why you shouldn't eat fresh-kill while on patrol. It's disrespectful, and other cats deserve it before you." Mothflight finished. "Yes, I know." Dovepool replied. She'd been listening to this story for ages now since she was a small kit.

Dovepool's attention was focused on Smokeclaw. His muscles were flexed as he demonstrated battle moves to a few young apprentices, Poppypaw and Olivepaw. They watched with amazement, eyes wide. Smoke claw then swiped the air swiftly, then leaped backwards as if he was avoiding an attack. He then swiped the air again, and made movement as if he was pinning some cat down. Dovepool sighed dreamily.

"I see it now..." Mothflight murmured. Dovepool's attention snapped from Smokeclaw, and she looked over at her mother. She blinked slowly. "W-what?"

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