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Swiftpaw's Death

    It’s hard to describe the terror I felt. I was terrified of so many things; The dogs, the teeth, death…but there was one thing that terrified me above all else: the thought of those beasts taking Brightpaw away. That day is still so very clear in my mind. I revisit it frequently, and yet I still can’t believe what an idiot I was!

    I darted through the undergrowth, Brightpaw hard on my heels. My paws tingled with excitement. There’s no way Bluestar could ignore this! We’ll be warriors by Sunhigh tomorrow! I thought, letting the satisfaction of the thought seep into me.
    “Swiftpaw,” Brightpaw panted, running alongside me, “Are you sure about this?”
    I saw the doubt in her eyes, the fear. My heart skipped a beat as I gazed into those deep blue eyes.
    “We’ll be fine, Brightpaw. Don’t worry about it! There’s probably only one dog there. We’ll be warriors by tomorrow, I promise.”
    Brightpaw relaxed a bit, her eyes shining.  
    A flower of happiness blossomed inside me. Maybe after this is over, we could… I shook my head. I had to focus. Even if their enemy was simply a lone dog, they still had to be careful. However, I was sure Brightpaw and I could take it together. It’s just a mangy prey-stealer! I thought, and put on a burst of speed.
    Brightpaw and I slowed as we neared Snakerocks and crept to the edge of the clearing. The sharp, jagged rocks pointed toward the sky. Sniffing the air, the dog’s putrid odor drifted to my nostrils. I wrinkled my nose in distaste.
    “Alright, it’s probably hiding in that cave,” I pointed with my tail at the gaping hole between the rocks. “We should creep to the entrance, then dart in and take it by surprise. I bet it can’t even smell us over it’s own stinking scent.”
    Brightpaw nodded, flexing her claws. Straightening her shoulders, she looked at me with a glimmer of excitement.  
    “Ready to become warriors?” she mewed happily.
    “More than ready.” I replied. Then, hesitantly, I leaned forward and licked her cheek. Her eyes widened in surprise. For a moment, we sat, staring at each other. Then, Brightpaw pressed her head against my cheek, purring. Feeling elated, I remained still for a moment longer, savoring the feel of her warm fur. She pulled away, and nodded, an unspoken promise. I wanted so badly to yowl with glee, but I remained composed, and nodded in return. After a moment’s pause, I began to creep forward.
    And that’s when everything went wrong.

    I’d like to say I spun around and faced my foe without fear, like a true warrior. But the truth is, I didn’t even try to stand my ground.

    The moment I realized we were facing not one dog, but an entire pack of huge, menacing beasts, I turned tail and ran. Brightpaw raced beside me, her eyes wild with fear. The dogs had surprised us. I don’t know how, but they had been smart enough to sneak up behind. I never saw it coming. Damn me for that. Damn me for everything!
    “Brightpaw, this way!” I yowled.
    We were heading straight for Snakerocks. We can’t hide in the caves. We’d be trapped there. We could try climbing the rocks, but they aren’t tall enough to really protect us. Perhaps a tree? With no other option, I called,
    “Head for the trees!”
    Brightpaw had begun to drift away from me. I could see her dappled white coat flashing toward the surrounding trees. She had heard me. I allowed myself a spark of relief, not knowing what would happen next.
    Brightpaw ran right into the jaws of a waiting dog.
    “NO!” I screeched.
    The dog had her head between its jaws. Blood dripped to the forest floor, and I could hear her tortured cries.
    Terrified, angry, without thinking, I pelted toward her. Save her! I have to save her! Please Starclan let me save her!
    I leapt at the dog, raking my claws along its muzzle, feeling it’s flesh tear. The dog released Brightpaw and she fell to the ground.
    I stood over her. My heart was racing with adrenaline, the terror inside me could only be matched by my anger and hatred. I glared at the dog, standing just a few fox lengths away.
    Pack, Pack!
    The dog barked. The other dogs gathered behind it, and my eyes widened as I realized: this was the leader. The other dogs gave their leader a respectful distance, glaring hungrily at Brightpaw and I. The leader darted forward and sank its teeth into my hind leg before I could react. I yowled with pain and fury, then bit down hard on the dog’s ear, nearly tearing a bit off. The dog released me and backed away. Another dog leapt forward, and I swiped desperately at it, catching its nose and sending blood flying. I fought and fought, every attack leaving me battered, weakened. All the while, the dogs chanted in terrible, hungry voices. Pack, Pack, Kill, Kill! Pack, Pack! KILL KILL!
    I can’t hold this out forever. I thought, despair sinking into me.
    The pack leader stood, glowering with a triumphant, satisfied light in its eyes. It knows I can’t hold on.
    I could feel the terror beginning to sap my strength. Brightpaw was shivering on the floor behind me, her face a bloody mess. I choked back tears. Starclan please! I begged silently as I swiped at another dog.
    Startled, I glanced down at Brightpaw. Her one blue eye was fixed on me. Sadness and fear swirled in its depths, and my heart nearly stopped.
    “I’m sorry, Brightpaw.” I whispered. “I brought you here… I did this.”
    Brightpaw did not respond. She blinked, and there was something else in her gaze now, something warm.
    “Swiftpaw…what are you doing? Run……”Swiftpaw's Death by RiverSpirit456

    I couldn’t stop the tears. As I felt them wet my cheeks, mixing with the spatters of blood, a wave of fury ran through me, and I stood straighter.
    “No. I’ll never run. I’ll never let them touch you again, Brightpaw!” My mew rose to a snarl, and suddenly I was shouting at the dogs. “I’m finishing this!

    I leapt forward, my eyes red with rage. I was blind, oblivious to the pain, only aware of the yelps and snarls of the dogs as I tore through them, and they through me. My mind screamed as I fought. Starclan, listen to me now! She will live! No matter what happens to me, I will defend her, and she WILL survive! My life for hers! If you can do nothing else, do this for me!

    And the pain stopped. I opened my eyes to find myself in a grassy clearing. The world was calm and peaceful again. There was no blood, no teeth, and no dogs. Trees heavy with leaves stood to my right, and a pool of water lay to my left, it’s surface smooth, reflecting the sky above.
    “Your call was heard.”
    I looked up to find a huge golden tom, his pelt speckled with stars, walking toward me.
    “Lionheart! But you died!”
    “Yes, young warrior, I did.”
    “Then is this…Starclan’s hunting grounds?”
    “Yes.” Lionheart replied.
    I gazed around myself once more, amazed.
    “You fought like a warrior.” Lionheart purred.
    I felt happiness bubble in his chest. Then a wave of fear crashed down on me.
    “Wait, what about Brightpaw?!”
    Lionheart raised his tail, signaling silence.
    “She is fine. She suffered severe injuries, but she will survive and live on to become a great warrior.”
    I almost collapsed with relief. She’s going to live. She’s going to live.
    “But I’m dead…” I whispered to myself.
    “I’m afraid so, young Swiftpaw.”
    I felt a pang of regret as I pictured Brightpaw’s shining blue eyes. We had a future together… I thought.
Lionheart stood for a moment in silence, watching him. Then, in his rumbling voice, asked,
    “Would you like to see her?”
    I looked up into the eyes of the Thunderclan warrior. Hope bloomed in my chest, and I nodded.
    Lionheart walked to the pool a few fox lengths away and sat at its edge. Puzzled, I trotted over and settled beside him.
    “Look into the pool, and you will find her.”
    I cast a dubious glance at Lionheart before turning my gaze to the blue depths of the pool. For a moment, the water was still, holding a perfect reflection of the clouds overhead. Then, suddenly, the water shifted. It swirled until I began to make out an image. The medicine cat’s den! I realized. In a corner of the den, a white figure was crouched, it’s pelt dappled with patches of ginger. Brightpaw… Brightpaw lay, curled in a bed of moss. As the image became clear, I saw her injured face. Her eye was gone, and large, raw scars slashed the left side of her face.
    “You see? She is alive and well.” Lionheart said.
    I tore my eyes from the pool and glared at the golden tom.
    “But she’s hurt! She lost half her face because of me!” I shouted. I was such a fool…
    “Swiftpaw, you mustn’t blame yourself. It is true that what you did was foolish, but Brightpaw came of her own accord. You did not force her, and you did not know what awaited you at Snakerocks.”
    I looked back into the pool, angry at myself, guilt burning in my chest. As I watched. Brightpaw opened her eye and looked up. Cloudtail walked toward her and dropped a piece of freshkill in front of her. She blinked gratefully and I heard her muffled voice whisper,
    “Thank you, Cloudtail. You don’t have to look after me.”
    “I don’t mind one bit, Brightpaw. You just wait, you’ll be better in no time.” Cloudtail replied.
    A pained look crossed Brightpaw’s face.
    “But these scars will never go away.” She murmured bitterly.
    Another flash of guilt rippled through me.
    Cloudtail leaned forward and licked her scared cheek. Brightpaw’s one good eye widened in surprise, and Cloudtail purred.
    “That doesn’t matter. You’re still beautiful, and one day, you’ll be one of the greatest warriors in all of Thunderclan.”
    Brightpaw’s eye softened, and she purred.
    I watched the scene with a mixture of hope and jealousy. She’s in good hands. I told myself, pushing away the jealousy. To the pool, I whispered,
            “Watch over her, Cloudtail. Defend her with your life, and don’t you ever let her go.”
    In the pool, I thought I saw Cloudtail’s ear twitch.
I wrote this just now, because I was thinking about how I could practice writing, and I was also looking at some of my speedpaints, and I was like "meh...why not?"

I hope you all like it! I kind of wanted to draw a scene or something to go with it, but I don't know...I don't really have the time.

Please try to read through it all! It'll only take you 5 minutes or so!
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RollingBubbles9742 Featured By Owner Dec 13, 2015  Hobbyist Artist
that is great writeing you should become a athour!!!
you should write more
jayfether51 Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
I love it though it's so sad :( u r such a talented person
Blackstar408 Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2015  Hobbyist
The ending got me soft. Crying
NtaniHawk113 Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2015  Student Digital Artist
This is amazing. You are an EXTREMELY talented writer.
hawkwing22 Featured By Owner Feb 16, 2015  Hobbyist Photographer
Can I have some of your talent? You're a great artist and a great writer!
Mistyspirit347 Featured By Owner Dec 7, 2014  Hobbyist
beautiful piece, I don't feel as sad for swiftpaw's death now :D
WillowTheElement Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Holy crud!  Read this just now and dang it!  Brightpaw/heart's telling of the tale made me terribly sad, and this brought it all back up!  This is both beautiful and painful at the same time.  Fantabulous!  :'3 <3
Starwolf561 Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
Oh and i love ur writing i think ur actully kinda better then the Erins
Starwolf561 Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
how do u animate like this?????OMG!I am horrible at animating (like u see in my profile picture) HOW HOW HOW!?!!??!?!??!?!?!?!
Pearlwing2001 Featured By Owner Sep 30, 2014   Traditional Artist
So cute
Glintfang Featured By Owner Edited Aug 11, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
are you one of the erins??? XD seriously... this was written so well! :happybounce:
I love how you came up with Swiftpaw's plea to StarClan, it didn't make sense that the dogs would leave Brightpaw alive, but here she had StarClan's protection and Swiftpaw fighting for her :'D
  ' “Watch over her, Cloudtail. Defend her with your life, and don’t you ever let her go.”
    In the pool, I thought I saw Cloudtail’s ear twitch. '
oh my gosh so amazing >*.*<

Sad as well as good/happy story, fantastic writing, I love it. Love this so much ^^!
WhyYouStealMyCookie Featured By Owner Jun 30, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Beautiful piece of work. I love it <3
GreysMist Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014  Student Artist
I cried this was beautiful
pewdiepie846 Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2014  Student Artist
I nearly cried before I started reading this ;-;
Spirit-wolf123 Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You got me in the feels ;-; 
Callidus-Evanesco Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2014
This seriously made me cry, I love this couple. Nice piece. c:
Fasty1817 Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
wow this is really awsome c: I love how you did Swiftpaw's thoughts :D <3
sapstar Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2014
This is a beautiful piece of writing! It's magnificent! You wrote it like Erin Hunter would have..... just beautiful... and the art to go with it...just.... amazing! Great work :)

SilverStarStrike Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2014  Hobbyist
I love it!
riverspirit345 Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2014  Hobbyist Artist
this is so sad!
Northern-song Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2014   General Artist
such a lovely piece of writing
Kalicody Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2014
OMG that's amazing! You should write more often, you're really, really good!
GamingKittyUnderBed Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2014  Student Digital Artist
I like it, its better than what most people have done. :)
kanyay Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
ugh those sad ;; 
Great story though, really loved it
My feels...
InvaderZen1234 Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2014  Student Artist
Thats cool!
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