It had been three days since Ivypool started to hunt with this "Clan". Queen accepted her and let her sometimes roam around their camp. However, she was not even allowed to make dirt alone in the dirt tunnel. She had to go with another she-cat who would make fun of her or spit at her a lot while she went. Ivypool missed her camp very much. Especially Dovewing, her sister. Her sister was sitting alone. Well, maybe not alone, but without her. Dovewing mainly wished for Dovewing's happiness. She wondered if Flakepaw was okay. If Ashpaw and Bumblestripe were okay. She was worried for her family. What about Whitewing? The white she-cat just got greencough and was deeply sick. Is Birchfall upset, ashamed, angry?
Just as it was nighttime, Blotch took on guard. My the time it was moonhigh, Ivypool could still not sleep. She heard Blotch pacing back and forth. Silently padding to see why, she peered out. He saw her and eyed her gently. His eyes were soft and full of sympathy. He meowed, "Sorry if I woke you up."
"No I can't sleep," Ivypool said. "I am bored to peered out to see what is going on."
"Nothing obviously," Blotch licked his chest in amusement.
Ivypool turned her head towards the chasm. It is either chatting with an enemy or the darkness to herself. She decided to chat. "So what's you backstory? I just live in a Clan with a ton of other cats like you. You kinda known the story and sorta know our ways. You know?"
"Yeah," Blotch sat down. He mewed, "When I was a kit, my mother decided to let me off on my own with my sister. My sister died and I was starving, so I went to find my mother. When I found her, it was the first unpleasant sight I had seen. She was ripped in half. Her blood was still streaming, and she looked like something had eaten her. I thought she was beautiful before I left, and still believed it. She was my mother, and no matter what she did, I still loved her for giving me life. I took some of the mice I found under the place where she stored it. I ate some of it and enjoyed it, while I could. I soon learned how to hunt by myself. A Two-leg kit tried to take me and called me 'Blotch'. I took that name and ran away with it, alone again.
"I then hurried to a cat. That is where I found Queen, Shadow, Mist, and Snake. They invited me in the Clan, and I accepted it. I am glad I did, though I don't really like the fact it is impossible to hunt, almost," he went on. "I really enjoy these cats, no matter what." He stared into Ivypool's eyes, "They are my family and I will respect that even if others do not."
"So do you like this camp or the other one?" Ivypool wondered, her eyes fixed on his.
"This one," he purred and flicked his tail as he looked around. "I found this beautiful place at night. You have to see it. It has the stars and glowing stones that shine like the stars and sun mixed-" Blotch abruptly stopped. Then, he looked down and apologized, "Sorry. You are not allowed, probably." Then, he looked at the moon. "It is best if we go to bed," he sounded and looked disappointed. "Goodnight- I mean- go to bed now." Blotch then got in his guard position and watched in front of him.
Ivypool rolled her eyes. Then, she conluded his story. It was quite fascinating to hear the loner's story. Wow, she thought.
The next morning, Queen lowered the amount on the hunting groups. She was beginning to get used to her, trusting her more often with what she did. Queen turned her head to the chasm and mewed, "Heard you last night." Her eyes were serious and deadly. She was getting a little bit used to her, but not all the way. She now sighed, "Go with Tiger and Silver."
"Why are you making Silver hunt? She's a queen!"
"Beauty can take over for her, vole-brain," Tiger hissed. "Come on, stupid. I want to see you catch something big. Now. I am in charge, so you answer to me now."
Ivypool rolled her eyes and snapped, "I can do as I wish. I have my own brain!"
"Really? I don't think so," Tiger flicked his tail in amusement. "Come on, slug. I cannot wait forever for you."
Silver padded up to Tiger, to avoid Ivypool. Together, they helped each other hunt, while Ivypool went by herself, with them watching. She caught a sparrow, a vole, and a mouse. They caught a mouse and a robin. For some reason, they loved the taste of robins in their mouths; therefore, Ivypool did not. So, every night when they ate, if they had leftover robins, they would give them to Ivypool. If it were Beauty or Blotch getting the prey for her, they would get her a nice, plump vole or a mouse. Tiger would even get the worst robin if he had the chance.
Finally, it came time for bed. Ivypool finished off her robin and sat in her nest. Again, she could not sleep. She heard Blotch whisper, "Ivypool! Ivypool, are you awake now? I need to show you something!"
Ivypool yawned and opened her eyes, "I couldn't sleep, but I am tired."
"Come with me! Ignore the rules," he said. "There is no moon, and we can see that cave I told you about."
Listening, Ivypool followed Blotch. While they went, Blotch mewed challengingly, "Race you to that giant oak." He flicked his ears toward a wide tree. Ivypool nodded her head. He hollered, "GO!" They raced. Since Ivypool was exhausted from hunting all day and eating barely anything, Blotch was in first place. Then, Ivypool had finally reached the tree. Even though her breath was short, Ivypool had fun. Blotch jumped, "Yes! I win!" He circled around her and said, "I think I can beat you to the top of that tree. The last branch."
"You're on," Ivypool narrowed her eyes playfully. She felt like a kit again. "GO!" she called out. Together, pelts brushing, they clawed their way up to oak. Halfway through, Ivypool began to win. She clawed faster and faster, feeling alive again. Finally, she reached the top. From there, it was beautiful to see. She yowled in a large yowl. Her voice echoed through. Blotch did the same. Then, they climbed carefully back down.
"Time to go to the cave," Blotch lifted his haunches. "Follow me!" And she did. The wind felt great through her fur. It had been a while since she ran, and it felt as good as ever. She raced, side-by-side with Blotch. He stared at her and mewed, "You look great tonight." He sounded dreamy, and Ivypool looked to the side and blushed away from him. She nodded and said nothing. He licked her ear throughout the run, and she felt great. Is this the love that I have always seen Dovewing and Bumblestripe go through? Or is this only once? Ivypool wondered as her felt brushed his.
Then, they reached the cave. Blotch watched it carefully and headed inside, his tail twinning with Ivypool's. Together, they padded through the darkness. Then, Ivypool saw a tiny light. Above her, the stars watched them as they sat there. Then, a crystal like gem began to shine brightly. It shone bright blue, feeling great and powerful on Ivypool's eyes. She inched closer to Blotch, feeling the slow wind push them together. Ivypool smelled the stone and enjoyed its moisture filled scent. It was great.
Ivypool muttered to Bumblestripe, "This is beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you," he whispered gently. Together, their muzzles pressed against each others. Ivypool felt great, and kept her eyes closed. When it was time, Blotch brought her back to camp. Ivypool never wanted to leave his side. She wanted to be with Blotch forever. Ever since they met, a connection sprung.