The Light in the Dark ♥ Book 1 ♥ - Page 2

**Cosmo** · #11 June 19th, 2017, 10:10 AM

As Plumpaw padded back to Stickclan's camp, she couldn't help but think about Vixenpaw. He was surprisingly, nicer then a normal Blueberryclan cat. Most of the Blueberryclanner's were vicious and rude, always getting in the way of actually doing anything. They were so full of themselves. At least Vixenpaw had acted different. He hadn't been vicious and try to kill her, or go around bragging about how 'great' Blueberryclan was.

**Cosmo** · #12 June 19th, 2017, 07:39 PM

Chapter 3
As Vixenpaw padded back to camp,
a surge or satisfaction warmed his body. The tom had pounced, on Stickclan's medicine cat apprentice. Boy had she seemed scared. Vixenpaw had never been happier in his life. It was like becoming clan leader, (except slightly better for an apprentice) His step was more of a skip. His eyes shown with pride. I caught the medicine cat apprentice of Stickcla!

The young toms spirits dropped when he realized that he would never be believes by his clanmates. They would call him a young fool, epically Beechpaw. Vixenpaw sighed, his pace slowed. His gaze became dull. His step was almost lifeless. Oh what's the point..

**Cosmo** · #13 June 20th, 2017, 08:50 AM

Vixenpaw's gaze caught on the camp. For once he didn't feel that excitement of seeing his siblings. Or seeing the camp. Eating food, or even getting picked for a patrol. Instead, he felt down right depressed. His happy mood had plummeted, no thanks to himself. He he gave a growl of depression, but tried to act excited as he padded through the entrance.

A few cats gave him suspicious glances. Probably because of how long he'd been gone. Vixenpaw ignored them. He turned away, completely aware of their gazes burning into his back. He padded to the apprentices den, trying hard to ignore them.

The tom placed his head on his paws, and berried his nose in his fur. It had been just another pointless day, he wished he could hide from. But you can't hide from life, thats what his mother used to say anyway.

But she was gone now, he needed to wash those thoughts away. He needed to be strong like she had told him to be. What she had said however, that was what she had said, it wasn't what he said. No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't escape the fact that she was right, you can't hide from life.

**Cosmo** · #14 June 22nd, 2017, 08:42 AM

Chapter 4
Lakepaw padded after her brother. Whats wrong with him? He's usually not that grumpy. She ducked into it and sat down next to Vixenpaw. "Okay, Vixenpaw, whats wrong?"

Lakepaw wasn't the best at solving problems. She was really bad in fact. Whenever she tried to solve problems, it always ended badly. She tried anyway. And Vixenpaw was her brother, if he was mad, she should try to help him, right?

Lakepaw saw Vixenpaw raise his head. He clearly wasn't happy with her. "Its non of your business!" he growled.

Thats exactly what happened whenever she tried to help. The cat she was helping would get mad, then she'd get mad, and before you knew it, their mentors were scolding them. And here came Lakepaw's retort. "You're my brother, I should think its my business to!"

Vixenpaw rose to his full hight (Which is evidently taller then her.) "Is none of your business!" he growled, before sitting back down.

Lakepaw let out a hiss of annoyance. "I was just trying to help!" she growled, her muscles tensing. Anger bubbled inside her, her gaze burned into him, scorching his pelt like fire.

A deep grumble rose in her brothers throat, and it wasn't a purr. "Its none of your business!" he growled, as though he were exploding.

Lakepaw glared at him for a while longer, before whisking back around. It was pointless to waste her time. She gave him one finale glare, and stalked out of the den.

**Cosmo** · #15 June 24th, 2017, 08:19 AM

Vixenpaw watched his a sister go with a bit of sadness in his gaze. He sighed. Why did life have to be so difficult? He hadn't meant to be rude.
It just came out that way. That sort of thing happens to every cat. Vixenpaw closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. But even the classical way of calming yourself, left his stomach feeling hollow. It was as though he were in a completely different world, where all he could feel was sadness and betrayal. He sighed again, remembering the hurt look on his sisters face. Remembering the way the calms stares had burned into him. Remembering his fight with Beechpaw. Nothing was perfect, he knew that. But this, this was to un-perfect.