#ruffled fur

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Fanfic Preview: “Ruffled Fur” Ch 12

Title: Ruffled Fur

Summary: Sequel to Resilience. With two WindClan cats dead and one RiverClan apprentice brutally injured from a horrible attack, the two Clans are too busy fighting each other to do much of anything against the actual cause. If peace is going to reign once again, it's going to be up to two unlikely allies to save the day.

She sat up. "You know Dogwood?"

Portal let out a rusty purr. "She's my beloved."

The molly burst out of the river, a carp wriggling between her teeth. "Look what I did!" she yowled around the still-alive prey. She caught sight of Icekit and promptly dropped it. "Oh. Uh, hi. I was just..."

"Talking to Portal?" Icekit offered.

She reached the edge and pulled herself out. "You hear her too?" she sounded shocked. "I just thought I was out of my mind."

"Hear? She's sitting next to me."

The brown and white tabby flopped down. "Looks empty to me," she admitted. "Sometimes, when I focus really hard, I can hear cats talking. Invisible cats. But I've never seen them before." The apprentice paused, embarrassed, and went on. "I'm Pikepaw. I probably should've started with that, huh?"

"Icekit."

"You're a kit? I just thought you were, like, really short." Pikepaw did a front jab, splashing water everywhere. "Fish scales. I'm gonna be in so much trouble if I don't get you home by dark. Which Cl-"

"I'm not going home." Icekit raised her chin. "Not until I beat the dog."

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Ruffled Fur

Summary: Sequel to Resilience. With two WindClan cats dead and one RiverClan apprentice brutally injured from a horrible attack, the two Clans are too busy fighting each other to do much of anything against the actual cause. If peace is going to reign once again, it’s going to be up to two unlikely allies to save the day.

Chapter Title: Don't Make Me Regret This

Excerpt:

Icekit slept hard and heavy that night, spurred on by her physical exhaustion at having gone so far from the camp. In a way, she felt bad- images of Swanpaw's throat breaking open like beetle wings were heavy on her mind. It didn't seem right to have a good night's sleep after failing a mission and watching a Clanmate be hurt.

It was, rather, Wolfbreeze and Beeheart who had a rough time of it. Beeheart hadn't even been made aware of Icekit's departure beforehand, and it was all Owlstrike and Finchcloud could do to keep their half-brother from flinging himself at the group, claws unsheathed. Wolfbreeze had gathered her up with a steel to her spine and a cold gleam in her eyes.

"You promised," she meowed to Petalfoot. It was all she said.

"And I delivered," she replied, head bowed.

Icekit hadn't seen her Aunt since.

Eyy, some Lilykit-Icekit bonding!

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Stonepaw, Otterpaw, and Pikepaw of RiverClan. Daughters of Rowanfish and Cloudwillow.

Stonepaw is the oldest sister, and apprentice of Blackstorm. She can be a bit prissy, and tends to criticize everything around her. As the sole daughter of Rowanfish to not be named after something in RiverClan, she hopes to make a pilgrimage to the place her mother was born and lived most of her life.

Otterpaw is the middle child. Her mentor, Cherryfur, is Blackstorm’s mate, so the two sisters train together more often than not. Otterpaw is pretty no-nonsense, and hopes to become a great warrior one day. She’s a little jealous of Patchpaw for having the deputy as her mentor, but she respects and cares about Cherryfur a lot.

Pikepaw is the youngest, and it’s oddly fitting that her mentor, Sedgefeather, is the youngest of the trio of mentors. Often absentminded, the ‘paw has a special interest in insects. More than once she’s been caught following ants or spiders around. Warriors from other Clans whisper that her half-loner blood is what makes her so odd, but Sedgefeather knows she’s just naturally curious.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Ruffled Fur

Summary: Sequel to Resilience. With two WindClan cats dead and one RiverClan apprentice brutally injured from a horrible attack, the two Clans are too busy fighting each other to do much of anything against the actual cause. If peace is going to reign once again, it’s going to be up to two unlikely allies to save the day.

Chapter Title:  Welcome to Hell, Stripeface

Excerpt:

"Hollyfang carried you back," Petalfoot chipped in, to Swanpaw's surprise. "She was very distraught. Offered to take your place in our mission and everything."

"How do you know she wasn't just doing it for the glory?"

The medicine cat shrugged. "I know her mothers and mentor. They wouldn't've raised her to be that way."

"Listen to me, dummy!" Runningpaw shoved her shoulder. "You gotta promise you won't do this ever again."

"Runningpaw-"

"I can't lose you too, Swanpaw!"

Eyyyy. I know it's been a bit, but, in my defense, I felt like rereading all prior work for these dorks.

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