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Cursed: Chapter 16 (Spiritpaw)

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“Three days of rest, that sounds really nice right now,” Sharppaw was stretching out lazily, soaking up the morning sunlight and enjoying his break from guarding kits. A short while ago, their leader had decided that the Clan needed to rest. The injuries received against the rogues were still healing and everyone had started to grow agitated from the constant walking.

“I don’t know, just sitting around doing nothing sounds boring,” the ginger tabby let out a sigh, now that he was training to be a fighter he didn’t have too many duties right now. He sent a weary glance towards the others of his rank, all of which were either sleeping or sitting around doing nothing. The Stolen on the other hand… the guards still had to keep sentry around the kits and the hunters had left not too long ago to find some prey. Even the searchers were busy, having been sent to scout the nearby area to ensure there wouldn’t be any dangers for when the Clan continued its journey.

“Then… want to go and explore the surrounding forest,” the white-and-brown tabby stood up and quickly started towards the exit. Someone was clearly in no mood to sit sentry duty over a bunch of kits. “If I’m needed for a guard shift, you can say that you dragged me out. There’s no way you, a fighter learner, would get in trouble over something so trivial.”

Exploring the forest sounded much more appealing than just sitting around. Following his friend, he left the hideout. It was strange to be standing among such large plants. For all his life, he had lived on rocky plains. Even while traveling, for the most part they had avoided heavily wooded areas.

“I bet we’ll find a bunch of strange plants around here,” he mused aloud, maybe he should have asked Orangepaw to come with them…

“Who care about plants?” his friend scoffed. “I’m more interested in what sort of prey we’ll find around here. I bet there’ll be animals completely different than the ones back on the plains.”

Venturing farther from the hideout, the two were like excited kits sneaking out of the camp for the first time. “I feel at home here,” the older of the two had focused his orange gaze on the large leaves of a fern. “Who knows, maybe my former Clan used to live in a forest.”

The two fell silent for a moment, neither one could remember their past Clans. They were just a distant memory that would occasionally surface in dreams or bring about nostalgic feelings. The only thing that Spiritpaw could remember clearly from his kithood before being stolen was a name. Most likely the name of a family member or a close friend, he couldn’t even picture the owner of the name.

That’s when he heard a soft rustling from a patch of undergrowth nearby. He sent a glance towards his companion, who clearly heard the sound. Together they started towards the noise, curiosity making the two forget about caution. It happened swiftly,  a paw reached out from the shadows and quickly slammed down onto Spiritpaw’s head. It left him dizzy from the impact before he collapsed, blacking out.
Well I was planning on writing more for this chapter but I had a hard time concentrating near the end because my house is so freaking hot. I filed a complaint to my parents but they, as usual, promptly ignored it and left me suffering *sighs*

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