Lurking Dangers, Chapter 4

Ravenpaw     

     Ravenpaw slithered into the hunter's crouch. She kept her eyes on the shrew in front of her. Slowly, she crawled forward. It had been two moons since Ravenpaw became an apprentice. She was a great hunter, as the elders would say, but her hearing would often mess her up. Ravenpaw learned that her ears were stronger than other cats. Because of that, there were many noises around her, making her lose control. Ravenpaw tried to block out the noise, but it didn't help.
     Ravenpaw got ready to pounce. Lashing her tail, she jumped. But then she heard big growls. She didn't concentrate. The shrew quickly scurried away as Ravenpaw landed on her side. She rushed up, panting. There was a pause of no noise. Then she heard a shriek. Patchpaw raced through the bushes. Two muscular cats rushed behind her, their claws extended. By their scent, Ravenpaw could tell they were ThunderClan. She quickly unsheathed her claws and flung herself onto the back of a big brown tom. She angrily dug her claws on it's neck. The cat let out a tiny whimper, but flung Ravenpaw off.
     "Patchpaw!" Ravenpaw exclaimed. "What's happening?"
     "Whitepaw... border... ThunderClan.." Patchpaw gasped for air. "Chased... me."
     Then a big white tom batted her shoulder. Patchpaw fell, out of breathe. Ravenpaw leaped at the white tom and rapidly clawed at his neck. The tom staggered backwards and tripped over a rock. He bowled to the ground. Ravenpaw pinned him. The tom was in pain, but he ignored it and slashed at Ravenpaw's shoulder. Staggering back, Ravenpaw yowled and fell, dazed. She saw that Patchpaw had a chance to escape. They could live if she ran to get help.
     "Patchpaw! Go get help! Quick!" Ravenpaw ordered. Patchpaw hesitated, then raced away. Then everything went blurry, and soon all Ravenpaw could see was blackness.