No one knows, how far it goes [Closed]

Speckled blue eyes reflected the light as Acornpaw slinked past the thick bushes to trawl along the edges of the Thunderpath. The black dirt smelt acrid and acidic, making her hesitant to place her paws on top of it's gravelly surface, however she remembered the taunts from her denmates about how far she was behind them all because her mentor abandoned her. That gave her courage to prove them wrong, to do something that they could never do out of fear. Taking in a deep breath, she place her paw against the earth, feeling slick oil cling to her fur uncomfortably but still enduring.

Then it was easier, one pawstep after another, she walked until she was halfway across.

"Hmph, not that scary after all." She meowed, her tail stuck up high with confidence. That was until she felt a distant rumbling in the earth, and the sound of thunder racing towards her. From the right of her, a light came closer and closer, shining directly into her eyes so that she was blinded like she was looking up at the sun.

Logically, Acorn knew she had to move. She had to run or do something other than stand there, but she couldn't. She was frozen in fear, a primal fear that seized her chest tightly and left her little more than a statue.

Shadewillow had always lingered near the Thunderpath since the moment he went from 'kit to 'paw as it had always been a place of fascination to him. On days when he felt particularly restless, he had always found himself drawn to the sticky black river- what in Starclan's name had ever possessed the Twolegs to build such a horrid, destructive path? Today was no different; after completing his mandatory duties, he had found himself drawn to the harsh, acidic path, the usual wave of curiosity filling him at the sight. Peering through the bushes, Shadewillow felt a flash of surprise emanate through him- there was a cat simply padding out onto the sticky surface, right in the path of a monster! "What is she doing?" He thought, tensing up and slipping out of the bushes slightly, eyes widening as the young, cream-colored she-cat seemingly froze in the harsh, glinting lights, "She'll be killed!" He quickly rushed forward towards the crumbling side of the road, eyes aching slightly from the harsh, gleaming lights of the Monster that was now bearing down upon the younger cat; if he didn't time this right then they'd both be killed by the massive, roaring creature.


Exploding forward in a massive leap that could easily put any Skyclan cat to shame, Shadewillow cleared a good portion of the Thunderpath in his frantic leap. The way his pads dragged across the sticky rough surface of the Thunderpath during his clumsy landing sent a sharp stab of pain briefly resonating through him, but the spike of adrenaline that filled him quickly numbed him to the feeling. Bowling forcefully into the small, cream colored apprentice, the pair quickly went tumbling out of the way of the Monster, barely a whiskers length from being crushed under it's giant paws. The two cats went sprawling into the scraggly, sparse grass that grew along side the foul Thunderpath, and Shadewillow found himself looming over the young apprentice, whose scent now wreathed around him; of course it was a Riverclan cat that simply froze upon the dangerous strip of territory, Thunderclan and Shadowclan cat's were much too smart for a stunt like that.. "How incredibly stupid can you be?!" He snapped, chest heaving slightly, "Do you have mud inside of your thick skull instead of a brain?!" He hissed, claws unsheathing into the greasy, clumpy soil beneath the pair. The fierce anger within him was only due to his fear- they were both nearly a whisker's length from death after all.


Shade's a warrior now, but the age difference between Acorn and Shade isn't big. she get's an older guy lmao