Sorrelpaw's Moonstone Journey

The trip to the Mothermouth had been undeniably unbearable. Sorrelpaw and Adderpaw truly seemed to butt heads, and that had to be the understatement of the moon. Despite this, she tried to remain composed, and keep it together- that proved rather hard, though. A scowl had been plastered onto her features since they departed from camp, and it remained there as she resisted the urge to shove the apprentice into the dark cave and force her to find the moonstone herself. With a deep breath, she silently ventured into the cave, hoping the she-cat would follow behind her. If she didn't... Oh well. When they finally reached the Moonstone, Adderpaw snarled, "Touch your nose to the stone."

This was so pointless. No one cared about going on some stupid walk to go meet some stupid starry cats with a stupid medicine cat apprentice. The walk was long and pointless. After all, if StarClan cats came to the living world in dreams, why did they need a stupid sparkly rock to communicate? Was there even any value? Cats didn't suddenly get wise when they died. StarClan cats weren't survivors, and survivors were smarter. The living cats were smarter. Rolling her eyes almost out of her sockets, Sorrelpaw flounced into the cave behind Darkpaw. Ew... was the only thought she could comprehend. Dark, musty, and stinking of other Clans.

Only when they reached the Moonstone did the silver-tinged apprentice enjoy her journey one bit. It was beautiful, as far as stones went, a round rock so white it was almost blinding. Sorrelpaw rolled her eyes again and let out a loud sigh as Adderpaw proceeded to be bossy again. Like Sorrelpaw didn't know the most basic of things about the journey. Stalking over to the stone, she closer her eyes and bent over to tap the stone, face scrunched up in expectation.

The strange and unpleasant feeling of being yanked out of her body was not what she'd expected, and Sorrelpaw opened her eyes, ready to tell Adderpaw that this was all a waste because she couldn't hear a StarClan cat... but the cavern was gone. Adderpaw was gone (thank the stars for that). Everything was gone. In its place sat a silvery blue pond, surrounded by picturesque streams and arching willow trees. If anything impressed Sorrelpaw, it would certainly be this. She sat frozen for a few moments and sprang to her paws, glancing around. "No one's even here. This is a waste. Honestly, I shou-"

Her words were cut off by a deep, persuasive, honey-like voice. "You don't like this, do you?" Whipping around, Sorrelpaw's fur instantly ruffled up, not that it caused her to be much more of an imposing figure. Her eyes fell upon a large, hulking tomcat, smelling of squirrel, mouse, and the disgusting scent of trees. The apprentice's lip curled up. Why did it have to be ThunderClan? "At least I was right. StarClan cats are just idiots. Obviously this is a waste; did you hear what I just said? Who are you, anyway?" Sorrelpaw's aqua eyes studied the tom who'd spoken. Large, broad-shouldered, and a dark brown long-furred tabby pelt. He responded in an even voice despite her insults. "Houndtooth."

The gray apprentice resigned herself to talking to this apparent idiot for a long time. "Just shut up and let me fish, and give me your so-called ancient wisdom or whatever." Brushing past him, Sorrelpaw raised a paw over the river, but Houndtooth's shadow fell behind her, causing a multitude of silver-scaled fish to scatter as she'd been about to strike. Chest inflating in and out like a pufferfish, Sorrelpaw growled angrily. As if he didn't notice, Houndtooth started to speak. "I may not be an ancient wise cat, but I can give you advice from the viewpoint of an experienced warrior. Most will not take kindly to you talking like that. Learn to control yourself."

Bristling, Sorrelpaw closer her eyes, wishing she could send herself back to reality. Even Adderpaw was better than this. She turned Houndtooth's words out until her ears twitched, and her head jerked straight up. Learn to... control yourself? So this wasn't a wise lesson, this was just some mangly old ThunderClanner being mad at her. Whatever. Screw him. As soon as he stopped talking, something clicked in her, and she spoke one cold, flat word: "Bye." It was then she found she could now close her eyes and actually come back to reality, and she did that, jerking away from the Moonstone as fast as possible. This has no point, she thought, coming face-to-face with Adderpaw and letting out a sigh. "You're not so bad compared to those old geezers."