Bound to Stars

Chapter 1 || Remembrance

The black tom eyed the mouse with sharp blue eyes. He kept completely still, his ears flattened and his tail straightened out. The former ShadowClan tom licked his lips and leapt forward, landing squarely on the mouse. It let out a squeak of alarm but Batchaser silenced it with a killing bite.

⠀⠀He crouched down and tore a piece of flesh off of the mouse. He chewed and looked around the forest, happy he was finally being left alone. An annoyed growl rumbled in the back of his throat. About time.

⠀⠀Apparently, Batchaser was supposed to send omens and prophecies to his former Clanmates. Yewstar, that old hag, had chewed him out for never visiting them.

⠀⠀How is it my problem if they live or die? Batchaser thought, tearing off another morsel. I don’t care what happens down there! I’m up here, and I’m not going to be some prophecy-obsessed, idiotic, mysterious kitty. No one can make me.

⠀⠀The black tom shrugged and stood up, outstretching his paws and arching his back. His jaws split into a yawn and he closed his eyes. This was luxury!

⠀⠀The former ShadowClan warrior turned, abandoning his mouse, and trekked on through the forest path. Batchaser flicked an ear, looking around at the trees. Maybe if I’m annoyed with cats telling me what to do all the time, I can just come here. I haven’t seen any cat in this forest all day. It’s a good hideout.

⠀⠀Batchaser let out a startled yowl when he saw a flash of splotched fur. When claws dug into his flank, he wheeled around and noticed a small tortoiseshell she-cat clawing at his pelt. Furious, Batchaser grabbed the she-cat and threw her off, watching her kick up dirt as she hit the ground. I spoke too soon.

⠀⠀“What were you doing?!” Batchaser spat.

⠀⠀“I was practicing my stalking skills!” she responded, narrowing her green eyes. “Why did you do that to me? That hurt, you know!”

⠀⠀The blue-eyed tom’s claws dug into the ground. “This is StarClan, kit! Not the forest down with the living. Learn to respect the warriors of your Clan.”

⠀⠀She stood to her paws, lashing her tail. “Whatever! I don’t have time to argue with fish-brains like you.”

⠀⠀Batchaser curled his lip. “You are young and disrespectful. No wonder you’re dead.”

⠀⠀The she-cat froze. She stared at Batchaser in shock, then lashed out at him in fury. The black tom grabbed her flank and forced her to the ground, placing a paw on her chest.

⠀⠀“Try and attack me one more time,” Batchaser began, furious, “and you’ll know what it’s like to have real wounds.”

⠀⠀The she-cat groaned and the former ShadowClan warrior let her up. She glared at him. “I’m gonna tell Jackalstar about this! She won’t be happy with you.”

⠀⠀Batchaser snarled. “I don’t care if she’s happy or not. She’s not my parent, she wasn’t even a Clanmate, so go ahead and waste your time with her.”

⠀⠀The tortoiseshell she-cat hissed at him and turned on her heel, raising her head high in the air and puffing out her chest as she exited the clearing. Batchaser watched her go, claws itching to rip through her stupid little ears. She deserves it!

⠀⠀The black tom sighed and rolled his eyes. I guess this isn’t a good place to stay. That means I’ll have to find somewhere else to go.

⠀⠀Batchaser flicked his tail and padded on. He had been happy a second ago, but now something was eating away at him. It made his stomach churn. But he didn’t know what it was.

⠀⠀Why are you worried? Batchaser scowled. Stop being a scaredy-cat.

⠀⠀But even then he couldn’t control it. Batchaser stopped when he remembered a name. A name he was supposed to have forgotten. That brainless apprentice had just reminded him of this cat.


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