Chapter 46
An owl perched in a Rowan tree gazed down at Umbershade. Its two round amber eyes streamed through the darkness, staring at him intently.The shadows wreathing around the pitch black tom made Umbershade almost completely invisible, but not invisible enough for an Owl. He had been trying to find Hollowsong for quite a while now, but he lost his sisters scent when it drifted towards the lake.
She's up to no good, he thought silently, Hollowsong is planning something, something bad. And whatever she was doing, Umbershade bet his life that it had something to do with this war of the Zodiacs.
"Maybe she's the one that causes four of us to die" he spoke out loud, an idea sparking in his mind.
If that was Hollowsong's intention, then Umbershade had to do exactly what Bluecloud told him to, he had to hone his power. Quickly pacing back towards ShadowClan camp, the young warrior knew he already had two ShadowClan cats to help him train.
"Moonwater!" he caught the lithe silver she-cat slipping out of the nursery, her blue eyes speckled with white.
"Oh hello Umbershade" she meowed sweetly, "Would you mind watching Beaverkit and Flintkit for me? I was going to take a walk with Scorchstar."
The queens mate and leader was waiting at the Furze-Tunnel, he was the father of her kits.
"Of course" he bent his head, "I'll show them my power, they always love that."
Moonwater smiled and thanked him again, padding off to walk through the snow covered forest with Scorchstar. Now the kits weren't exactly the easiest to watch over, but they did have a nifty habit of finding him in the darkness.
"Beaverkit, Flintkit!" he called, and almost immediately heard the pitter patter of footsteps racing outside.
Flintkit was an easy enough kit to watch over, he was curious yet kind as well, and always watched out for younger kits. Beaverkit on the other hand, was sent from the Dark Forest to cause destruction onto the queens and warriors that had to watch over her.
Umbershade was of course thinking about the incident with the beavers down by the lake, she had let a patrol consisting of six kits to fight them off, at two-moons nonetheless.
And then there was the incident last moon with the bat attack. Beaverkit had gotten a nasty bite on the ear, but she also brought home a peculiar dinner for the queens and elders.
"Can we play the Shadows game?" Flintkit asked excitedly, his orange eyes the same shade as his fathers.
"That's exactly why I brought you here. You and Beaverkit....Hey where'd she go?" Umbershade looked in the direction of where the little kit just was, but she had disappeared.
"Beaverkit!" Flintkit called, starting to get annoyed, "Come on we're going to play the Shadows game". The black warrior followed Flintkit who has obviously picked up her scent, and trekked beyond the camp wall.
"I think she's up there" Flintkit sniffed, the young tom had a remarkable sense of smell, he would make a great tracker in the future. With a sigh, Umbershade walked until he saw the familiar brown pelt of Beaverkit, and walked forward to pick her up by the scruff.
"I found a praying mantis!" she squeaked, "I'll have to take this home to show Appleleaf's kits."
Just as he moved forward, Beaverkit bent down to grasp the green insect in her jaws, but got a nasty surprise as its scythe hooked into her nose.
"Ow...OW! Get if off!" she squealed like a rabbit with its head chopped off, racing around in an endless amount of circles.
"Oh for StarClan's sake" Umbershade moved forward quickly to try and get the nasty insect off of the kits nose, but she kept moving and wouldn't sit still.
"Stop moving!" he growled, trying to get a firm grasp on the green bug, but still nothing worked.
Feeling angered at the kits ignorance and stupidity, Umbershade could feel something building up inside of him. And just as Beaverkit looked him in the eye pleadingly, a gray mass escaped from Umbershade's black eyes.
The smoke spiraled swiftly through the gap between him and the kit, and absorbed into Beaverkit's light hazel eyes. All at once the kit paused like a frozen acorn, not even flicking an ear or twitching a whisker.
What in StarClan's name!? Was that smoke that just came out of Umbershade's eyes?
"Oh StarClan let her be okay" he prayed to the sky, moving forward to examine the she-cat.
Her nostrils flared every other second, so obviously she was still breathing, just frozen in time. Taking advantage of the momentary calmness, Umbershade reached forward to bite off the mantis, and dropped its small body onto the ground.
And then all at once Beaverkit began to move again, as if nothing ever happen.
"Ow, get it off! Please Umbershade it hurts" the kit was still racing in circles, not yet realizing the insect was already off.
"That was awesome!" Flintkit meowed his praise, "Do it again! Try it on me!".
Umbershade simply turned his black colored eyes into the sky, he finally had another power, and this time it was useful! So in a battle Umbershade would be able to freeze his enemies and then attack, but what about Hollowsong?
What was to become of Hollowsong if Umbershade won this war?
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