Become a lie- part four (closed rp)

(Okay I just have to remember what exactly I had planned for Coal as a warrior because I forgot xD

should we make a part five? XD)

(short time skip? I made Coal a warrior in an open rp so I'm ready :D)

Doepaw stares after the two. She curled her tail around her paws and lay down. The sun low in the sky. Deerpelt nodded. “Sure we can get some before heading off.” He padded away not giving his sister another look.

Foxpaw just stared after Doepaw, occasionally casting an awkward glance to Coalpaw. Her tail danced behind her in a twitch of worry. She hadn't seen anything herself, but she could tell by the tension in the air that things weren't going well. She tried to shake it off. "Anyways..." She shuffled her paws. "I was going to bring you some prey earlier, but Cloudfeather told me I couldn't see you yet. I'm so glad to see you're finally out of that smelly den."

Coalpaw's expression softened ever so slightly. "Thanks, Foxpaw," he murmured with a faint smile. The tom glanced at Doepaw before looking back, still lingering in the entrance of the den. "Actually, I could go for some prey right about now. What about you, Deerpelt?"

"He might be okay. It looks like the wound is finally clotting." Cloudfeather's voice was lifted with higher spirits, pleased by the progress they made.

(She's angryyyyy xD everyone else is just like o-o okay sheeeesh)

Doepaw shot Coalpaw a glare. “Butt your nose out of it, if you had actually been listening I was telling my dearly beloved brother that our leader is more important.” The she cat stiffly limped away from the two. Her heart beated viciously against her chest as she tried to force down the feeling of fear. Afraid for her leader. Afraid for her clan. Afraid... of the shadows. “Doey~” Houndleap whispered into her ear. Doepaw ignored the voice and headed to the entrance of the camp. She sat there and stared out, not daring to step past the invisible line she though protected her. Deerpelt watched his sister go with a wicked scowl on his face. He turned to Coalpaw. “Of course I’m concerned for our leader but worrying over him will do nothing. We have to remain strong. Carry on and wait for the outcome.” While his words may have been true they were not his own. Houndleap’s invisible shadow whispered into his ear.

(Coal is chilli xD)

Coalpaw was watching, horrified as his leader sat dying among them. The siblings' wprds caught his attention and he gave them a glare. The tom pushed himself to his paws with a gunt and padded past them. "Give them space, will you?" He snapped. "Hazelpelt is scared out of her mind and Mousestar is dying and you two want to start arguing?" His fur was bristling, but it was mostly fear for his clanmates that brought it on. The tom shook his head. Unbelievable.

Hawkpaw rushed in from the back of the den as the stench of blood filled the cramped space. His eyes widened at the sight of his leader. “How many lives has he lost?!” Hazelpelt ignored the conversation between all the cats. Her face blank as she knelt down to whisper into his ear. “You listen to me. You’re going to pull through this. Not for the sake of the clan. Not for my sake but for your unborn kits sake.” She licked the top of his ear gently and pulled away. Watching only his face. Doepaw caught word of Hazelpelt’s news. She had already guessed so but didn’t say out loud. The news only confirmed the she cats suspicions. She sat down outside. Planning on staying there until she was told otherwise.

Doepaw watched as Hazelpelt and Jumpwing attempted to help her leader. She wanted to tell them they needed to patch up the blood before he lost another life. She wanted to tell them moving him was a bad idea. She wanted to tell them that she... she had a choice. She was a murderer. Lingering in the field the she cat took in the blood and gore of the situation. She didn’t want this. She didn’t want this. Why did she have this? She was never meant for the job of a striker. She was never meant for the job of a runner. What was she meant for. The fawn coloured she cat watched her surroundings melt away into a blood forest. Where before her stood the Tom she had just killed. “I’m coming for you.” Hissed the Tom as he crouched down to whisper into her ear. “Everyone you love will hate you. Your love will be your death.” Doepaw scurried after the cats leaving behind the bloody massacre. Echoes of laughter followed her footsteps through the forest as she emerge red form it’s dark depths into the familiar one. The torment would never stop. Her leader was dying. They had been attacked. She had been attacked. She had fought back. She had killed. She is a murderer.

Jumpwing's ears pricked at the call of his name as they neared. His heart dropped in his chest. He hadnthadn't truly seen the gore until he stood back to really examine it. Blood scattered the heathers. He ran to meet the two. Mousestar looked weak. "We need to get him back right away," Jumpwing told them. "Come on." He fell into step beside his leader. The tom nearly fell over but was caught by the tom.

A few minutes passed and Mousestar gasped for a breath. He felt as if all his energy had been sucked right out of his body. The gash on his throat still gushed with blood. It was as if he could feel all of his blood leaving his body slowly. The tom staggered toward the cat that pinned his mate. It took all the rest of the strength he had in him just to drag them off with a grip of his claws. Mousestar paused. The earth around him was spinning. Oh StarClan, no, he thought. I'm dying.

Jumpwing found himself running through the heather. The small strip of land between the cliff and the lake took him to the forest. He breathed, looking around frantically. He could smell blood, but it was hard to distinguish if if was his own, his enemies, or possibly even Doepaw's. He preyed that horrid scent didn't come from his apprentice's body. The tom ran through the trees, his strides almost making him appear as if he were gliding along the ground. He stopped as her fawn colored coat came into view. "Doepaw!"

(gotta make Mousestar lose several lives in a row x'D)

(LOL I'm deceased xD)

(tbh if this was a tv show 11/10 would watch)

Mousestar backed away from the cat. His breathing was hard. "I..." For once, he was at a loss. The attack was so surprising and out of nowhere. His eyes flickered to Hazelpelt for a moment, and as he was distracted, the she-cat jumped forward and lashed out with a paw, catching her claws against Mousestar's throat. The small tom's eyes widened and turned to slits. Blood pooled at the wound and dripped down his chest. He fought for a breath, but instead sputtered the red liquid from his mouth. His eyes were trained on his mate, fear glossing his gaze as he collapsed. His paws twitched as he felt the life drain from him. "H-h-h," he reached for her name, but his vocals failed.

Jumpwing let out a growl, agonized by pain and the sight of his leader's life leave his body. "No!" He leapt over Mousestar's body and tackled the she-cat, driving his teeth into her neck as rage filled his chest. His eyes flickered over the cats, and he stopped with realization. Where was Doepaw?

(noooOOO MOUSIE BOI but also do it XD) Hazelpelt hissed at the Tom who held her down. She kicked the Tom backwards and scrambled over to her mate and friend. “What do we do they’re twice our size?!” Doepaw leaped our of the was of the Tom Landing delicately on her toes. She pranced about playfully. “Your techniques are slow and you’re beginning to bore me.” She drooled. The Tom lunged at her once more a loud growl sounding in frustration the she cats claws ripped against his neck fur. He dropped to the ground, blood quickly pooling out from him. “Whoopsie...” Doepaw let out a sigh. Houndleap watched from outside Doepaw’s body. “Have fun with that Doey.” She giggled playfully before vanishing. Doepaw stared in horror at the corpse. What had /she/ done? What had /she/ done? What had... Houndleap done.

Doepaw’s head snapped towards her mentor. The tom above her snarled, his jaws parted as he got ready to deliver the killing bite. Doepaw kicked the Tom with all her strength sending him flying off her. The fawn coloured she cat ran at the tree and bounced off it forcing the Tom cat down onto the ground again. “You know you should kill him Doey~” Teased the facials she cat. Doepaw was distracted for a moment and the Tom kicked Doepaw off. She hit the ground and the air rushed from her lungs. She lay winded, that was all it took for Houndleap to infiltrate her. Doepaw leaped to her feet hissing. Her techniques precise. She leaped at the Tom scratching his cheek, drawing blood. The Tom looked startled at her sudden strength. “Oh what’s wrong scared of a little she cat?” Drooled Doepaw, or rather Houndleap. “Not in the slightest!” Snapped the looming dark Tom, his muscles ripples in response. “Then come and get me.” She teased winking at the Tom. He growled in aggravation at the sudden she cats confidence and he linger for her throat. (Possessed doe is so fun!!)

"Doepaw!" Jumpwing hissed. He leapt toward the tom that pinned her, but was instead met with the impact of another body that shielded him. His eyes widened with surprise as claws slid across his cheek. He staggered backwards, catching himself on his paws. The tom's chest heaved. "Remember what I taught you." As the other cat stood on their hind paws to strike, the brown and white warrior lashed out with his paws, one blow after another to their underbelly.

Doepaw watched in terror as the cats were tackled to the ground. Too surprised for words. A dark Tom cat littered in scars followed them from behind. He did not jump at them or attack he simply sat there watching. Watching with a satisfied, wicked grin. That’s when it hit Doepaw. He was the Tom that attacked /her/. Without thinking the young apprentice leaped onto the cat who was still twice her size. The surprise attack knocked the wind from his chest. Before Doepaw could pin him he managed to recuperate himself and kicked the she cat off him. Doepaw landed awkwardly, her stance wobbly. Yelping in surprise as he pounced on her. The she cat’s fear over came her and for a moment she forgot her training. A moment is all it takes to make the biggest mistake. Just a moment... ‘Starclan help me!’ Her thoughts begged.

"Do you smell that?" Jumpwing brushed his tail against Doepaw's chest, signalling her to stop. The tom's white fur bristled along his spine. Mousestar's pace slowed and he rose his maw to the sky to give it a sniff. His eyes narrowed as he glanced over at Hazelpelt and Jumpwing. "Someone else is here."

A gray she-cat nodded to her leader and stalked through the brush. She crouched low, her claws were digging at the ground, hungry for flesh. She sprang from her cover alongside the others and felt the impact of her paws hit a body.

(that was intense lmao)

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"Now, touch your paws together," Cloudfeather ordered.

Coalpaw took in a breath and brought his hind paws together and held them there. He let out an awkward sigh. "What is the point of all this?" He grumbled.

"We're testing to see if you're completely healed."

Coalpaw glanced down at his tail. It had been crushed by the rocks. No matter what Cloudfeather tried to do, it wouldn't straighten out. A couple moons later and it had held a crooked appearance. He breathed out deeply through his nose, his shoulders sinking in disappointment. At least I'll be able to get back to training.

Hawkpaw looked back at Doepaw before running after his mentor. He’d pay for this later.

Doepaw stood, looking on helplessly. She’d done nothing wrong it was that irritating Hawkpaw who just had to butt his nose into her business again. The she cats thoughts were interrupted by the wicked cooing of Houndleap. Doepaw ignored her and trailed after them. “Aww Doey don’t ignore me, you know you want to.” Doepaw hissed At her. “Want to what? I have no idea who you are or what you want with me! Leave me be.“ her upper lip curled into a ferocious snarl. Her eyes narrowing into slits of fury. Houndleap giggled like she was a kit. “Oh Doey the fun is only beginning.” The she cat stood in front of the apprentice towering over her. “Ever thought why you can hear and see me? Even though you’re not dreaming? We’re connected Doemoon. You and I we’re so alike in our ways. So... forbidden.” She laughed wickedly before vanishing once more. Her laugh echoed in Doepaw’s ears. Leaving a mark on her that would be everlasting.

They were forbidden.

But how?

Cloudfeather snorted. "Of course it's bad. Do you think they just want to have a friendly conversation over some fresh kill?" He shook his head. "No, they don't. But we don't know what they actually want. You have to find that out."

Doepaw turned to him and shrugged. “It must’ve been a few moons ago. When I got injured by the fox attack, I guess that was the day after I became an apprentice.” She pondered for a moment. “Do you think it’s bad? That they talk to me...”

Doepaw frowned at his expression. “/she/ calls me Doemoon.” She meowed. She watched her surroundings carefully. The way each shadow flickered. “I always hear them.”

Doepaw sat quietly listening to him. A cold winter breeze blew through her fur, she shivered. Not from the cold but from the whispering voices. “I don’t want you!” She snapped. “Sorry cloudfeather I just... it wasn’t at you. But I keep hearing them. They keep talking to me. Calling me by a different name...”

"Well did you have to pick such a cold spot?" He grumbled. Cloudfeather sat and curled his tail over his paws. "Those things aren't just things. I would call them monsters, myself." His whiskers twitched. "They don't just visit your dreams for no reason. They could do it solely for torment, yes, but it's not likely. They could have picked any target weak enough, and yet they chose you. Most of them are dead cats that have no business being in StarClan. Yet some of them are alive. They chose you for a reason. This is usually a sign, but the meaning is harder to discover."

Doepaw turned to him. “We’re here.” She was standing in a small field. It was littered with pale pink flowers. It was the same field she’d been attacked by the intruder. It sent shivers down her spine but she knew that no one would Be here... hopefully not the intruder. “Okay explain. What where those... things! And why on Earth have they been like stalking us?!”

Doepaw pondered the thought, while her medicine cat was right the she cat knew she was a terrible liar and Jumpwing seemed smart enough to to find out the truth. She shrugged it off, she’d cross that bridge when she had to. For now she had other, bigger, things to worry about. “We should talk.” Doepaw glanced over her shoulder at the sleeping Hawkpaw. “I know a place... follow me.” she meowed. First allowing him him to finish healing her and then she headed out, leading the med cat away from camp.

Hawkpaw opened one eye. “Dead cat...?” He mumbled quietly to himself. Slyly he got up and decided to follow them from a distance and figure out why Doepaw had been attacked by a dead cat... and why

Doepaw gulped, the stinging worsened at the gulp. She winced at the touch of the Tom but stayed still anyways. “I didn’t know that...” she mumbled. “wait I wasn’t bothering Coalpaw he wanted me...” she shook her head, it didn‘t matter not now at least. ”Jumpwing Will notice the scratch... what do I tell him?”

Cloudfeather's ears twitched at the sound of Doepaw. "You really shouldn't be bothering Coalpw," he stated simply as he skimmed over the herbs. "And yes, I know you were in there. Now sit so I can take care of that scratch. We need to go on a walk. We can't risk anyone hearing about this." He pulled out a dock leaf and began to chew it as he turned to approach. He spat the chewed leaves onto his paw and began rubbing it on Doepaw's scratch. "If you didn't learn this by now, they can hurt you in this world. It doesn't matter if it's in a dream. You'll wake up with whatever wounds those cat's deal you."

Doepaw got to her paws and cautiously headed around the back of the medicine den. “Psst cloudfeather?” She murmured quietly in hopes of not waking Hawkpaw or Coalpaw.

Cloudfeather watched, eyes widening as the action happened before his eyes. But before he could step forward to do anything about it, he awoke in his nest. The den was dark and he remembered once more that his blindness overruled in the physical world. The medicine cat shook himself and shifted in his nest. The scent of blood already filled the back of the den and he realised Doepaw had already been there. The tom got up from his nest and moved toward the holes of the wall where the herbs sat in the walls.

Cloudfeather was low, but among the stench of death was another living cat. He padded toward it, but carefully. Once he realised who it was, he answered her question in a whisper. "The Place of No Stars," he murmured. "A place for death and darkness where troubled souls exist."

Doepaw sat up and watched him. ”why would you look for more?” Meowed someone behind her. the she cat jumped. “I told you to stop looking.” At all fawn coloured she cat hissed at her, her voice low and wicked. The fawn coloured cat padded away. Doepaw jumped to her paws quietly and ran after her. “This is all a dream, why must you torment me?” She growled lowly, her voice containing an underlying threat. “The only one to torment you is yourself and your foolish mistakes.” The cat growled in return.

(omg cloudfeather should come outtttttt and be all like yo XD)

Coalpaw flinched back as Doepaw jerked awake suddenly. "Hey," his eyes hardened and he wondered what had happened. Doepaw looked scared. "Were you having a bad dream?"

Doepaw grinned. “Well since you pleaded for me to stay I guess I’m obliged too. So long as you don’t mind me sleeping beside you.” She purred playfully curling up beside him.

(he is such a sweetheart I can’t-)

Doepaw’s eyes danced along to the rhythm of his chuckle. it was comforting considering the situation they’d both been put in. She’d expected him to be bitter towards her resentful even. But if anything he seemed... happy? The she cat let out a long yawn. “I hate to leave you all alone but I’m exhausted. Mind if we continue talking tomorrow?” her voice came out in a soft purr, unintentionally.

Coalpaw purred. "Yeah I was surprised too when I found out fighting dosen't revolve arond strength alone. I mean, have you seen Mousestar? He can't be that strong." He couldn't help but to let out a chuckle, but it held warm amusement.

Coalpaw watched her walk over. His eyes began to reflect warmth in them as she told her about her training. For a moment, he started to imagine himself in her position, taining with Jumpwing again. The tom shook his head to clear it. "It sounds fun. Did you learn anything?"

"Don't leave," he told her, reaching out with a paw that just missed her tail. "Tell me about how your training went."

Coalpaw lifted his head. Doepaw's figure slowly began to become clear to him. "Tired," he murmured. "I was dreaming."

(IKK HE IS SUCH A SWEETHEART INSIDE)

The rustling of the den entrance woke Coalpaw with a jump. After she had left, Cloudfeather gave him a poppyseed to help him sleep a bit through the pain. Coalpaw blinked tiredly up at her. "Huh?" He mewed drowsily. "Doepaw?"

Jumpwing stopped as Doepaw dropped the butterfly. He looked down at it, just staring. Doepaw seemed oddly bothered about the insect's death. He looked at Hazelpelt and signalled her to go on. Once he saw the she-cat's back turned to him, he dug his claws into the earth, pulling back grass and dirt. He wasn't a digger, but he could make a tiny shallow hole in the ground. The tom brushed the butterfly into the hole with his paw and stamped the earth back over it. He looked at it for a moment before padding over it and heading after the two cats.

The she cat popper her head up and trotted back towards the warriors. The butterfly dangling in her jaws. She dropped the butterfly in front of the two. It was a light blue butterfly and quite beautiful to look at. “It just stopped flying.” She meowed. “Its dead.” She said solemnly. “you’re right we should get going, it’s getting dark.” And with that the she cat limped away.

Jumpwing blinked. "Did he say that?" He mewed, lost in thought. It could be possible, but Jumpwing himself would never admit to having a kittypet father if he ever did have one. Did Twigleg tell Coalpaw his father was a kittypet, or did the other apprentices just assume so? The tom stood. "I think we should be heading off now." He turned and began to pad back towards the camp.

Doepaw popped her head up from the heather. “Coalpaw said that his dad was a kittypet.” The she stuffed her tail in her mouth and skunk back down into the heather again. She shouldn’t have said that and she knew that but the she cat momentarily forgot herself. She spotted the butterfly and decided to chase it.

Hazelpelt giggled at the she cats nosiness.

J(I am loving this complicated story xD)

Jumpwing let out a displeased hum. He knew Twigleg stayed in the nursery with Jaymoon after Coalpaw became an apprentice, but had to return to her duties after Doepaw and Deerpaw left the den. It must have been hard for Jaymoon. The she-cat didn't have many other friends due to all the madness she spiraled into. Twigleg understood her pain, but Coalpaw was able to keep her sane. He supposed some hearts never mend. And despite Twigleg loving the tom as apprentices, she gave up the idea of having a relationship for both her friends' happiness.

He grimaced slightly as she mentioned the age of the kits' parents. Jumpwing was getting older, and kits didn't seem like they would be coming his way anytime soon. He figured it was okay. He was a busy warrior, along with Milkwhisper. Duties weighed heavily on their shoulders and they wouldn't have much time to spend enough time with a family. He shook it away quickly. "Deerpaw probably feels the same as Doepaw about their parents. But some choose to take the events in differently than others. The tom seems blinded by all the attention Doepaw is getting with her promotion and protecting her clanmates with no battle experience, he can barely recognize when he is being uplifted."

"Coalpaw is fortunate, in a way, but I'm troubled to see him grow up so fast," the tom mewed grimly. Jumpwing shook his head. "The whispers I've heard the other warriors and apprentices say about him. It's sickening. But... have you ever wondered if his father could have been Rockpelt?" He glanced over at the she-cat. "Scorchkit and Coalpaw had to have taken after their father, and it's not far off from everything I've heard. Twigleg and Rockpelt used to be so close before Jaymoon. Rockpelt didn't seem like the type to pick and choose his responsibilities, but he's the only tom who even slightly resembles those kits." He was curious, if it was a possibility that Twigleg hid it from him when he fell in love with Jaymoon. "But it's not impossible that she kitted with someone outside of BreezeClan, either."

(c'mon now Jumpwing you're just starting rumors lmao)

"Does she usually do this during training?" Jumpwing couldn't help but to let out a quiet chuckle as he watched Doepaw stalk through the frosted heather and jump toward the butterfly. "Coalpaw never acts like that," he told her. He couldn't help but think about the tom's father. Was that the reason for Coalpaw maturing so fast? Well, he wasn't exactly "mature," but he didn't do things other apprentices did at his age. He was humorous, but he wasn't the most playful type, more serious. "I haven't seen him play since he was in the nursery."

The tom was expecting Doepaw to hold back a bit, but despite the air being driven out of his lungs and staggering forward, and the slight pain that hit him, he was happy. Jumpwing took a breath and turned around. "Good! You almost had me down completely, which is better than nothing. You'll still have the element of surprise on your side. Keep training as a hunter, and you'll become stronger and stronger." The white and brown tom sat down. He still had a bit of pain biting at his back, but he ignored it. "Take a rest if you'd like. You've done a lot already."

Jumpwing shrugged his shoulders. "Okay. Now I know you probably want to move on to another move, but I want to see you finish the first one. You can try it on me this time. Not all your opponents will be Hazelpelt's size. This time, use as much force as you can." The tom turned his back. He knew this was only a training exercise, but he wanted to see Doepaw's full potential, and he could handle the blow.

Jumpwing nodded, bobbing his head from left to right with a shrug. It was her first time, so he wasn't expecting a very good performance, but it wasn't the worst he had seen either. "Good, but not good enough," he told her. "Your stance was nice, but the performance could use a little wok. Remember, we aren't hunting rabbits. Instead of pouncing on your victim, you'll want to study the distance between you and the enemy." Jumpwing sweeped the apprentice to the side with a nudge of his paw. He stood behind Hazelpelt. "See how I'm close enough to strike a blow, but if she were to turn and try to hit me from her position, she would miss. Follow my movement." The tom spun around, his hind paws offering Hazelpelt's back a quick, but gentle training blow while focussing his front paws on the earth. "So see, if this were a real fight, I would have driven my full weight and force down on Hazelpelt and she would have fallen to the ground. She would be in shock at the sudden attack and not know what her next move would be, and it will give you enough time to pin her." He gave Hazelpelt a thankful dip of his head. "Now try what I showed you."

"Okay Hazelpelt, turn your back to Doepaw. This is an easy sneak attack." Jumpwing sat down and curled his tail over his paws. "Doepaw, you will want to crouch down and pretend you're hiding. Your enemy shouldn't know you're there. If they hear or see you, this tactic won't work and they will have an advantage." His whiskers twitched from the cold as he watched the two.