Poisoned Fangs, Scenes 11-14: A friendship on the brink of ending

Summary:
Marshpaw walked into camp, pride and nervousness prickling at his paws. He hoped he did well during his assessment, though he was sure that he did. He clutched a fat squirrel in his jaws and two mice dangled from his teeth. He sat them down onto the prey pile and puffed out his chest with pride. A voice caught him by surprise. “How’d your assessment go?” Weaselpaw was staring at him.

"oh Weaselpaw" they said looking over at her "I don't know" he said 'i hope I did good!' Marshpaw smiled

Weaselpaw grinned back at him,  but her face seemed forced. “I bet that you did. That’s a pretty plump squrriel.”

"yeah!" Marshpaw said "I'm pretty proud of myself I hope I passed I can't wait to be a warrior!"

Weaselpaw’s claws slid out onto the grass. “Yeah.” She suddenly burst out into a raging yowl. “You will just love moving on and forgetting about me!”

"what?" Marshpaw said "you're my best friend!" They got up holding back their anger "it's not like you're not going to be a warrior soon!" He said "you'll be a warrior a moon after me at the latest!"

Weaselpaw let out a screech. “I don’t have a moon to wait to become worth something!” She leaned in toward him, so close that he could feel her unsteady breath. “You’re gonna pretend I don’t exist and that I’m just a kit who follows you around!” Weaselpaw lashed out at him, slashing her claws across his cheek. “Leave me then! They all do!” She turned away from him and stalked off with a last sad growl. “I hope you’re happier without me dragging you down.”

"Weaselpaw wait!" Marshpaw called before realizing that he couldn't get her to change her mind

Pigeonpaw walked out on the commotion, her dark eye circles noticably seen.

"wha, what's going on here?" she yawned

"nothing!" Marshpaw said holding back tears before running into the apprentice den

Weaselpaw pushed Pigeonpaw roughly and shoved her out of the way. “Get out of the way, Pidgeondung! No one wants to hear your sob story!”

Pigeonpaw flinched, she it wasn't the first she was snapped at but, it still hurts everytime when some cat does. She walked over the fresh-kill pile hoping some food would make her feel better. pigeonpaw thought on contantly as she ate her prey, a thought came rushing to her

"should i kill myself?" she looked around, it's not like anyone with notice...

She shook off the thought

Weaselpaw stalked out of camp her tail lashing. She burst through the exit and began running as fast as she could. She didn’t know what direction she was going in, and she frankly didn’t care. She let her paws take her as far as they would before she collapsed with exhaustion. She laid on the forest floor, panting. She heard paw steps behind her and she turned with a hiss. “Go away Marshpaw I don’t want your pity!” “I’m surely not Marshpaw, Weasel.” A sharp tom’s voice mewed from a bush. Weaselpaw backed up, fearful adrenaline pushing through her tired feet. “Get away from me!” She began running again, tears flowing down her cheeks. “I won’t go with you!” The toms paw steps grew faster and she could almost feel his breath on her tail. She let out a screech as she felt her tail being tugged back and she tripped. She fell down and hit her chin with a thump. The darkly colored tom loomed over her, his amber eyes dull. “Now will you calm down! I’m not here to chase you around again! You came into my territory, Weasel!” Weaselpaw hissed at the large tom, “Don’t call me that! I’m Weaselpaw, and I’ll never go by that name again! I don’t want anything to do with you Mantis!” Mantis squinted, “Atleast stay for prey! You look starving!” The dark tom grinned at her, making Weaselpaw disturbed. “I don’t need your prey, I was clan born and I plan to stay that way!” Mantis sighed, “You were always a stubborn little one, Weasel. I’ll let you go, but only if you promise to visit me every once and a while.” Weaselpaw groaned, “Fine! You bad excuse for a cat!” She stood up and stalked back toward her clan. She would go back to her clan, though she didn’t want to. She would do anything not to be near her father right now.

Kinkstar mewed loudly to call the clan and got into meeting tent. Cats came quickly and sat down. Kinkstar looked over to see Chivetail and blushed a little. Chivetail smiled and dipped his head at him. Kinkstar gazed around at the assembled cats and didn't see Weaselpaw poor Marshpaw, his crush left him and won't even be there for his warrior ceremony. Marshpaw came over with the other cats not as quickly he couldn't get weaselpaws words out of his head  "I call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice" Marshpaw glanced at the other cats he saw his father watchomg him with pride "Marshpaw do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect your Clan even at the cost of your life?" Kinkstar stared down at Marshpaw "yes" Marshpaw answered "then by the power of starclan I give you your warrior name you will now be known as" kinkstar paused for a second "Marshstep" the entire clan cheered. His father rushed over to them to congratulate him "I wish weaselpaw was here" they thought. Kinkstar waited for people to stop cheering and watched as everyone congratulated Marshstep. Once it died down, he left the rock and Chivetail followed him.

fogkit ran out of the nursery

"hey, Marshdoug i'm going to be an apprentice soon! so you better watch out for your tail because i'm going to rip it right off! hehe!"

Hazelblaze gripped fogkit by the scruff.

"Come back, Fogkit!" Hazelblaze mewed, pulling her back into the nursery. She set her on to the moss and layed down, lapping at Fogkits fur with her tongue, purring

Marshstep watched as fogkit was dragged into the nursery before walking over to the apprentices den to say bye to skypaw and pigeonpaw of she was there they would like to apologise to weaselpaw he walked into the den and skypaw looked over "Congrats marshpa- marshstep" skypaw said marshstep walked in "I just wanted to say bye since I'm not going to be sleeping in here anymore" skypaw looked over at his ex-denmate "it's not like I'm never going to see you' skypaw teased "I'm going to be a warrior soon anyway" marshstep almost felt happy " you better go get a nest made" skypaw said marshstep got up to leave "and have fun on dawn patrols!" Skypaw called after them

Pigeonpaw turned her gaze away, suddenly the air grew cold. A tiny snowflake landed on her nose

"a-choo!" she rubbed her nose, it looks like leaf bare is coming