A W O K E N

Dustcall's ears pricked up slightly, walking threw Shallowclan territory for some mourning hunting, his paws felt the mourning's dew hit his pads as he passed burly oak trees along the dusty path. His nose pricked up in surprise a strange and awkward sent, he carefully followed it and halted to a brief halt upon a small clearing, a puny looking tom was swatting it's creamy white paws at a scarlet red butterfly, the milky white tom's deep blue collar bouncing off his chest and in the air each time he batted into the frigid air. Trees danced in the gentle cold breeze, the butterfly's fluttering wings swatting along the sides of the unknown tom's paws.

He carefully crawled by a bush, his claws unleashing for a little talk and hiss at the kittypet looking tom, then he leaped forward, his shoulder fur fluffed and his fur spiked up to look bigger. The milky white tom stared at Dustcall and  bursted into MRROWS of laughter, then he looked up at him. "If your trying to be freighting, it isn't working, sorry." he meowed calmly, his dull looking eyes locked on Dustcall's cold blue eyes.
Dustcall blinked, surprised. He lowered his fur and sat down, 'Well, I'm D-" before he could finish his lovely sentence, the other tom replied "Your Dustcall, and I'm Timeward." he mewed softly, his whiskers swaying in the breeze.

"How--?" Dustcall meowed and paused when Timeward heaved his boney shoulders up. "I'll be off now..., hope your father Otterp- I mean Lakeheart have a nice day!" he mewed, "Wait!" Dustcall meowed and bolted to Timeward, slipping in front of him. "Otterpaw?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.  "No, no..." Timeward meowed, backing up slightly.

Dustcall stepped forward, "What did you say?" he spat at him, his neck fur fluffed and spiked up. Timeward blinked, "Otterpaw is dead!" Timeward hissed at him, Dustcall blinked and took a step forward, "How?" he asked. "I-- pushed him, he was going to die from the shot-- but it looked to painful-" he didn't finish his sentence, pain rushed threw him, he let out a gasp, and turned his cheek, the warm ooze of his insides-- blood rolling and dripping onto the ground, "What was that bloody for!?" he yelled at Dustcall.

Dustcall stared at him, "You murdered my father!?" he spat at him, "No no I mean I ha-" Timeward felt his back slam against a tree, staring at Dustcall's icy blue eyes.

"You murdered my kin," he murmured harshly at him, and raised his claw, Timeward stared at him, feeling the warm liquid drip down his chest, he stared at the gash, blood splashing down onto the grass, now the oozing red. "Wow, your such an idiot." Timeward mewed softly. Dustcall raised his eyes at him, ".., Why?" he asked. "Because! Skunktail is dyeing, and I know how to fix him." Timeward purred in amusment, a rusty purr. Dustcall let out a yowl of anger and boomed his claw at Timeward's head.

The tom let out a scream, Dustcall was to angered to hear the agonizing scream and rammed the tom into the tree, "You murdered EVERYONE!" he let out a scream of anger and slammed his claw at the tom's stomach, feeling the warm ooze drip down Dustcall's cheek.

Timeward was letting out screeches, making Dustcall's ears furl up onto his head.

He felt fur down his paws, Dustcall stared at the white tom coughing and spluttering, blood splashing out his mouth, his eyes slits. His collar had been ripped off, the blue collar laying on the ground. Dustcall turned to it and trotted up to it, gripping it in his grasp, he slammed his paw onto it rapidly until it looked like a deep blue blur.

Dustcall walked off, turning back to the tom, then kept trotting off.

-- A few moons later --

Skunktail grew worse, the medicine cat said nothing can help him, Dustcall watched Leafdew sob by her brother's side.
Then a little whisper went in his ear.

" I won . "