A Dark Prophecy Part 17

Riverpaw awoke to cool sunshine beating down on her pelt. Stretching and yawning, she got up and padded outside. Looking around for Flamepaw, who was not in the den, she was disappointed to see he wasn't out here either. She went over to Shadowfang, "Shadowfang?" she asked the she-cat. "Yes?" Shadowfang said while focusing on building up a tear in the nursery wall, most likely hooked by a rouge warrior. "Did you send Flamepaw out on a patrol?" she meowed. "No, sorry, I haven't seen him" Shadowfang replied. Riverpaw read Shadowfang's mind and saw she truely didn't know. She padded over to Swiftwing's den and sat beside Icefang who had a serious gash on both of his sides. She sat there until Shadowfang called for a hunting patrol. It was lead by Lunabreeze, and Roseflower, Amberheart, and herself followed. They split up in search of prey. Riverpaw followed a squirrel and started getting nearer to Night Cave. Pouncing into a bush after it, her claws missed the warm body by inches. She had been distracted,...by Flamepaw's scent...along with rouge. She sat there shocked until Lunabreeze found her, holding two fat mice in her jaws. She dropped them and meowed "No fresh kill? Riverpaw, this is a hunting patrol, not a..." She was cut off by Riverpaw's shocked voice "Flamepaw's and some rouges scent...on the bush..." Lunabreeze's eyes widened and the rest of the patrol came in. "Amberheart go to camp and get some help, we will wait here until it comes" Lunabreeze ordered. Amberheart raced off while the others warily glanced around, clearly uneasy. Riverpaw couldn't think, all she could do was breathe in Flamepaw's fear scent...