Hansel and GretelIt was a chilly evening the night we met her, as if the wind had predicted the coldness in the witch's heart and the intimidation in her brilliant, hypnotizing golden eyes. Of course, at the time, Hansel and I did not know of the beautiful woman's evil. We did not know our soon-to-come demises and our unhappy endings.Hansel and Gretel
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It was the first snow of the winter season and as the sky grew dark, the air chilled. Hansel had forgotten to gather firewood, and he had to go out searching for some in the woods on this night.
"Please." He has begged, "If I carry my sword and the lantern, I won't have any room for the wood. I need you to come. Please, Gretel, please!"
"No." I said, my nose high in the bitter air. I had spent the entire day inside, sewing our new quilts, and now Hansel expected me to go gather old wood with him? I didn't think so!
"Gretel, please be reasonable. We will freeze to death without some fire. And if we are separated at nighttime, the wolf will come around and eat at least one
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"There are too many bodies to bury. By the time they're all buried, SerpentClan will strike again." Tigerstorm said, the thick-furred tabby tom gazed over the bodies with a horrified face. Rainheart flicked her ears, acknowledged the tomcat's observation. "What are we going to do with them all, then?" Sweetstorm said as she stood over the body of her limp mate. Her voice was higher, as if her neck had been tightened. Rainheart could smell tear-scent on her. Rainheart sighed.
Drizzle fell from the blackened clouds. The thunderstorm from the previous night had stopped the fires, but it didn't stop ClawClan's territory from being charred and it certainly didn't stop the deaths of her Clanmates. Rainheart's heart screamed in her chest. Am I really cut out to bring this mess back to life?
Eonpaw, Coalpaw, and Iceheart, led by Sparrowwing, entered the burnt-away camp. The hunted party looked crestfallen when Eonpaw padded forwards, the only one with prey in his jaws. The golden appren
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When Rainpaw and Faithblaze returned to camp, Rainpaw's ears picked a sudden mewled noise as it came from the nursery. She dropped her kill at the fresh kill pile and trotted over to the nursery, the fat mouse she had caught hanged limp in her jaws. Rainpaw flicked away the overhanging bracken with her tail. The scene was delicate and beautiful: Crowheart and Dovestorm, side-by-side, watched their newly born kittens suckle. Raspberryheart was cleaned away herb scraps with her paws when she saw Rainpaw come in. She smiled. "Rainpaw, hi. Dovestorm's kits were just born, do be careful around them. And if you don't mind, Dovestorm had a really rough kitted. Do you mind giving her that mouse?" Rainpaw dipped her head yes and padded forwards. The raven-black tom, curled around his majestic white-coated mate, was the first to look up at Rainpaw, who dropped a mouse at Dovestorm's paws. "Thank you." He murmured in his deep voice, sincere gratitude lighted his eyes. Dovestorm thanked Rainpaw as
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Rainkit stood alone in a burnt cleared as an enormous fire trapped her. She let out a cry of fear, hoped a senior warrior would hear, but no one came. Suddenly, the flames parted and a broadshouldered, amber-eyed she-cat with short black fur climbed into the cleared. Rainkit recognized her as Featherheart, the SerpentClan deputy. She viewed the cleared for a moment, then her gaze landed on Rainkit. Rainkit arched herself, prepared to attack. She growled and arched her back till it hurt. Featherheart just gave out a blood-curled screech that seemed to be a laugh. Rainkit cried and shed a single tear, wondered what lie ahead.
Featherheart stepped aside to welcome an enormous tomcat with dark green eyes and a ruffled russet pelt. He smelt of death and the swamps. Rainkit recognized the tomcat Ragestar, the leader of SerpentClan. He bent down, stared into Rainkit's tiny blue eyes. He suddenly licked Rainkit's forehead.
Rainkit sat up in her mossy nest, her pelt prickled with fear and