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  1. Wingpaw
    March 26, 2017 at 2:37 pm

    THE REVOLUTION

    PROULUGE
    Wingpaw opened his eyes. “Greypaw what do you want?” He asked tiredly.
    “Time for a hunting patrol.” Greypaw nosed his friend.
    Wingpaw nodded and stood and the two apprentices walked out of the camp side-by-side.
    “Amos! Ivystorm! Sandclaw! Go hunting. You two can join them.” Ashheart called to the two apprentices and the three warriors.
    All five cats nodded and walked out of camp, sniffing the air for any scents of prey. A bitter scent caught their attention.
    Fox! Wingpaw unsheathed his claws.
    Amos narrowed his eyes and flicked his tail. “Greypaw, go get Snowflash’s patrol.” He ordered.
    Greypaw nodded and dashed away.
    “Sandclaw, Ivystorm, take the first attack. Wingpaw go hide.” Amos growled.
    “I can fight a fox!” Wingpaw protested.
    Amos shot him a glare. “Go hide.”
    Wingpaw sighed and climbed a tree.
    “Attack!” Yowled Amos once the fox was in sight. The fox growled at them and lunged for the cats.
    The three warriors were blurs as they fought the fox, blood spilling from both sides.
    Snowflash, Stone, Settail, Creampaw, and Greypaw launched themselves into battle.
    ‘No fair! They get to fight but I don’t?! I’ll show them.’ Wingpaw let himself drop from the branch he was clinging on.
    The fox opened its mouth and caught Wingpaw, snapping its jaws shut.

    “Wingpaw! C’mon Wingpaw!” It was a warrior who seemed to be formed from stars.
    Wingpaw looked back at the battle. “I…”
    “C’mon.” The warrior nudged Wingpaw up into the stars.
    When they entered, they were swamped by sights and scents and noises.
    “StarClan.” Wingpaw whispered.
    The warrior nodded. “Yes. What would you like your warrior name to be?”
    “I…” Wingpaw flattened his ears. “I don’t deserve a warrior name.”
    “Sure you do! You were brave and loyal.” The warrior pressed against the smaller tom.
    “Wingclaw. After my father.” Wingpaw’s eyes narrowed.
    The warrior nodded. “I am Duskmoon. I was the brother of your father. He should be near the Seeing Pond.”
    The two warriors walked to a small pond where a ginger tom and a white she-cat sat next to.
    “Father!” Wingclaw yowled. “Mother!”
    The two cats looked up and ran towards him. “Our son!” They cried.
    Storm clouds darkened the sky. Wingclaw stiffened. His father growled. His mother unsheathed her claws. Duskmoon bared his fangs.
    “Father… what is it?” Wingclaw whispered. “An omen?”
    “No. Something worse. A warning. A warning to StarClan.” His father growled.

    ——————————–
    Hey fellow Clanmates! I just want to tell y’all that I have decided to switch up the plot. It will have some Ham Ham references (sorta kinda) but it won’t be what I was planning. May StarClan light your path!

    • Drizzleflash
      March 26, 2017 at 3:56 pm

      Nice job, Wingpaw! I can’t wait for the rest! 🙂

      • Wingpaw
        March 26, 2017 at 5:14 pm

        Thank you!

    • Sundance
      March 26, 2017 at 6:59 pm

      It’s awesome so far!!! 😀 (What were you planning before?)

    • March 27, 2017 at 12:12 am

      Awesome! I can’t wait for more! 😀


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    • Lily That Shines Like Dawn
      March 27, 2017 at 12:57 am

      This was great! I wonder what inspired you to do Wingpaw in your story, it sure is a great name! 😀

      Love it! Can’t wait for Chapter One! 🙂 <3


      Be-claws I Said So

    • March 27, 2017 at 1:54 am

      Great chapter! It seemed like Wingpaw was dead at first 😛

      Ashheart is canon 🙂

  2. Clover Fox (Steppy)
    March 26, 2017 at 4:33 pm

    CHANCE
    Chapter Two
    ~

    THE VIGIL IS LONG and boring to some. But to me, it passes like a flash. I remember the feeling when Cloudrose announced there was nothing she could do for Grayflower, the feeling of wanting to rip the pale gray and cream pelt of the medicine cat and slash her throat, giving her the wounds Grayflower got and died from.

    Foxpelt stares at his mate in grief and anger and he pads into the nursery, probably to get Petalkit to say her last goodbyes. As if she would understand. I bury my nose in Grayflower’s fur, my eyes closed. I don’t cry though I desperately feel like it. Maybe it’s because I don’t want my Clanmates seeing me weak. True warriors move on. I step back from my mother, and turn around to see Foxpelt nudging Petalkit to Grayflower; the little she-cat’s eyes widen as she sees my mother’s limp body and she seems to recognize the scent. Petalkit begins wailing and rather than comforting her, Foxpelt leaves to talk to Shiningstar.

    Nobody does anything until Wolfclaw speaks, “The elders and her loves ones may bury her. The rest of you, go back to your dens and get rest. Cloudrose will come by for each of you and trea-”

    “Actually, can I have them all out here so it’s easier for me to see which injuries are more serious?” Cloudrose asks.

    Wolfclaw doesn’t hesitate. “Of course, Cloudrose. Whatever is easiest for you.”

    I feel my claws poke out of their sheathe. Now we’ll have no room for the actually important vigil! I watch the elders gently lift Grayflower’s body and carry her out of the camp. I hesitate, then look back at Petalkit who is following them, a determined, yet grieving look on her flawless face. Every now and then, she stumbles – she’s not used to being out here. I walk over to her and gently nudge her back on her paws every time she falls and she blinks gratefully at me every time. I finally give up and carry her the whole way.

    “Here,” Berrystorm says, placing a paw on a sequoia. I remember when I was her mentor, she loved training by this tree. She would’ve wanted to be buried here.” So the elders dig out a fair hole and set her in, Petalkit and I watching. “Goodbye, Mommy.” Petalkit whispers as the elders begin covering her body and Lightwind curls her tail around us. But instead of looking down at her body, I look up at the stars. The rumors are that once a cat dies, for that whole night, a star would shine brighter than usual. But I don’t see one. All the stars look dull gray to me, no spectular, majestic sheen visible. What a lie.

    I look over at Petalkit who is staring up at the sky in awe, and I wonder what she can see.

    ~

    2 moons later…

    Foxpelt has a new mate. Her name is Lilyclaw who’s had a crush on him since they were kits. Now that Grayflower has died, she’s made her move. I can’t believe Foxpelt just threw my mother away like that. Actually, I can believe it.

    My father is not a good cat.

    I avoid the couple at all costs and Petalkit? Petalkit just treats them like them being together isn’t scandalous, isn’t wrong. As if Lilyclaw could replace Grayflower. And they treat her like she is their daughter. And I don’t exist. At least, not to Lilyclaw. I’m still there for Petalkit, of course. And unfortunately, Foxpelt too.

    I sigh and walk into of the nursery to get sleep. Lilyclaw has moved in there to care for Petalkit and me (or so she tells the Clan because we all know she is really there to make Petalkit ditch all her memories of Grayflower. I am not included). I fall into my nest, a separate one that I claimed. I chose not to share one with Lilyclaw and Petalkit, and neither of them questioned me, thankfully.

    I look up and see Petalkit playing with a daffodil, I remember Foxpelt dropping it off for her. Lilyclaw watches her lovingly, but I want her to back off. I want to tell her to get her own kits, to leave my sister alone. Maybe I will say those things one day.

    Who knows?

    • Duskpaw (Duskblaze)
      March 26, 2017 at 9:54 pm

      “Who knows?”
      A great way to finish off such a sad chapter…
      AAAHHHHH MY EYES STOP TRYING TO SWEAT
      It was so well written! So sad!
      Poor Grayflower, and Petalkit…
      GRRRRR I DON’T LIKE FOXPELT
      HE’S A FOXHEART
      and LILYCLAW
      😠😡💢
      great chapter 😀


      Dusktape 😛

    • Clover Fox (Steppy)
      March 27, 2017 at 12:13 am

      Glad you like it 😀

    • March 27, 2017 at 12:18 am

      Nice chapter! Wow, it’s almost like Foxpelt doesn’t even CARE about Grayflower!!! I loved the ending, too. 🙂


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      • Clover Fox (Steppy)
        March 27, 2017 at 7:30 pm

        Maybe…but I’m glad you like it c:

    • Starlingpaw (Starling that sings in moonlight
      March 27, 2017 at 1:32 am

      That was one of the best fanfics I have ever read. Great job!

      • Clover Fox (Steppy)
        March 27, 2017 at 7:26 pm

        Really? 😀

    • March 27, 2017 at 2:01 am

      Gee, Foxpelt doesn’t seem to have the first idea about parenting or being steady 😛 great chapter!

      • Clover Fox (Steppy)
        March 27, 2017 at 7:29 pm

        Hmm….I still have yet to fully decide his past – but you’ll see a little bit of it in Chapter 3!

        • Duskpaw (Duskblaze)
          March 27, 2017 at 11:08 pm

          yay 😀


          Dusktape 😛

    • Silverkit (Silversong)
      March 29, 2017 at 2:35 am

      WOW Clover Fox! This is amazing! I feel bad for the POV character, and Lilyclaw and Foxpelt are horrible nasty fox-hearts, I can’t believe they’re actually trying to erase Petalkit’s memories of her own mother!! 👿😡😠
      This is REALLY good!!!!😃


  3. Wingpaw
    March 26, 2017 at 5:20 pm

    THE REVOLUTION

    Chapter one
    Fallenleaf nodded to Amos and Howl as he walked towards the fresh-kill pile. The brown tom picked up a mouse and brought it to the nursery. He laid it in front of Glowlight and her two kits. Seedkit looked up at him. “Fallenleaf can you tell us a story?”
    “Pleeeeeease?” Added Silverkit.
    “Now now. Don’t bother Fallenleaf. He still has to go on a border patrol today. Maybe after he gets back.” Glowlight purred.
    Fallenleaf dipped his head and walked out of the den.
    “Fallenleaf! You can join Jakestorm’s patrol.” Called Ashheart.
    Fallenleaf nodded and walked to the patrol waiting by the entrance. The patrol consisted of Jakestorm, Blazeclaw, Reedglow, Snowpelt, and Antface. The six cats walked out of the camp.
    “Oh great StarClan!” Reedglow spat. “Blazeclaw just go on already!”
    Fallenleaf sighed and passed the two cats. He walked next to Jakestorm. “Which border are we going to?”
    “The loner border.” Jakestorm answered, flicking his tail.
    The patrol soon could scent loners.
    “Greetings, Jake.” Called a brown tom.
    “It’s Jakestorm to you, Zach.” Jakestorm growled.
    “Oh my! I’m soooooo scared of a name.” Zach hissed. “Traitor.”
    Jakestorm’s eyes narrowed. “Where’s your patrol, Zach? Or are you such a mouse-brain you only brought yourself?”
    “I brought a patrol. But I have no interest in fighting you.” Zach answered smugly.
    “Then we’ll be on our wa-” Jakestorm scented the air.
    “You’ve been hunting on our territory!” Fallenleaf gasped.
    “So? There’s enough prey to go around.” Zach spat. “You don’t need all of it.”
    “StormClan, attack!” Fallenleaf yowled. He ran towards the brown rouge.
    “Attack!” Zack screeched. Multiple rouges closed in on the StormClan patrol.
    The two patrols fought vigorously.
    “StarClan help us!” Yowled a cat Fallenleaf couldn’t make out.
    “StarClan? StarClan is just a myth.” Zack spat. “There is no StarClan!”
    The ground lurched under Fallenleaf’s paws. ‘No StarClan?’
    “Capture Jake. And tell your Clanmates you can have him back when those who belong to us come back.” Zack snarled and his patrol walked off with Jakestorm.

    “QUIET!” Yowled Amberstar. “We will not give into that mangy dog-breath’s bee-brain’s demands.”
    “So we’re just gonna leave Jakestorm to rot?!” Caterwauled Zane, who had been Jakestorm’s apprentice.
    “No. We are going to stage a full attack. Tonight.” Amberstar’s eyes flashed.
    Fallenleaf saw a cat slink away from the large group.
    “Horsetail! Where are you going?” Amberstar growled.
    “I was going to get some… prey.” Horsetail mewed.
    Fallenleaf looked back up at Amberstar.
    “Sit down.” Amberstar hissed. “We will attack tonight. StarClan will help us to win!”
    ‘If StarClan is even there…’ Fallenleaf thought to himself.

    • Wingpaw
      March 26, 2017 at 5:26 pm

      QUESTIONS:
      1. What do you guys think of Horsetail? Was he really going to get prey or was he going to do something else?
      2. What do you think the storm clouds in StarClan meant?
      3. What do you think of the relationship between Jakestorm and Zack?

      • Sundance
        March 26, 2017 at 7:02 pm

        1. I think Horsetail was going to betray them! GASP!!! :O
        2. Bad bad bad bad bad things!!! 😛
        3. They seem to hate each other, hahaha, but maybe they can learn to be friends??? :’D

        I can’t wait for the next chapter!!!!!!!!!! 🙂

      • March 27, 2017 at 12:23 am

        1) I suspect he wants to warn the rouges. Who gets prey at the kind of time? 😛
        2). Nothing good!
        3) Idk 😛

        Nice Chapter! 😀


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      • Icekit
        March 28, 2017 at 10:04 pm

        1. I think he was going to find Jakestorm and Zach
        2. No clue
        3. Maybe brothers?

    • Duskpaw (Duskblaze)
      March 26, 2017 at 9:59 pm

      1. HORSETAIL IS GONNA GET THEM ALL KILLED BECAUSE HE GON BETRAY THEM
      2. something definitely not good at all
      3. I think there’s a lot of backstory there…. some long ago (or maybe more recent) feud
      (also Zack started out Zach then changed to Zack… 😛 )
      I liked it!


      Dusktape 😛

      • Wingpaw
        March 27, 2017 at 1:16 am

        I know. It was Zack, not Zach. :p

    • March 27, 2017 at 3:10 am

      I’m slightly confused, Zack said Jakestorm would be returned to StormClan when they returned the rest of the cats that used to be loners (assumingly Amos and Horsetail), but Jakestorm used to be one of them, so why would they return him, especially when there seems to be stuff between Zack and Jakestorm?

      1) Either warn the rogues or sneak off and join the rogues on his own (and warn them 😛 )
      2) Only sunshine and rainbows from now on! 😛 Dark times are coming? Beware a car with clouds in their name? StarClan is not pleased? Idk 😛
      3) Very interesting! They’ve gotta have history beyond Jakestorm used to be part of Zack’s group. That or Zack is like the leader or takes loyalty very seriously 😛

      Ashheart and Fallenleaf (Fallen Leaves) are canon 🙂

      • Wingpaw
        March 27, 2017 at 10:06 pm

        Fallenleaf, an OC I made is based off of Fallen Leaves.

    • Lily That Shines Like Dawn
      March 27, 2017 at 4:28 am

      1) I think Horsetail has ties to Zach, and if not, it would be the perfect plot twist.
      2) BAD BAd Danger BAD BAD EVILNESS
      3) Jake and Zach were probably friends before, and Jake joined StormClan, but Zach didn’t like that, so now they don’t like each other.

      Nice Chapter. 🙂


      Be-claws I Said So

  4. Bluebellkit
    March 27, 2017 at 9:16 pm

    The Missing Switch by Bluebellkit

    Chapter 3

    Alderheart was ready to share with StarClan and ask about the missing Switch. Hurry up Jayfeather meowed impatiently. When they finally reached the Moonpool Kestrelflight meowed I wonder if Puddleshine misses us or not. I don’t know but I hope he will be ok without StarClan meowed Alderheart. Come on the moon won’t stay up longer come on now meowed Jayfeather. Alderheart, Leafpool, Jayfeather, Kestrelflight and Willowshine were at the edge of the Moonpool shore while Mothwing watched them. Let us begin to share with StarClan meowed Willowshine. All the medicine cats all dipped their nose on the water. Hello? any cat here? Alderheart meowed. Hello there young one meowed a strange tom. Alderheart jumped when the tom said that then Alderheart turned around and saw a Fall colored ginger tabby tom with short fur, amber eyes and a white tip tail with big white paws. Who are you? questioned Alderheart. Alderheart saw Leafpool and Jayfeather appear in the pretty moor then he notice Kestrelflight talking to a small light brown tabby she-cat while Willowshine talked to a big long fur sliver tabby tom with green eyes. Who are you growled Jayfeather. Jayfeather calm down I know you are more grumpy because Mcdonalds were out of Chicken nuggets meowed Leafpool. I am Thunderstar first leader of ThunderClan meowed the tom. Please you must hurry and find the Switch quickly so we can play Breath of The Wild. Ok but what about the rouges? Alderheart meowed. That’s a small problem young one the missing Switch is more of a bigger threat Thunderstar meowed. We are still looking Thunderstar but still no Switch yet Leafpool meowed calmly. We will share the news at the gathering do the other clans know meowed Jayfeather. They do know Jayfeather meowed the ginger tom. i must go now but we will keep in touch and let StarClan light your path meowed Thunderstar. Alderheart saw his dream was becoming more blury but before he could go Alderheart meowed Wait! who were those other cats in my dream from last time. wait young one but the Switch is more important. Alderheart woke up at the MoonPool. We shared the same dream meowed Willowshine. I saw Riverstar. I saw Windstar meowed the WindClan medicine cat Kestrelflight. And we saw Thunderstar meowed Alderheart.Back at camp Alderheart saw some and heard some cats sleeping and snoring. Twigpaw was fast asleep and Sparkpelt was eating a tiny wood mouse and some Starbucks coffee. Some cats were on their phones. Alderheart wonder who took the Switch?

    To be contiued

    who do you think stole the Switch?

    • Duskpaw (Duskblaze)
      March 27, 2017 at 11:14 pm

      oooohhhh that’s a tough question… It’s hard, because I know about as much as the cats do
      maybe…
      It was one of the medicine cats
      Someone no one would expect, so know one considers it…
      “Jayfeather calm down. I know you’re more grumpy because McDonald’s was out of Chicken Nuggets”
      XD
      of course, that’s the reason 😛


      Dusktape 😛

    • March 28, 2017 at 1:15 am

      Sparkpelt 😛

      I love this FanFic! 😀


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  5. Clover Fox (Steppy)
    March 27, 2017 at 9:56 pm

    CHANCE
    Chapter Three
    ~
    MAYBE I WAS FOUR OR EVEN FIVE MOONS when it happened. I was told to go fetch moss for Lilyclaw and who other than Foxpelt would give this order? I decided not to rebel this time and instead, I go to the tree with the most rotten moss. I’ve seen it here for a few moons and thought it might be good to prank someone…but this is even better.

    I cringe as I scrape off the filth with my claws and I roll it up into a ball and carry it back. I’m dismayed to find that Foxpelt is right in front of the nursery, glowering down at me with his menacing amber eyes. “What. Is that?”

    “It’s moss.”

    “I mean, what is that?”

    I look behind me but just see the Clan eating and a few ears swiveled to eavesdrop on our conversation. I turn back and glare. “It’s moss.”

    “That is not moss! That’s slime. What were you planning to do to my mate, you little monster?”

    “I couldn’t tell the difference, they’re too similar,” I take a deep breath, ready to spill the hurtful words waiting on my tongue.

    “Foxpelt? Everything okay?” Lilyclaw pokes her head out of the den.

    “Yes, fine.” He waves her off and turns back to me. “Of course,” He spits. “Course you couldn’t tell the difference. Monsters like you see everything in a horrible point of view.”

    I can’t take it anymore; I start unsheathing my claws but Foxpelt snarls. “Don’t even think about it.” He cuffs my ear and storms away to talk to his friend, Nutclaw.

    I struggle back up to my paws and ball up the “slime” and store it underneath a larch branch making up the nursery. I might need this later. Hot tears sting my eyes and I turn away.

    No.

    Strong cats don’t cry.

    Therefore, I won’t. I’ve shed too many tears. I turn back to look at the eavesdropping cats who are watching me warily and I imagine clawing through their fur, grinning sinisterly as they beg for mercy. How amazing that feeling is. The feeling of cats that have wronged you to pay, falling to their paws.

    I wonder what that feeling’s called.

    ~

    I need to do something with my life. Moping around, watching Petalkit being showered with gifts from Foxpelt and eating chewed up food from Lilyclaw isn’t enough anymore. I need more. I want more. I deserve more.

    Maybe I should’ve played along in Petalkit’s game and acted like I’d forgotten about Grayflower too. Unless, Petalkit actually wants to erase Grayflower from her precious, tiny memory.

    Being a kit is horrible because now that Branchpaw, Rosepaw, and Azurepaw are out training all the time, I literally have nothing. Maybe I could visit the elders? There is nothing to do except listen to boring stories of them catching forty pieces of prey in one moon ‘back in the old days’. Just as I’m walking out of the nursery, an idea comes to me: I should ask about Grayflower.

    So I walk down to the den and peek in. “Oh hi there, Tansykit!” Lightwind exclaims.

    “Hello.” I say, trying to sound as tiny and innocent as Petalkit.

    “Are you here for a story?” Berrystorm asks.

    “Yes,” I take a deep breath. “Can I please hear about my parents?”

    “Of course!” Blazeheart says. “Shall we back to when Foxpelt and Lilyclaw were apprentices?”

    “What?” I raise my voice. “No! No, no, no. I mean Grayflower and Foxpelt.”

    The elders looked at each other in confusion. “But,” Lightwind starts. “isn’t Lilyclaw your mother now?”

    “But Grayflower gave birth to me.”

    “I have some stories about Grayflower when she was younger.” Berrystorm offers.

    I shrug. Why’re the elders being so confusing?

    “Or you could hear about Foxpelt, Grayflower, and Lilyclaw.” Berrystorm says.

    I nod, that didn’t sound bad.

    “Why are you confusing the young kit?” Blazetail asks. “She wants to hear how her parents met, right?”

    “Yes.”

    “So I will tell you; sit down.”

    I find a spot to sit – a rock platform so I could face all the elders, raised like a leader.

    Blazetail blinks. “When they were apprentices, your father was such a quick learner. Foxpaw learned battle moves quickly so he was always sent on border patrols to fight off in skirmishes. Graypaw, however was very good at hunting and picking up scents, she was always on the hunting patrols.”

    I take all this in, but what use is it to me? So my mother was a good hunter, aren’t there a lot of those?

    “Now go to the part about Lilypaw!” Lightwind hisses.

    “Lilypaw, Graypaw’s sister always had a little crush on Foxpaw and she tried to be “secretive” about it.” Blazetail continues.

    “How?” I tip my head.

    “She winked at him, and whispered about him. About that secretive. Anyways, Foxpaw didn’t really care for she-cats, he just wanted to be the best warrior he could be.”

    “Yet he has had two so far…”

    Blazetail coughs awkwardly. “Yes, ahem getting there. But Foxpaw did want cats serious about the Clan. Graypaw cared about the Clan greatly and offered to go out hunting at least three times a day as the Clan wasn’t getting enough. Foxpaw noticed this and often asked her to battle train with him and Lilypaw noticed that too. She tried to get Foxpaw to ask her by hunting well and he kind of did. But not really.

    “But Foxpaw and Graypaw just got closer and Lilypaw was super angry at her sister-”

    “Did Grayflower know Lilyclaw liked Foxpelt?”

    “I don’t think. No, Grayflower isn’t that heartless. I believe she loved Foxpelt too. Anyways, after they became warriors came the day when Foxpelt and Grayflower announced they were mates, Lilyclaw abandoned her duties for a moon, she never came out of her nest. She stayed cut off for a long time but would come out every now and then to sway Foxpelt but she would always fail and go back moping. But now, after Grayflower passed, Lilyclaw has your father, you, and Petalkit.”

    I stare at the elder, disgusted. I feel my claws out, sinking into moss, picturing it was actually Lilyclaw’s fur. How dare she try to make my mother unhappy? And get attention?

    “It’s a sad story,” Berrystorm starts. “but I’m glad she has someone now. And Grayflower must be happy that Foxpelt has someone.”

    “It is mysterious on why he took a mate a quarter moon after Grayflower’s death,” Lightwind says and soon the elders are lost in gossip. I turn and run out the den entrance and towards the safety of the nursery. I see Lilyclaw sharing tongues with Morningtail on the way and feel satisfied. I come into the nursery to see Petalkit, Branchpaw, Rosepaw, and Azurepaw playing. I pause, noting of how they don’t notice I came in. Then I turn back and walk to the back of the nursery, and stay there. Watching the sun set, the moon rise, the stars stare, judging me for everything.

    • Duskpaw (Duskblaze)
      March 28, 2017 at 4:30 pm

      I really like the story so far! I don’t like either of Tansykit’s parents. They’re mean
      If only Grayflower were still around 🙁
      It’s getting interesting!


      Dusktape 😛

    • March 28, 2017 at 5:43 pm

      Nice chapter! 😀 Foxpelt reminds me of Stormtail, a little bit.


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  6. Hazelwish
    March 27, 2017 at 10:10 pm

    Chasing Clouds – Chapter Six – Written by Hazelwish – Edited by Skypaw, Seapaw, and Songpaw
    //POV OF GOLDENKIT/PAW//

    Chapter Six
    “Shortleaf, Tigertalon, and Hollyspots, have Troutpaw, Rainpaw, and Jaggedpaw learned the ways of a warrior?”
    “Yes, Featherstar,” Shortleaf answered.
    “Most definitely, my leader,” responded Tigertalon.
    Hollyspots nodded.
    Featherstar began the ceremony on Rainpaw, making him Rainbriar, and then repeated it on Jaggedpaw, making her Jaggedfern.
    “My son,” Featherstar said, resting his tail on Troutpaw’s shoulders. “I have talked with Shortleaf, Driftberry, Spottedberry, and the elders. We all agree that you have potential for the clan, and you deserve a very high position. But, first you must train an apprentice. For that reason, the best kit from Squirrelshade’s litter will be your apprentice. But until then, your name will be Troutpelt!”
    “Troutpelt! Rainbriar! Jaggedfern!” the clan yowled.
    Goldenkit sat with her head down, looking at her paws.
    “Goldenkit, please come forward,” Featherstar meowed.
    The kit’s head shot up fast, and she looked sideways at her mother. Maplebird nodded and smiled proudly.
    Goldenkit looked back up at her leader and stepped forward, trying to look confident. Trying to look like her leader had randomly picked now to do her ceremony.
    “From this day forward, until she has earned her warrior name, this apprentice will be known as Goldenpaw.”
    Goldenpaw heard Featherstar pause, either for a dramatic effect, or he had not decided on a mentor for her. She rocked on her paws.
    “Her mentor will be Cherrystorm. I trust that she will pass on her energy, enthusiasm, and bravery onto you.” The ginger she-cat beamed with happiness as Goldenpaw rushed to touch noses with her. Cherrystorm’s brother, Beechdrop, gave his sister a brief congratulation, and then quickly walked away. Foxblaze, Littlepaw’s mentor, came and licked one of her ears before turning to talk to Littlepaw. Cherrystorm stood frozen with a goofy smile on her face for a while, then realized that Goldenpaw had been watching.
    “Um,” the ginger she-cat began as her green eyes flashed. “What do you want to know about first? We could look around the territory, practice hunting, maybe some fighting.”
    Goldpaw’s golden eyes widened. There was so much to learn! “Er, maybe the territory.” Cherrystorm nodded as someone called out her name.
    “Cherrystorm!” It was Pebblenose with Creekpaw. “Do you want to go on the dusk patrol with me, Creekpaw, Foxblaze, Littlepaw, and Troutpelt? Troutpelt is leading it.”
    Cherrystorm looked at Goldenpaw. “Are you up for it? I can show you the boundaries.”
    “Sure! Why not?” Goldenpaw hopped to her paws as she followed the patrol out of the camp.
    After walking for a while, an unpleasant odor hit Goldenpaw’s nose. “Blech! What is that?” She noticed that Creekpaw and Littlepaw didn’t have their noses scrunched up like her.
    “That is the scent of CaveClan!” Creekpaw squeaked matter-of-factly.
    “Those are the stinky, smelly, fox dung faced cats that live next to us!” Littlepaw meowed.
    Foxblaze looked at his apprentice and smiled as he put his tail over the small brown-and-grey she-cat. “Woah, let’s keep it down. We’re on a patrol. Don’t want to disturb Ruefrost and Tallpaw on the hunting patrol.”
    The brown-and-grey apprentice looked angry, then slumped over. “Alright.”
    The patrol continued on, Cherrystorm making sure that her apprentice processed all of the information. Before she knew it, Goldenpaw was heading to the fresh kill pile for something to eat before she was whisked away into her dreams. Foxblaze, Cherrystorm, and Littlepaw were sharing a large rabbit that Briarpaw had bragged about catching earlier that day.
    Creekpaw sat over with Tallpaw, sharing a mouse, while Rainbriar and Jaggedfern shared a vole. Goldenpaw noticed that Troutpelt sat with Finchbreeze, their pelts touching as they spoke. She couldn’t help but smirk.
    Goldenpaw grabbed a small bluebird out of the pile, marveling it’s beautiful feathers. No, she thought. This is food. That didn’t keep her from being guilty as she took a bite of the prey. She felt a tap from behind.
    “Hey, mind if I join you?” It was Rushpaw. Why wouldn’t he leave her alone?
    “Sure.” Goldenpaw sighed. The grey tom lay down next to her and took a small bite.
    “Thanks.” Rushpaw paused. “You got a pretty good mentor.” Goldenpaw thought that she caught a sound of regret in his voice.
    “Um, thanks? You make it sound like you don’t want Flamespots anymore.”
    Rushpaw looked around before staring at Goldenpaw intensely. “I regret ever wanting him, but don’t tell him that. Not that Firetuft is any better.”
    The new apprentice’s golden eyes widened. “W-what?”
    “Don’t tell anyone, but I have been training with Blossomscar. She’s a StarClan warrior,” Rushpaw said under his breath.
    “Blossomscar?” Goldenpaw questioned.
    “It’s a long story,” the grey tom said somewhat sheepishly. “Thanks for sharing.” He got up and walked away, leaving Goldenpaw dumbfounded.
    ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
    Gah, mostly shipping questions 😛
    1) DO YOU SHIP CHERRYXFOX OR LITTLEXFOX?
    2) TroutXFinch?
    3) Blossomscar, good kitty or bad kitty?
    MULTIPLE CHOICE
    What does Rushpaw think of Blossomscar?
    (A) Hates her
    (B) Just friends
    (C) VERY good friends
    (D) Romantic

    • March 28, 2017 at 5:46 pm

      Nice chapter! 😀
      1) Cherry X Fox
      2) If I remember correctly, no.
      3) BAD KITTY
      4) Either A or D


      🍫CHOCOLATE 🍫

  7. StORmY
    March 28, 2017 at 2:59 am

    So, I am going to try this…

    • Icekit
      March 28, 2017 at 10:07 pm

      What?

  8. Clover Fox (Steppy)
    March 28, 2017 at 10:44 pm

    CHANCE
    Chapter Four
    ~
    2 moons later…

    I’LL NEVER FORGET TODAY, the day I become an apprentice. I know. “All cats of DestinyClan, gather by the Fate Rock for a ceremony please!” Shiningstar yowls and I smooth my pelt one more time before walking out and into the front of the crowd. Cats step out of the way, a perfect line (or not so perfect. Cats can’t help it if their fat pelts get in the way), making me feel like I’m special, important).

    I wait at the front as more cats gather, my chin lifted. I can hear cats near by whisper praise at my grace. I turn gently when I hear a mew of protest. “But I look fine!” Petalkit whimpers. Lilyclaw doesn’t stop washing her pelt. “You need to look your best, darling. You are already fair but you must be extra special for your Clanmates today.” Petalkit pouts but she must be glowing inside.

    “Is everyone here?” The silver leader asks as Petalkit makes her way gracefully up to where I stand. “Good. Today is an important day where our kits have come of age to train into the wonderful warriors they’ll be. And in six more moons, we will have more warriors to join the…” I tune out for a moment to find two specific cats. There. Foxpelt sits beside Lilyclaw, their tails entwined as they gaze lovingly at Petalkit. My father looks up at me, anger flashing through his eyes into a glare. But I ignore him. I focus on Lilyclaw, acting like she can easily take Grayflower’s place. Acting like she is the rightful guardian of Foxpelt’s kits. My blood starts boiling but I keep a calm look as I turn back quickly just as Shiningstar calls my name.

    “Tansykit, please step forward.” I do as she says. “From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, your name is Tansypaw. Your mentor will be Spicefur.” I turn back and walk towards Spicefur who is already walking forwards to greet me. We touch noses and I lick her shoulder.

    “Petalkit, step forward.” Shiningstar says and I turn to watch my sister. “From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, your name is Petalpaw. Your mentor will be Snowmint.”

    “Tansypaw! Petalpaw! Tansypaw! Petalpaw!”

    Usually, if a cat doesn’t have a high rank in DestinyClan or isn’t well known, his kits have their names chanted once. If a cat is well-known and social, his kits get it twice, like us. Three times mean the cat is popular. Even more is reserves for the leader’s kits. I can tell Foxpelt is upset we didn’t get it thrice for his eyes are smoldering as Petalpaw and I make our way to our respective parent. “How dare those cats disrespect me? I catch prey for them, talk to them, trade with them, am from a well family and they give my kits two? Cats of my upbringing deserve five.”

    “That’s not possible, Dad.” I state flatly.

    He glares at me. “Learn to shut your mouth. And you are ordered to address me as ‘Father’.”

    “I’ll train well, Daddy,” Petalpaw says in her gentle voice. “I won’t let you down.”

    “I’m sure you won’t,” Foxpelt snaps. “I need at least one of my kits to do well and that’s going to be you.”

    I can’t help but notice as Petalpaw cowers that Lilyclaw is silently watching all this with loving looks at Foxpelt. She must think a father reprimanding his kits unjustly is sooo handsome.

    Foxpelt storms away, probably off to yowl at his gang for not doing three. But Lilyclaw doesn’t follow him. Instead, she smiles joyfully. “I’m so proud of you two!”

    “Excuse me?” I snap. “What do you mean, ‘proud of us’? You’re not our mother. Grayflower is our mother.”

    Lilyclaw stares at me, her jaw open, stunned.

    I start shaking my head and Petalpaw stares at me, her sky-blue eyes widening and I internally will her to keep quiet. I have things to say.

    “You watch us like we’re your kits. You spend every waking moment with Petalpaw,” I hurl accusations at her, but she doesn’t say anything. Not a word. “You want so desperately to take my mother’s place so you can snatch away Foxpelt just as she snatched him away long ago. You can’t get over things and when things don’t go your way, you mope around until my father chooses you over his faithful true mate. Have him if you want. Take him. But you’ll never be my mother, nor will you even think of being Petalpaw’s. Just stay away! Leave us be.”

    I finish harshly and watch Lilyclaw carefully ignoring Petalpaw’s stoney gaze. Her jaw is dropped and she stares at me as if I slapped her on the nose, and her mottled gray fur is bristling so high it looks like she’s arching her back in a yawn. Then she blinks her emerald eyes once and simply leaves. Petalpaw stares at me, crestfallen as if she doesn’t know I don’t just go along with any bad cat’s will, that I don’t know how to speak up for myself. As if I’m just like her.

    I turn away and stroll over to Spicefur, aware of what will happen to me if Lilyclaw or Petalpaw rat me out to him. “Shall we explore the territory?” She asks.

    “Of course.”

    ~

    So far, Spicefur has shown me the Training Sands, Shine River, and the Hunting Grounds. “Is this all there is to see?” I ask curiously, frowning because if this is all there is to the territory, DestinyClan is officially boring.

    “Ha! No,” Spicefur shakes her head, laughing. “These are just the main landmarks. You will see a lot more to the territory as you spend more time out of camp. But there is one more important place I can’t show you yet – the Fate-Cave.” Her eyes narrow at her last words.

    Is she teasing me? “Let me guess. I can only see it after passing some exam.”

    “No, you can see it anytime. I’m just choosing not to show you now.”

    I narrow my eyes. Is the black and white she-cat messing with me?

    “Alright, calm down Angry-Eyes, I’m thinking that maybe an impulsive cat like you needs to wait at least three moons before meeting StarClan.”

    “I’m six, why must I wait three more moons? And just what do you mean by impulsive?”

    “Aha! See, you always rush to speak before thinking it through. You just speak your mind and this is not the first time.”

    “What do you know about me? We hardly spoke until this-this morning.”

    “But don’t you think your Clanmates have observed you? How you always manage to anger your father – yes, I agree he’s quite a moody one but Petalpaw speaks with a soft tongue. You talk back to anybody and everybody.”

    “Who are you to judge?” I try to snap but end up whimpering,

    Spicefur’s amber eyes soften. “I know Grayflower’s death has been hard for you. But you need to soften up. Not telling you to get over it but-”

    “I’ve heard enough!” I start storming away.

    “Tansypaw, listen!”

    But I don’t. I run back to camp with all my strength, probably disrupting every prey waiting to be caught. Why must everyone treat me like this? What have I done to them? Now my mentor, my getaway, is against me too. For StarClan’s sake, must everyone judge me always? I tear into the camp and run to the apprentices’ den, falling into the nest I made yesterday for the next six moons.

    “Hey Tansypaw, how did your traini-Tansypaw?” Branchpaw starts.

    But I don’t listen. “Leave me alone, Branchpaw. For now.” Luckily, the brown tabby tom listens and steps out but not beforing whispering, “My first day wasn’t that upsetting…”

    I close my eyes and just think and cry. Why does DestinyClan have to be so cruel to me? Could BrightClan be better? But it doesn’t matter. I roll onto my back, staring at the blank den wall. I’ll teach them a lesson. I’ll make them feel sorry for what they’ve done.

  9. March 28, 2017 at 11:22 pm

    More Than Just Echoes
    Prologue
    Written by Russetfeather
    Edited by Wingpaw

    A thin white cat glanced around the nursery, his gaze finally resting upon a panting she-cat with three tiny kits lying at her stomach. “How is she?” asked Shatteredstream. “She’s doing well.” Acornflame, the healer, responded. “Three healthy kits!” purred Drizzlestorm, the kit’s father. “Lovely! They will be great additions to MapleClan!” Shatteredstream meowed. “Are you ready Pineshade?” he gently asked the tired she-cat. She nodded quietly and swept the three tiny bundles closer to him with her tail.

    He approached the smallest one first, a little black and white she-cat. “What’s her name?” He touched his nose to her pelt. He suddenly saw a graceful silver she-cat running through the tall trees that surrounded the camp. “Lilybreeze…” a quiet voice whispered from somewhere in his brain. Purring, he stood up and turned to Pineshade. “The soul’s last name was Lilybreeze. She was a great hunter and a valuable asset to the Clan.” Shatteredstream said happily. Drizzlestorm purred loudly and licked Pineshade’s ears.

    Next, Shatteredstream turned to the smaller of the two toms. As he lightly touched his nose to the kit, it mewed defiance and swatted his nose. “Look, he’s already a little warrior!” Drizzlestorm boasted proudly. Purring, Shatteredstream again gently pressed his nose to the kit. He saw a strong, broad-shouldered ginger tom in the midst of battle, bravely fighting off cats left and right. “Emberstrike…” his thoughts told him once again.

    Shatteredstream lifted his head and again turned to the kit’s parents. “This soul’s last name was Emberstrike.” he meowed. “Wasn’t he your grandfather Acornflame?” asked Pineshade. The healer purred and nodded. “He was a strong and talented warrior.” she responded. Drizzlestorm nodded proudly and puffed out his chest. Shatteredstream knew how proud the tom was at having such valiant souls in his kits.

    He then turned to the last kit that lay unusually still by his mother’s belly. He pressed his nose into the kit’s soft fur. His vision was suddenly clouded by shadows. Blinking, he looked around. Then suddenly, he saw a slim shape padding through the forest. Shatteredstream stared at the figure for a while, trying to make sense of what he saw. Then, the cat turned his head. Shatteredstream’s blood turned cold. A pair of unusually pale green eyes looked back at him. He didn’t even need the voice to tell him whose soul this was. He quickly stumbled away from the kit. “What’s wrong?” asked Pineshade worryingly. Shatteredstream only had to utter one word.

    “Swiftfire.”

    …….

    A/N: There is the prologue! Sorry it’s a bit short! This story is a collaboration between me and Wingpaw. We will be switching writing and editing duties every chapter or so. If you have any question please feel free to ask!


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