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  • Part 2: Berrynose

    Berrynose wasn’t really asleep. He smiled as Poppyfrost settled next to him, for he had a secret: he never truly loved Honeyfern, but he didn’t think that Poppyfrost felt the same way.
    That morning, he was chosen for a patrol; Poppyfrost lead it with himself and Mousewhisker. Mousewhisker lagged behind, trying to talk to his brother.
    “I saw Poppyfrost last night.” He whispered.
    “Uh- yeah, that-“ Berrynose stuttered.
    “Who ya gonna choose?” Mousewhisker laughed.
    Berrywhisker jumped. “Not so loud! Anyway, I- i’m not- s-sure.” He mumbled, but he failed at concealing his secret.
    Mousewhisker bounded ahead. “Hey Poppyfrost! Berrynose has something to tell you!”
    Beerynose threw a dirty look at his brother, but now seemed as good a time as any.
    “W-w-will you be my mate?”
    Poppyfrost looked started. “Yes!” She breathed.

    Edit: oops sorry I flipped the page part 1 is on the other side.

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  • New story, this one’s about the clans in the very very future(where I don’t have to think of something to write about that’s happened differently or have to remember every warrior alive at that moment)

    I will write it next after I send this one.

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  • Book 1.

    Series name: The Drips Of Amount

    Book name: Blood echoes

    Chapter 1

    Jaykit wrestled playfully with his sister, Silverkit. Their apprentice ceremony was only one day away. He had been waiting a long time. Finally it was only tomorrow although his mother Spottedfern had said not to be focused on that cause then time will pass quickly, it felt as if a moon had passed and all the other apprentices had come to be senior warriors. Jaykit knew that wasn’t true but the feeling latched hold of him. Then a screech sounded from nowhere.
    “What was that?” Silverkit shivered.
    All the other warriors seemed to realize too. Lightstar erupted from his den immediately, padding down the rocky staircase, he called to his deputy. “Badgerclaw, organise a patrol, I need to know what that was.” Badgerclaw knodded agreement. Jaykit turned his gaze on his sister. “Let’s watch through the nursery, It might be something bad.” He suggested. Walking over to the nursery they headed in. Peeking through the brambles with Silverkit beside him he managed to see Badgerclaw heading off with Acornfur, Blazetail, Goldenflight and Pebblewing following closely. A few moments later they returned along with the dawn patrol. A snowy white cat was dragged through the entrance.
    “Whitefeather, shes- she’s dead…” Badgerclaw seemed to hardly realise what he was saying, because every cat knew Badgerclaw cared for her very deeply. Dustpaw and Flintpaw were their parents. Jaykit felt as if his jaw could drop off, Whitefeather dead? The news rang in his head. That was murder, whatever it was and that’s just the beginning…

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  • Blood Echoes

    Chapter 2
    After being apprenticed to Redpelt Jaypaw had learnt a few fighting moves with Silverpaw and Acornfur. The news of Whitefeathers death still lingered around the camp, Badgerclaw especially. He hadn’t been himself lately and Lightstar seems to keep getting worried. Jaypaw stretched his muscles letting his strength get a hold of him.
    Redpelt was doing a hunting session with all the apprentices, padding out of the den he saw all the others gathering at the entrance to the camp. “Okay, so is everyone here?” Redpelt asked. “ Flintpaw, Dustpaw, Jaypaw… yes everyone is here Redpelt.” Silverpaw mewed. “Okay, good. Remember Jaypaw, use the moves I showed you, they’ll help.” As they headed through the Thorn-tunnel Jaypaw focused on the hunting moves Redpelt had demonstrated. After entering the fresh forest Redpelt called to the apprentices. “Flintpaw I want you to the Windclan border check if anything is there. I want you Jaypaw to go to the ancient oak, you might find something there, Silverpaw you could try near…” his voice trailed off as Jaypaw leaped through the forest, finally reaching the ancient oak Jaypaw stopped as he saw a trail of blood around the bottom of the oak. Following the trail it led to a bush close by where a cat lay. Dead on the grassy floor.

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