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After a long wait, I have finally finalized the allegiances for Stream Falling #1: Civil War! Hope I got everything right!
ShadowClan
LEADER
Stormstar- small, long-furred dark gray tabby tom with amber eyes and a scar across nose.
DEPUTY
Icedapple- short-furred white she-cat with very pale, hardly visible gray spots, pale blue eyes, and a feathery tail.
MEDICINE CAT
Birchflower- tall, short-furred pale ginger tabby she-cat with pale green eyes.
APPRENTICE, STREAMSONG
WARRIORS
Silvermist- pale silver-and-white she-cat with white flecks, dark blue eyes, and a scar down flank.
Robinsong- long-furred dark brown she-cat with green eyes.
APPRENTICE, BEEPAW
Flarestorm- thick-furred dark ginger tabby she-cat with green-gray eyes.
Kestrelsong- broad-shouldered dusky brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes.
Mistbreeze- small dark silver tabby she-cat with green eyes and tufted ears.
Coppershine- long-furred orange-brown (coppery) she-cat with green eyes and black flecks.
Flamesky- long-furred pale orange tabby tom with pale blue eyes.
Flowerleaf- gray tabby she-cat with a white underbelly and paws and green eyes.
APPRENTICE, FROSTPAW
Birdstorm- white she-cat with amber eyes and long whiskers.
Dapplefeather- long-furred tortoiseshell she-cat with a white underbelly and green eyes.
Dawnflame- thick-furred pale ginger tabby she-cat with dark blue eyes.
Ivyfrost- slender black she-cat with green eyes.
Oakstorm- short-furred pale brown tabby she-cat with bright green eyes.
Crowblaze- small but broad-shouldered short-furred black tom with amber eyes.
APPRENTICE, PEBBLEPAW
Rowanfall- ginger tabby tom with blue eyes and a fluffy tail.
Whiteflash- thick-furred white tom with black flecks and blue eyes.
Firebreeze- ginger she-cat with white patches and green eyes.
Tawnyfeather- long-furred tawny-golden tabby she-cat with a fluffy tail and amber eyes.
Rainfrost- slender, short-furred gray she-cat with white flecks and green eyes.
Dustbreeze- long-furred brown tabby tom with amber eyes.
Hollyfall- thick-furred black she-cat with gray tabby patches and amber eyes.
Crystalsong- very pale gray, almost white, she-cat with pale blue eyes.
Vinepetal- small golden brown tabby she-cat with dark green eyes.
APPRENTICES
Streamsong- small dark gray tabby tom with dark blue eyes; medicine cat apprentice.
Beepaw- thick-furred yellow tabby she-cat with black paws and ears and green eyes.
Frostpaw- short-furred black-and-white she-cat with amber eyes.
Pebblepaw- small dappled dark silver tabby tom with dark green eyes.
QUEENS
Icedapple- short-furred white she-cat very pale, hardly visible gray spots, pale blue eyes, and a feathery tail; deputy (mother to Skykit, a pale blue-gray tabby she-cat, and Ravenkit, a small, short-furred black tom)
Snowheart- long-furred white she-cat with green eyes (mother to Shadekit, a very dark gray, almost black tom, Beechkit, a thick-furred brown tabby tom, and Hazelkit, a slender brown-and-white she-cat)
Berryshine- thick-furred dark gray tabby she-cat with darker flecks and dark blue eyes (mother to Rosekit, a gray-and-white she-cat with amber eyes)
ELDERS
Leafshade- dark golden brown tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Mistfire- thick-furred dark gray she-cat with darker flecks and dark blue eyes.
Mouseclaw- small pale gray-and-white patch-furred tom with pale amber eyes.
Hazelstripe- thick-furred dark golden tabby tom with hazel eyes.
RiverClan
LEADER
Applestar- sleek golden tabby she-cat with green eyes and white patches.
DEPUTY
Brightflame- thick-furred ginger-and-white she-cat with amber eyes.
MEDICINE CAT
Blizzardfrost- very pale gray tom with white patches and flecks and dark blue eyes.
WARRIORS
Dawnbreeze- pale golden tabby she-cat with bright green eyes.
Echosplash- long-furred dappled dark gray tabby she-cat with dark blue eyes.
Minnowshine- short-furred pale brown tabby she-cat with white splotches and brilliant blue eyes.
Icemist- short-furred white she-cat with gray patches and amber eyes.
APPRENTICE, REEDPAW (small reddish-brown tom)
Streamfrost- thick-furred gray tom with pale blue eyes.
Cherrycloud- dappled pale ginger tabby she-cat with darker flecks and green eyes.
Stonefall- short-furred dark gray tom with dark amber eyes and slightly paler patches.
Troutfrost- stocky, long-furred stone-gray tom with dark blue eyes.
APPRENTICE, FIREPAW (thick-furred ginger tom with black ears and paws)
Ivyflower- sleek short-furred gray-and-black she-cat with dark green eyes.
Emberdapple- thick-furred dark gray she-cat with darker spots and dark amber eyes.
APPRENTICE, GRASSPAW (pale gray she-cat with white patches)
Waterlily- pretty, slender pale silver tabby she-cat with darker paws, ear-tips, and tail-tip, pale blue eyes, and small paws and ears.
Bluefire- thick-furred blue-gray tom with darker spots and ears, large paws, a stocky form, and dark amber eyes.
APPRENTICE, LILYPAW (pale brown tabby she-cat)
Snowfall- soft-furred fluffy white she-cat with large paws and pale green eyes.
Owlstorm- small, sleek silver tom with black stripes and ear-tips, a white muzzle, belly, and tail-tip, and dark blue eyes.
Leafsong- bright ginger tabby she-cat with darker ears, paws, and tail-tip, a long, fluffy tail, and leaf-green eyes.
Mistberry- small, thick-furred dark gray speckled she-cat with small ears, paws, and a long, fluffy tail. She has pale amber eyes and darker ear-tips.
Lionflight- thick-furred pale ginger tabby she-cat with a white muzzle and underbelly and deep blue eyes.
Icesky- Thin, slender, short-furred pure-white tom with ice-blue eyes.
Ashdapple- thick-furred dappled dark gray she-cat with small ears, a long, thick tail, and dark green eyes.
Whitedawn- thick-furred pure-white she-cat with one black ear and sky-blue eyes.
Rainmist- sleek gray tom with darker speckles, dark blue eyes, and a long, thick tail.
Ravenshade- slender black tom with dark gray ear-tips and spots, dark blue eyes, and small paws.
QUEENS
Duskbreeze- long-furred dark ginger tabby she-cat with dark green eyes (mother to Rainkit, a short-furred ginger she-cat with blue eyes, and Streamkit, a dark gray tabby tom with blue eyes)
Mothfall- slender pale gray she-cat with small paws and green eyes. (mother to Mistykit, a slender pale gray-and-white she-cat, Splashkit, a dark brown tabby she-cat, and Wolfkit, a thick-furred pale gray tom)
ELDERS
Redblaze- short-furred dark ginger tabby tom with dark green eyes.
Eagleheart- brown-and-white tom with amber eyes.
Swiftsplash- slender, short-furred black-and-white she-cat with ice-blue eyes.
ThunderClan
LEADER
Swiftstar- broad-shouldered, thick-furred black tom with white patches and green eyes.
DEPUTY
Darkbird- short-furred dark brown tom with black patches and amber eyes.
MEDICINE CAT (this is supposed to be bolded and it’s tagged correctly so idk why it’s not :/)
Hollyheart- slender black she-cat with bright green eyes
APPRENTICE, BERRYPAW (small gray-and-white she-cat with amber eyes)
WARRIORS
Thrushfang- broad-shouldered, thick-furred sandy-brown tom with brown flecks and pale blue eyes.
APPRENTICE, SHADEPAW (thick-furred dappled dark gray she-cat)
Sorrelshade- small dappled pale gray she-cat with amber eyes.
Squirrelfire- thick-furred dark ginger tom with bright green eyes and a white chest and tail-tip.
Frostfall- slender, short-furred white she-cat with pale gray patches and amber eyes.
APPRENTICE, TAWNYPAW (long-furred pale golden tabby she-cat)
Nightbreeze- slender black she-cat with dark green eyes.
Dawnwhisker- lean dappled ginger she-cat with pale green eyes and white ears.
Mouseshade- short-furred pale gray-and-white tom with pale green eyes.
APPRENTICE, MORNINGPAW (small dappled cream she-cat)
Pinesong- short-furred dark brown she-cat with dark green eyes.
APPRENTICE, STARLINGPAW (sleek black tom with very dark gray patches)
Grassfeather- pale brown tabby she-cat with a darker belly and paws and green eyes.
Ravenstorm- lithe black she-cat with a white belly, paws, ears, and tail-tip.
Briarleaf- small golden tabby she-cat with white patches and amber eyes.
Mudflower- broad-shouldered brown she-cat with a paler belly.
Swallowblaze- short-furred ginger she-cat with blue eyes and darker flecks.
Bluefeather- dark silver tabby tom with darker flecks and dark blue eyes.
Silverpetal- sleek silver she-cat with white flecks and pale blue eyes.
Oakwing- slender pale brown she-cat with black stripes, ears, and paws.
Shimmerpool- thick-furred black she-cat with gray, white, and paler flecks, and pale blue eyes.
Foxsplash- lithe reddish-brown tabby tom with black splotches and blue eyes.
Amberdawn- slender, dappled red she-cat with short fur, a long, thin tail, and sky-blue eyes
Sandblaze- thick-furred pale ginger she-cat with darker flecks, ears, and paws, pale green eyes, and a white muzzle.
QUEENS
Snowberry- thick-furred white she-cat with black speckles and green eyes. (mother to Sunkit, a short-furred ginger tabby she-cat, Lilykit, a small brown she-cat, and Rowankit, a black-and-white tom with amber eyes).
Dewshine- sleek dappled dark gray she-cat with green eyes (mother to Blazekit, a pale ginger tabby tom, and Amberkit, a slender ginger she-cat)
ELDERS
Adderstrike- broad-shouldered reddish-brown tabby tom with green eyes.
Silverdawn- soft-furred pale silver she-cat with white flecks and amber eyes.
Yellowflower- small yellow tabby tom with darker paws, ears, and flecks, and blue eyes.
WindClan
LEADER
Ivystar- slender dappled golden tabby she-cat with dark green eyes.
DEPUTY
Gingerdawn- thick-furred bright ginger she-cat with darker flecks and pale amber eyes.
MEDICINE CAT
Morningflight- cream-furred tom with white patches and pale blue eyes.
WARRIORS
Dustcloud- short-furred brown tom with white flecks and blue eyes.
Flamedapple- light ginger tom with darker ears and paws and green eyes.
APPRENTICE, BREEZEPAW (small white she-cat with black ears)
Cloudfire- thick-furred white tom with ginger tabby patches and pale blue eyes.
APPRENTICE, FERNPAW (black-and-white she-cat with amber eyes)
Darkstorm- sleek very dark brown tom with black patches and amber eyes.
APPRENTICE, CLOUDPAW (fluffy white tom with amber eyes)
Owlshade- dark gray she-cat with white patches and amber eyes.
Emberdapple- dark gray dappled she-cat with dark green eyes and a torn ear.
APPRENTICE, ASPENPAW (brown-and-white tabby she-cat)
Twigflower- slender pale brown tabby she-cat with white patches and leaf-green eyes.
APPRENTICE, STORMPAW (thick-furred dark gray tabby tom)
Vinesong- small dark gray tabby tom with dark green eyes.
Mossypool- broad-shouldered cream-furred she-cat with white flecks and green eyes.
Starlingsplash- short-furred black tom with very dark gray flecks and dark blue eyes.
Icefeather- lithe white she-cat with small paws and ice-blue eyes.
Ambershade- small, lithe golden-ginger she-cat with green eyes.
Redblaze- slender dark red tabby tom with black flecks and bright amber eyes.
Spottedfeather- tortoiseshell she-cat with pale blue eyes and a fluffy tail.
Swiftwater- slender, short-furred black she-cat with brilliant blue eyes.
Applefall- white tom with pale gray tabby patches and hazel eyes.
Littlefoot- small gray tabby tom with darker patches and one very small paw.
Squirrelfeather- lithe dark ginger she-cat with black patches and blue eyes.
Crowshade- thick-furred very dark gray tom with black patches and brilliant blue eyes.
Harebounce- short-furred pale brown tabby tom with a long, thin tail with a black tip, black underbelly and ear-tips, and pale amber eyes.
Berryfeather- lithe dark ginger tabby she-cat with a short, thick tail and bright blue eyes.
QUEENS
Flowersong- ginger-and-white she-cat with green eyes (mother to Vinekit, a ginger tabby tom, Yarrowkit, a yellow-and-white tabby she-cat, and Rabbitkit, a fluffy ginger tom)
Lightningsplash- slender, short-furred yellow she-cat with darker flecks (mother to Poppykit, a red tabby she-cat, and Leafkit, a brown tabby she-cat with white patches)
ELDERS
Mousefrost- small dusky brown tabby tom with white patches and amber eyes.
Quickbreeze- slender pale brown tabby she-cat with darker flecks and dark blue eyes.
Swiftstorm- broad-shouldered, short-furred gray-and-white tom with pale amber eyes.
Lilyflame- long-furred pale ginger she-cat with white flecks and green eyes.
Rainheart- golden brown dappled she-cat with blue eyes.
Cats Outside the Clans
Aqua- blue-gray she-cat with green-blue eyes, white ears, and a fluffy, white-tipped tail.
Dark- short-furred, broad-shouldered dark brown tom with black patches and green eyes.
Snowy- long-furred, fluffy white she-cat with black ears and blue eyes.
Ember- silver-and-black tabby tom-kit with pale blue eyes.
Lake- small pale gray tabby tom-kit with white patches and green eyes.
Aspen- fluffy white she-cat with dark gray tabby points and golden eyes.
Leaf- flaming orange tom with leaf-green eyes and white paws.
Stream- gray tabby-and-white she-cat with green eyes.
Sky- pale gray tom with ice-blue eyes and white ear-tips.
Shadow- golden brown tortoiseshell she-cat with white-tipped ears, tail-tip, and paws, and hazel eyes.
Bright- brown tabby she-cat with white paws and amber eyes
Mossball- fluffy gray-and-white cat with blue eyes
Celestia- tall, short-furred white she-cat with brilliant blue eyes.
Eagle- black tom with azure-blue eyes.
Darky- sleek black she-cat with bright green eyes, and one white paw and white-tipped tail.
Willow- gray she-cat with a darker stripe down back, tail, and muzzle, and green eyes.
Lupine- dark smoky-gray she-cat with darker spots, gray eyes, and a white dash.
Stormy- long-furred dappled dark brown tabby tom with blue eyes.
Gecko- orange-and-white tabby she-cat with bright green eyes and curled ears.
Frost- silver-and-white she-cat with frosty blue eyes.
Raggs- tall golden-brown she-cat with green eyes
Blackberry- short-furred pure-black she-cat with dark amber eyes.
Tomato- red tom with white splotches and bright green eyes.
Dawn- orange tabby she-cat with bright green eyes.
Vanilla- slender white she-cat with black flecks and dark green eyes.
Peony- chestnut-brown she-cat with white patches and pale green eyes.
Seashell- small golden brown tabby she-cat with dark blue eyes.
Swirl- short-furred black she-cat with dark gray “swirls” and dark blue eyes.
Panther- sleek black tom with midnight-blue eyes and a long tail.
Aster- black she-cat with one ice-blue eye and one violet eye.
Night- black she-cat with a white belly, muzzle, and a long white-tipped tail, and dark green eyes.
Cloud- white she-cat with black paws, belly, and muzzle, and icy blue eyes.
Owl- light brown tabby she-cat with white stripes, paws, and chest a fluffy tail and bright green eyes.
Rain- silver tabby she-cat with blue eyes.
Red- reddish tabby tom with blue eyes.
Winter- white tom with black blotches and dark green eyes.
BLOGCLAN CAMEOS:
Aspen(kit), Stream(paw), Shadow(paw/leaf), Winter(paw), Rain(paw), Red(ice), Willow(pool), Owl(heart), Night and Cloud(Shadowpaw/fox), Panther(paw), Aster(paw), Dawn(heart), Raggs, Frost, Gecko, Dark, Eagle, and Mossball. Thanks guys!
Ooh, yay! I can’t wait for the next chapter to come out! 😀
Thanks! I have about a third of it done, so it shouldn’t be long! 😀
*Raggs(RaggedOak), Frost(flower), Gecko(flower), Darky(Darkkit), Eagle(claw). Edit feature doesn´t seem to be working, sorry guys 🙁
Wavey this is amazing! All the cats are so descriptive!
Aw, thanks <3
WOOO exited
Awesome! 😀
Love the names! 😀
Thanks! 😀
I like the sound of Firepaw can the warrior suffix be Heart
Rosesong’s Prophecy:
Chapter 16: Play fights and elder’s tales
Rosekit saw dawn and stood up. She stretched out then turned around to see Thornkit and Breezekit wrestling. “Breezekit! You’re supposed to roll on your back!” Thornkit squealed, pinning her down. Breezekit pushed away from him with a grunt. “You’re ruffling my fur Thornkit!” Breezekit hissed. “Forget your fur! We’re supposed to fight!” Thornkit retorted. Rosekit’s fur prickled with annoyance. “Breezekit, when you’re a warrior you can’t worry about FUR!” Rosekit hissed at her. Thornkit’s face lit up when Rosekit came. “Wanna play? Breezekit is bad at it.” Thornkit meowed as he flicked his tail to Breezekit. “AM NOT!” Breezekit retorted. Thornkit glared at her but ignored her. “Sure!” Rosekit meowed. She did not hesitate and immediatly leaped at him. Thornkit rolled over and pinned her down with a glimmer of amusment in his eyes. “Rosekit you can’t just-” Before Thornkit could finish, Rosekit kicked his stomach and sent him flying. “I know, I know, I can’t just pounce at you.” Rosekit purred with amusment, finishing his sentence. “How many times have I said it?” Thornkit asked, tilting his head to the side. “HAS to be everytime you ‘train’ us.” Rosekit replied. “Do you know where Riverkit is?” Thornkit meowed, changing the subject. Rosekit flicked her tail towards the elders’ den. “Probably in there, but don’t force him to come.” Thornkit nodded and looked in the distance. Rosekit tried to tackle him again, but his senses came back and he dodged. Thornkit ran at her, but she covered her tail-tip in dirt and swung it at him like he had taught her to. While Thornkit was trying to clear the dirt out of his eyes, she leaped on him and pinned him down. “Beat by your own trick!” Rosekit gloated. “Get off me!” He squealed. Rosekit turned and leaped off him, then licked her paw and brushed it over her face. Thornkit got up and continued to clear the dirt out of his eyes. Breezekit strolled over to join them, and started grooming her fur also. After Thornkit finished clearing the dirt, he stood up and yawned. “I am going to sleep. Sitting vigil is exhaughsting.” He announced. “Well, Flowerheart, Briartree, and Swiftfur had to do the same.” Breezekit meowed. “And theirs was silent.” Rosekit added. “Doesn’t change the fact I am sleepy.” Thornkit retorted. He padded away to the nursery where he disapeared. “Wanna listen to elder’s stories?” Breezekit asked. “Sure!” Rosekit replied. She padded into the elders’ den where Goldkit and Riverkit were sitting beside eachother listening to Losteye. “Hello you two, have you come to listen to stories?” Twistedfoot meowed, who had curled her tail around Riverkit and Goldkit. “Yep!” Breezekit replied. She padded over and sat by Riverkit, and Rosekit soon joined her. “Losteye! Can you tell them about the big cat clans?” Goldkit asked. “Of course I can! Would you like to hear about them?” Losteye replied. “Yeah!” Breezekit meowed. “Well, the main one was Lionclan, They were golden with beautiful manes. They were the strongest of them all.” Losteye explained. “Then there was Leopardclan. They were golden also, but with brown spots.” He meowed. “And Tigerclan, they were orange with black stripes.” He finished. “They sound very pretty!” Breezekit meowed cheerfully. “They were very pretty, Breezekit. But they were also MUCH MUCH MUCH bigger than us. Even bigger than a twoleg!” Goldkit told her. “That’s correct, Breezekit!” Twistedfoot praised. Goldkit’s eyes brightened up and she licked her chest fur. “Lionclan was the strongest, Leopardclan was the fasted, and Tigerclan was the sneakiest.” Losteye explained. “Thank you for telling us about them.” Breezekit yawned. “I feel like all of you are tired, why don’t you go and have a nap?” Twistedfoot suggested. “Thank you for telling us the stories. I am tired and I am going to sleep.” Rosekit meowed. She padded out and into the nursery and laid down beside Thornkit.
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So……………… Yeah. It’s been a while. Well, it’s because I had it halfway finished, and I took a break, and accidently deleted it. But, IT’S HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay I will stop talking so it is out soon. K bye.
Great chapter!
Thank you!
Nice chapter! Thornkit seems to be pretty rude.
Thank you! Thornkit is actually a really nice character, he was just tired in this one. 🙂
Yeah, I can see. XD
Yay! It’s here! I always thought of TigerClan as the slyest but I guess they mean the same thing. Love it!
Thank you!
Where did my name go?
Warriors Series 5.5: Echoes of the War
Book 6: Silent Sacrifice
Chapter Four
Silver moonlight spilled onto the snowy forest, making the snow seem to sparkle with starlight. But Blazeheart felt no awe at the sight. Instead, the warrior was filled with grim determination as he padded beside his Clanmates, trudging through the snow and walking pelt-to-pelt to keep warm. Another full moon had arrived, and it was time once again for the Gathering.
Ambertalon padded beside her mate, her pelt brushing against his, as the Clan traveled through the snowy moorland. She had been chosen to come along to the Gathering for the night, but Silentstorm had decided to stay in camp with her kits. That was fine by Blazeheart; there was work he needed to get done at the Gathering, and it would be all the easier without Silentstorm there. Duskpaw padded beside her mentor, tail curled with delight as she trudged through the snow. Lilyfrost and Dovewing were nearby as well, their apprentices Stormpaw and Graypaw beside them, both apprentices lashing their tails in excitement.
Blazeheart knew the three apprentices were excited to attend the Gathering tonight, because it had been a moon since they had seen their sister, Dewpaw. After their mother Blossomfall had died in the fire that tore through the forest, the four young cats had been taken in by Silvershine of RiverClan. The gentle queen had cared for the ThunderClan kits like they were her own, and after the Clans had returned to their own territories, Dewpaw had chosen to join RiverClan to be with her adopted mother. They weren’t the only ones; Blazeheart knew that Badgercloud looked forward to seeing his old friend Foxfoot, who he had lived with for seasons as a rogue, and Littledaisy had said something about wanting to see Aspenpaw and Palestripe again.
A small flicker of worry flashed in Blazeheart’s mind. The Clans had gone their separate ways after winning the lake back from the rogues, but they had lived together for several moons before that. Their young cats had grown up together, and the older cats had formed close bonds with their enemies. Even Blazeheart felt a sense of relief at the thought of meeting with the cats of the other Clans again. How were they supposed to stand loyal to their separate Clans when they felt like Clanmates with their enemies? How were their warriors supposed to defend their Clan first when the lines between Clan and Clan had become so blurred?
Blazeheart forced his worried thoughts to the back of his mind as the patrol passed over the RiverClan border. Not long after that, they reached the pebble bridge leading onto the Gathering island. The cats began crossing one by one, Blazeheart carefully leading his apprentice across to the other side. As soon as Duskpaw’s paws touched the ground, she padded away, calling a greeting to a fluffy tortoiseshell. Stormpaw and Graypaw hurried after her, the three ThunderClan apprentices eagerly greeting their RiverClan littermate. Dewpaw purred as her littermates surrounded her, tail curling in pleasure.
The pale tabby was soon joined by Ambertalon, and together the mates padded further into the clearing. RiverClan had already arrived, as had ShadowClan. Badgercloud was already chatting with Foxfoot, their apprentices Beetlepaw and Snowpaw sitting beside them. Cloudshade and Aspenpaw called a bright greeting to Littledaisy as she approached them, and Ripplewing bumped muzzles with Slushfoot with a purr. Blazeheart watched his Clanmates greeting their enemies like friends, feeling the same flicker of unease as before.
“Blazeheart!” The tabby turned, relaxing as he saw a familiar tortoiseshell trotting towards him. He touched noses briefly with Specklefoot, giving a small purr of greeting. “Is your sister here?”
The tom shook his head. “She’s looking after her kits,” he explained. “But actually, there was something I wanted to ask you about.” He glanced at Ambertalon, mewing, “Would you mind if I talked with Specklefoot alone?” As much as he hated to shut Ambertalon out, she didn’t already know about the prophecy, and it wasn’t for him to give away Silentstorm’s secret.
Curiosity flickered in Ambertalon’s gaze, but she simply gave a quick, “Sure thing,” in response. The tiny queen turned and padded away, leaving Blazeheart alone with the pale tortoiseshell.
“What did you need to ask me?” Specklefoot asked, looking curious. The tortoiseshell’s belly was already starting to grow round with her kits. She and her mate Dewfrost had found a tom to help give them kits, expected to be born very close to each other, that the she-cats could raise together. They hadn’t revealed who the tom was, preferring to be the only parents their kits knew. From how round her belly was, she was less than a moon from kitting.
With his mate gone, Blazeheart let his tone grow more urgent. “It’s not just you,” he told the queen. “I want to talk to Eeltooth and Darkbreeze too, and Lightfoot. It’s about the prophecy.”
Specklefoot’s ears flicked back in surprise, but otherwise she didn’t react. “I think I saw Eeltooth talking with some of my Clanmates,” she mewed. “I’ll bring him to where we usually meet with Silentstorm during Gatherings. You know the place?” Blazeheart gave a small nod. He had confronted his sister meeting with Eeltooth behind the patch of brambles, where Silentstorm and her friends liked to meet out of sight of their Clanmates. “Good. If you can find Lightfoot and bring him, we’ll just have to wait for WindClan to show up so we can get Darkbreeze.”
“Sounds good.” Blazeheart gave a friendly flick of his ear as Specklefoot began to pad away. Once she had been swallowed up by the crowd, the tom turned away, sniffing around for his Clanmate. He was able to locate Lightfoot after a bit of searching. The light brown tom was in a group of warriors from the three Clans present, chatting quietly with Tigerlily. While the tom was still shy and quiet around most cats, he had gained confidence in his moons as a warrior, and he already knew the former rogue well.
As Blazeheart drew near, he heart Tigerlily mewing brightly, “The new apprentices are taking to their training really well. Buffy’s been letting me help out with Cinderpaw’s training sessions. I think she likes helping the new members feel included in the Clan, and showing them how Clan life works.” Tigerlily’s green eyes were bright, though her sleek pelt hung over a too-thin frame as she chatted with the ThunderClan warrior. The former rogue seemed to be settling into Clan life well, considering that she had been trying to help Breeze destroy them only a few moons ago.
Both cats looked up as Blazeheart joined the group, as did the other cats gathered nearby. “Hello, Blazeheart,” Tigerlily purred. Along with Lightfoot, Blazeheart had been one of the warriors who had given Tigerlily and her campmates training for a moon and a half before the battle, in an effort to win allies from Breeze’s own campmates for the battle to come. He gave a friendly mew in reply. “How’s the prey running?”
“As well as it can, considering it’s leafbare,” Blazeheart answered carefully. As much as he liked Tigerlily, he didn’t want to reveal ThunderClan’s weakness. It wasn’t like it wasn’t already obvious to see, however. Every ThunderClan cat in the clearing had ragged pelts over bony frames, their gazes dull with hunger, even more than the other Clan cats. He knew it was no secret that ThunderClan’s forest had been destroyed by the forest, and was still recovering. But instead of greed or disdain in the eyes of the other Clan cats, all he saw was sympathy. Nearby, Silvershine was sniffing Blossomfall’s kits over with eyes wide in concern, the better-fed Dewpaw looking surprised at how ill-fed her littermates were. Oddtail and Graycloud were mewing in an encouraging tone to Russetpaw and Foxpaw, and Tawynpaw was listening as Yewpaw spoke with a worried expression. They’re worrying about us like Clanmates, Blazeheart thought, not like weakened enemies.
The tom gave a quick shake of his head, trying to push away his dark thoughts as his gaze flitted to Lightfoot. He mewed to Tigerlily, “Do you mind if I borrow my Clanmate for a while? There’s something I wanted to ask him.”
Lightfoot blinked curiously at Blazeheart, but didn’t protest. “Not at all,” Tigerlily mewed. “See you later!” She gave a friendly flick of her dark tabby tail as Blazeheart started to lead Lightfoot away. The two toms padded through the snowy clearing, Blazeheart leading the younger tom through the brambles in front of Silentstorm’s meeting ground with her friends.
Specklefoot and Eeltooth were already waiting there when Blazeheart and Lightfoot pushed through the brambles. The tortoiseshell was sitting beside a clump of ferns, Eeltooth sitting next to her with his thick pelt fluffed out against the cold. Both cats looked up as the ThunderClan toms arrived, Lightfoot’s ears flicking back in surprise. “What’s going on here?” Lightfoot asked, glancing uneasily at Blazeheart.
“There’s something I need to talk to all of you about,” Blazeheart told his Clanmate. “It’s about the prophecy.” Lightfoot’s eyes widened in surprise. “But we have to wait for Darkbreeze to get here first.”
Lightfoot flicked an ear uneasily. “Shouldn’t we wait until we can talk to Silentstorm too?” he asked. “I mean, it’s her prophecy.”
“And there are cats other than us that know about the prophecy now,” Eeltooth pointed out in his gruff mew. “Why is it just us?”
The RiverClan warrior was right – it wasn’t just Silentstorm’s friend who knew about the prophecy. Breeze had apparently known about the prophecy, and had told some of his campmates about it. When Night had started recruiting cats from her camp to betray Breeze, she had told them about the prophecy in order to convince them Silentstorm could help them defeat Breeze forever. All of those cats who had been from Breeze’s camp knew about the prophecy now. But Blazeheart had no desire to include all of those cats in future discussions about the prophecy. This was just for the cats who were closest to Silentstorm to hear.
“Silentstorm clearly wants the prophecy to stay secret to some degree,” he said in a low mew. “Other cats may know about it, but I think we should keep this just between Silentstorm’s closest friends, for now. I’ll explain more, but I want to wait until Darkbreeze is here.”
No sooner had he spoken when the sound of new paws thundering onto the island sounded, and the scent of hares and moorland flooded the clearing. A few moments later, a dark gray tabby stepped through the brambles, her belly round with kits. Darkbreeze gave a bright mew of greeting, with a cheery wave of her tail, as she stepped past the brambles. She blinked curiously as she noticed Blazeheart and Lightfoot. “Oh, hey there. Is Silentstorm here?”
“She’s at camp with her kits,” Blazeheart explained. “But I wanted to talk to you, and all of Silentstorm’s friends.” He glanced around at the gathered cats, mewing, “Now that you’re all here, we can start.”
Darkbreeze’s ears perked curiously as she sat beside Eeltooth, pressing against his thick pelt to keep warm. Lightfoot sat on Specklefoot’s other side, his amber gaze wary. Looking at the cats around him, warriors of all four Clans huddling together like Clanmates, Blazeheart wondered at how much things had changed since he was an apprentice. When he was in training, the Clans had been clearly divided, and Silentpaw’s friendships with enemy warriors had been a point of argument between the littermates. He’d never thought he’d be the one gathering Silentstorm’s friends together on her behalf.
“Alright,” Darkbreeze mewed. “What exactly did you want to talk to us about?”
Blazeheart sighed. He sat in front of the gathered cats, sweeping his tail around his paws. “It’s about the prophecy.” Darkbreeze stiffened, but she didn’t look surprised. “I don’t think it was referring to Silentstorm killing Breeze.”
Eeltooth’s tail fluffed out in surprise, and Specklefoot swapped an alarmed look with Lightfoot. “What do you mean?” Lightfoot asked, a small tremor in his mew. “She was the one to gather our allies together, and she helped kill the rogues’ leader.”
“I know,” Blazeheart mewed. “But there was that omen at the Gathering after the battle. The darkness in the sky spread and blotted out all of the stars. I think it was a sign – there’s a greater darkness coming than Breeze and his rogues, and Silentstorm’s fight isn’t over yet.”
He could see he wasn’t the only cat who’d thought along those lines. Specklefoot was nodding slowly, a grim light to her amber eyes, while Darkbreeze had lowered her head with a sigh, Eeltooth wearing an expression of worry. But Lightfoot was gazing at Blazeheart with an alarmed expression. “I thought it was just a few clouds covering the stars,” he mewed, looking uneasy. “That doesn’t have to mean that the prophecy isn’t over, does it?” Of the cats gathered now, he alone hadn’t been present at that Gathering, and hadn’t seen the darkened sky.
“It was more than that, Lightfoot,” Specklefoot said in a low mew. “It was darker than any cloud, and it blocked out every star in the sky. I’ve never seen clouds sent from StarClan do that, or come and leave so quickly. It had to be something else. Even the medicine cats said so, even if they didn’t know what it was.” She glanced at Blazeheart. “So, you think the prophecy isn’t over, and I have to agree. But what can we do about it?”
Blazeheart sighed, giving a small, frustrated flick of his tail. “I’ve tried to talk to Silentstorm about it, but she keeps avoiding the subject,” he revealed to the other warriors. “I think she’s trying to avoid thinking about the prophecy. I’ve tried to make her understand that she’s still in danger, but she won’t listen to me. But if all of her friends get together to tell her, maybe she’ll have to listen.” Blazeheart was more worried about his sister’s destiny, and her stubborn refusal to acknowledge it, than he cared to admit. He was desperate to do anything to get her to realize the danger she was in.
The cats around him were beginning to nod slowly. “I think you’re right,” Darkbreeze murmured. “Maybe she’ll listen to all of us together. And I definitely don’t think the prophecy is over, not after what I saw the other day.”
Blazeheart blinked curiously at the queen. He was about to ask what she meant when a yowl cut him off. “Cats of all Clans, this Gathering has begun!” Reluctantly, he rose to his paws, padding out from behind the brambles and rejoining the crowd, the other cats following behind. They all sat together, looking at the leader’s tree.
Mistystar stood on her branch, her gray-blue pelt clinging to her bones. With the white speckling her muzzle and pelt, the she-cat looked older than any elder. “RiverClan brings two new apprentices to the Gathering this moon,” she announced, her mew cracking with age. Mistystar had already been elderly when Blazeheart first met her, but after everything that had happened in the last few moons, she looked ancient. Blazeheart was beginning to wonder how long it would be until the noble leader was called away by StarClan. “Graypaw and Pikepaw have begun their training. Their mentors will be Robinwing and Lakebird.”
“Graypaw! Pikepaw! Graypaw! Pikepaw!” Cats began cheering for the new apprentices, who sat with their adopted littermates and their mother Silvershine. But Blazeheart noticed that the cheering was unusually lackluster, and the cheering cats all had dull gazes and too-thin frames. A shiver ran through his pelt. Even this far into leafbare, cats weren’t usually this thin or subdued, and his own Clanmates were the thinnest of them all.
“There is more good news to do with Lakebird today,” Mistystar rasped, pride gleaming in her eyes for her son’s son. “Swanfall has moved into the nursery expecting his kits.” More cheers rose for the queen and her mate. Blazeheart spotted the blue-gray tom holding his head high, pride and love shining in his green eyes.
Mistystar stepped back, letting Tigerstar step forward next. “ShadowClan has three new apprentices this moon,” the dark tabby rumbled. “Cinderpaw, Creampaw, and Tawnypaw have started their training, and will be trained by Mothear, Buffy, and Snowbird.” Cheers rose for the new apprentices, but a few uncertain rumbles were mixed in. Blazeheart could see cats glancing uneasily at Snowbird, who sat beside her new apprentice. The she-cat had been one of the followers of Shrew, a ShadowClan warrior who had led a rebellion against Tigerstar because of his halfClan blood, and had joined her followers with Breeze and his cats. She had later turned on Breeze and returned to her Clan, but Blazeheart could see that not every cat trusted her yet.
“We also bring several new warriors today,” Tigerstar called out clearly. “Aspenpaw passed her final assessments at the beginning of the moon, and is now Aspenlily. Buffy’s kits completed their training three sunrises ago, and are now the warriors Birdstep, Dustyface, Graytail, Shilo, and Tulipfall.”
He waited for the cheers for the new warriors to die down before settling back onto his haunches. Bramblestar stepped forward next, calling out, “ThunderClan has gained a new warrior this moon. Littlepaw has completed her training, and is now Littledaisy.”
“Littledaisy! Littledaisy!” cats were cheering. Blazeheart could see his Clanmate sitting with Cloudshade, Aspenlily, and Palestripe, holding her chin up with pride as her name was called by her friends. The tom felt a prickle of unease – it seemed that Silentstorm wasn’t the only cat with close friends in all four Clans.
“We also bring news of a new elder,” Bramblestar continued. “Hazeltail has retired, and will be honored for her moons of service with moons of rest in the elder’s den.”
Cheers rose for the new elder, but quickly fell as Heatherstar stepped forward. The WindClan elder was the newest of the leaders, and other than Tigerstar she was the youngest. Though she hadn’t been leader very long, she had the same presence and strength as any leader. But as she stepped forward now, Blazeheart could see a grim, weary light in her blue eyes. “WindClan brings two new warriors to the island tonight,” she announced, though there was a strain in her mew. “Beechleaf and Sparrowfall have earned their full names, and are here tonight for their first Gathering as warriors.”
She allowed the cheers for the new warriors to continue for a few moments, before giving a swift lash of her tail for silence. “We also have a new elder this moon. Nightcloud has decided to retire, and has joined the elders in their den.”
Blazeheart glanced at the black she-cat in surprise. The elderly she-cat was standing with a group of elders, a weary gleam to her amber eyes. Though Nightcloud had spent many moons as a rouge, and had helped her son Breeze try to destroy the Clans, in the end she had been willing to turn on her own son to set things right. Despite his initial misgivings about the she-cat, Blazeheart believed she deserved her rest in the elder’s den now, after losing her son the way she had.
“Finally, Honeyheart’s kits were born this moon,” Heatherstar pressed on briskly. “Mothkit, Harekit, Cricketkit, and Tawnykit are welcome additions to WindClan, and we hope to keep them safe and strong until they become warriors of our Clan.” The tabby sighed, a grim light in her blue eyes. “But keeping them safe may have just become that much harder.”
The other leaders glanced at her curiously. “What do you mean?” Tigerstar rumbled, a worried gleam in his amber eyes. Blazeheart heard surprised murmurs through the crowd, and couldn’t help but feel a flicker of it himself. It wasn’t usual for leaders to admit so much weakness at a Gathering.
Heatherstar gazed somberly at her fellow leaders as she asked, “Has prey gone missing in any of your territories? Any prey fur or blood scattered on the ground?”
Blazeheart stiffened. He remembered how patrols the last few days had been returning with reports of prey blood on the ground. Judging by the weary expressions the other leaders wore, it wasn’t just ThunderClan’s problem. “We’ve found fish scales and blood in our territory,” Mistystar rasped, Tigerstar and Bramblestar just giving affirming nods. “But we haven’t been able to figure out who is taking our prey.”
It’s a miracle that the leaders aren’t accusing each other of the thefts, Blazeheart mused, both relieved and uneasy. It certainly made things easier for every cat that the Gathering hadn’t become tense with accusations of warriors stealing prey. But on the other paw, it was a bit alarming to see how easily the leaders were willing to trust that an enemy Clan hadn’t been the culprit.
“We’ve had prey missing too,” Heatherstar mewed. “But we think we may know who was taking it. A few days ago, some of our warriors saw Dark Forest cats on the moor.” Alarmed cries spread through the crowd, but Heatherstar pressed on. “They ran instead of attacking when they were approached by warriors, and they were seen not long after prey fur was found. We think they may have been the ones stealing our prey.”
ThunderClan and ShadowClan cats were looking alarmed, but Mistystar was nodding slowly. “Some of our warriors thought they’d caught Dark Forest scents in the territory recently,” she revealed. “I wasn’t sure that was enough to show that the Dark Forest had returned, and I didn’t think to guess that they were the ones stealing prey.”
Blazeheart could feel horror creeping through his pelt. No cat had seen Dark Forest spirits since the Clans had been driven from the lake. Most cats thought that they wouldn’t return now that their ally, Breeze, was dead. But now, it seemed that they had returned again. Is this the darkness that Silentstorm has to face? he wondered, pelt bristling with fear. Oh StarClan, how she is she meant to defeat this?
“But why would Dark Forest cats be stealing prey?” Ratscar called out, fear sparkling in his eyes. “There’s no prey in the Dark Forest – they don’t need to eat to survive. I don’t know if they even can eat.”
A few cats murmured agreement, but some of the former trainees were looking thoughtful. “It may not have to do with stealing prey to eat it,” Minnowtail murmured. “The Dark Forest cats aren’t fools. This could be a move to weaken the Clans, by taking our source of food.”
Worried murmurs rose through the crowd as cats realized Minnowtail was likely right. “That sounds like something the Dark Forest would do,” Tigerstar rumbled, anger glittering in his eyes. “But if this is the case, we won’t be easily able to defend our prey. Dark Forest cats can appear anywhere, and we can’t have a constant guard everywhere on our territory.”
Bramblestar lowered his head, looking thoughtful. “If Dark Forest cats are really stealing our prey, we’ll have to send out larger patrols, in case they decide to try and attack smaller groups. Larger patrols, with more cats to hunt, might be able to bring back more prey.”
“That won’t stop them from stealing prey,” Reedwhisker called from the base of the Great Tree.
Mistystar looked down at her son, rasping, “It sounds like there isn’t anything we can do to stop them, at the moment.” Her icy gaze flicked to the crowd, seeming to seek something. “Have the medicine cats heard anything from StarClan about this?” she asked.
Blazeheart turned to see the medicine cats grouped together, talking to each other in low mews. “At the last half moon, we were warned that our future was darkened by shadows,” Twigclaw called out to the leaders. “But they did not tell us what the danger was, or how we should meet it.”
“We can ask them again next half moon,” Leafpool added. “But I don’t know that they will be able to give us a clear answer. Last time, they could not always see clearly when it came to the Dark Forest.”
Uneasy murmurs rippled through the crowd, which were silenced by a growl from Bramblestar. “All we can do is keep our Clans fed and protected as best as we can, and meet any challenges as they come.” He glanced at the other leaders. “If we need to unite to face this new threat, we can discuss that when it comes. For now, I think we should return to our Clans. But we can keep a close eye on our borders, and alert the other Clans if more trouble rises from the Dark Forest.”
The other leaders mewed their agreement. “Very well,” Bramblestar rumbled. “Then this Gathering has ended.”
With that, the leaders leaped down from the Great Tree, and the crowd began to disperse. Now was their chance. “Come on, before our Clans start to leave,” Blazeheart growled. He herded Silentstorm’s friends back behind the brambles, where they huddled around in a group again.
“So, we need to meet to discuss the prophecy,” Specklefoot said in an urgent mew. “With the Dark Forest cats out there, it seems that the sooner we meet, the better.”
Eeltooth glanced at the cats around him critically. “It would be too risky to meet on any Clan’s territory, I think,” he grunted, “and there’s no place outside of Clan territory that wouldn’t take too long to travel to.”
“Why don’t we meet here on the island?” Lightfoot suggested quietly. “There’s so many scents here from the Gathering, no cat will notice if a few more show up. And we can all travel here and back in one night.”
Blazeheart nodded slowly. “That sounds like a good plan,” he mewed. “Why don’t we meet here in two nights’ time, at moonhigh? Lightfoot, you leave camp before me, and I’ll convince Silentstorm to come with me later. I’ll convince her that one of you wanted to ask her something important, or something like that, anything to get her to the island. Once she’s here, we’ll tell her our thoughts about the prophecy, and we’ll make her realize that the Dark Forest cats might be coming for her.”
Without warning, a surprised gasp sounded from outside of the brambles. Every cat stiffened, their gazes flitting towards the brambles where the sound had come from. A few moments later, a tiny she-cat pushed past the bramble patch, amber eyes wide. Blazeheart stiffened at the sight of her. “Ambertalon?” he gasped.
The tiny queen looked just as surprised as her mate. “I was just coming to see if you were ready to leave,” she mewed, staring at the gathered cats. “Then I heard you talking.” Her tail was bristling with shock. “What’s all this about a prophecy, and Silentstorm, and the Dark Forest?”
Blazeheart shared an alarmed glance with the others. He hadn’t meant to let Silentstorm’s secret slip to another cat, not even his mate. But it couldn’t be helped now. And the more he thought about it, he couldn’t deny that he would like having his mate’s help in this matter. “It’s a long story,” he mewed carefully.
Darkbreeze, Lightfoot, and Eeltooth still looked surprised, but Specklefoot’s whiskers were twitching in amusement. “There’s no time to go into all of it here,” she told the tiny queen. “Blazeheart can tell you about it later. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to have another of Silentstorm’s Clanmates helping out with this.”
Ambertalon still looked confused, but after a questioning glance towards Blazeheart, she mewed, “Fair enough.” Blazeheart pressed against his mate’s side, touching his nose to her ear. “But if Silentstorm’s in trouble, I want to know all about it.”
“I don’t blame you,” Eeltooth mewed gruffly. “I guess that’s another cat we’ll be bringing to the island in two nights.”
Darkbreeze hesitated, then mewed, “As long as we’re bringing cats in on the secret, does any cat mind if I tell Nightfern?”
Every cat looked at the WindClan queen with surprise. “Nightfern doesn’t know Silentstorm very well, does she?” Eeltooth asked. “Why would she be brought in on this?”
“Well, she helped kill Breeze,” Darkbreeze pointed out. “Even if that wasn’t what the prophecy was about, she did help save the Clans. And… well, she’s been so miserable ever since Gray and Shadepaw died. I’m really worried about her. Maybe if she can help us out with the prophecy, it’ll make her feel like she’s really helping something again, instead of just wallowing in her own misery.”
Blazeheart hesitated a moment, before giving a small nod. “Might as well,” he mewed. While he didn’t like the idea of letting too many cats in on the secret without Silentstorm’s permission, Nightfern had earned it if any cat had.
Specklefoot lifted her muzzle, ears flicking towards the clearing. “Our Clanmates will be expecting us now,” she told the others. “We should go now before we’re missed. But we’ll all be here in two nights’ time?”
All of the gathered cats mewed their agreement. “We’ll be here,” Eeltooth rumbled. Even Ambertalon agreed, even as her amber eyes glowed with confusion.
“Good,” Blazeheart mewed briskly, rising to his paws. “Then let’s go. And when we reach camp, Ambertalon, I’ll tell you everything.”
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Yikes, this is a long one. Almost 5000 words. O.O I tried to cut it down when I went back to edit it, but I just ended up making it longer. XD And yet it still felt rushed. I would have cut it into two chapters, but since every single book in EOTW has twenty-six chapters, I feel like this one needs to as well. Ah well. Hopefully I can make the pacing better in the later chapters.
So we see Blazeheart making plans behind Silentstorm’s back, so he and the others can make Silentstorm see the danger she’s in, and start facing the truth about the prophecy. We also see that Ambertalon has accidentally overheard about the prophecy, and it seems that Nightfern is about to learn as well. ^^ This should be interesting.
Honeyheart’s kits are already described in the allegiances, so I don’t need to do that here. As I’ve said before, two of them are named after old OCs of mine. Aspenlily is named that because she’s a bit vain and pretty, though definitely clever and brave as a warrior. Mostly, the name just sounded cool to me. 😛 Birdstep is named after being gentle and quiet, Dustyface after his dusty brown face, Graytail after her gray tail, Shilo after Buffy’s mother as previously stated, and Tulipfall… I don’t know, it sounded cool. 😛 Beechleaf and Sparrowfall are named such because they sounded cool. 😛 I didn’t really have deep meanings for most of these names, sorry. I try to usually, but I don’t always succeed.
Hopefully I can get the next chapter out soon, and it won’t be quite so monstrously big as this one. ^^
Nice chapter!
Thanks! 😀
Awesome chapter! It’s cool to see Ambertalon on the team and I wonder how that will change things (if it even does). I think that Minnowtail is right and the DF cats are stealing the Clans’ food to weaken them, but that problem probably could be solved, or at least helped until they’re strong enough to fight, by sending patrols to hunt outside of the territories. I wonder if the DF will pull a Slash and steal prey right from the patrols though…
Thanks! 😀 And yeah, it’ll be interesting with Ambertalon and Nightfern knowing about the prophecy now. ^^ Well, maybe, or maybe the DF cats would just take prey there too. ^^ And we shall see.
Yay the next chapter is up! 😀
Oh wow, I’m happy Nightfern and Ambertalon get in on this. Two more cats to help Silenstorm survive the prophecy (please don’t let her die I’m scared) And the Gathering scene was nice! You captured it so well!
Can’t wait for the next one! 😀
Yep! 😀
And yeah, it’ll be interesting with two new cats knowing about the prophecy. ^^
Haha, we shall see. 😉 And thanks! 😀
I shall try to post again soon. ^^
Great chapter!
Thanks! 😀
Featherfur’s Adventure
Chapter 1
The sun shone brightly down on the clearing full of snow. It glittered like ice. Featherkit flinched as it glared into her eyes. She looked up at the brown tabby she-cat who she knew as her mother, Mistyfur.
“Mother, why is the sun so bright?” Featherkit whined. Mistyfur looked down at her. “That’s because it wants to.” She purred. Featherkit tilted her head. “Why does it want to be hurting our eyes?” Mistyfur ignored her question as she padded over to the deputy, who was oraganizing patrols.
Featherkit glanced over at the entrance to the camp. She wondered what it would be like to go outside of camp. She didn’t want to wait another two moons. She flicked her tail in annoyance.
“Featherkit!” A tom’s voice called out. She turned around and saw a white colored tom, her father Cloudbreeze.
“Good morning, father!” Featherkit mewed.”Good morning to you too, Featherkit.” He acknowledged, his amber gaze glowing. “Hey, father, can I go out of the camp?” She tilted her head.
Cloudbreeze snorted. “Not until you are an apprentice.Just be patient.” He licked in between her ears before padding over to Mistyfur. Featherkit growled slightly. Everyone said that! She sat down by the entrance to the nursery. Maybe she could come up with a way to get out of camp.
The moon glowed over the Lakeclan camp. Featherkit padded slowly out of the nursery, being as quiet as possible. She made her way to the camp entrance and slithered her way out. She saw a river with stepping stones dotted across it. The water rushed quietly down it’s path. Featherkit bounded across, her eyes gleaming with excitement. However, she wasn’t looking where she was going, and her hind legs slipped on the damp shore nd she skidded into the freezing water. She mewled and flailed her paws, not knowing how to swim.
‘Starclan help me!’ She thought. ‘I’m going to drown!’
Sorry it was so short. I have to get started on my homework, haha. I might make the next one longer then this, hopefully.
Oo, cliffhanger. 😀 Nice chapter!
If you don’t mind, I’m going to say a few things that could make this just a little bit better. Don’t worry – it’s already absolutely TERRIFIC! 🙂
– New paragraph when someone else speaks. For example: ” “Mother, why is the sun so bright?” Featherkit whined.
Mistyfur looked down at her. “That’s because it wants to be.” ”
– The chapter is mostly very clear in what’s happening, but the end feels a little rushed. Maybe a little more description where she’s falling into the river. 🙂
I love Featherkit’s personality and how curious she is, it’s cute. <3 I bet she's seen by a patrol from a different clan and taken hostage. 😛 Can't wait for more! 😀
Nice chapter! Yikes, a cliffhanger. I hope Featherkit is okay!
SOAR
Chapter 1
By: Shadowpaw
(Yeah, I’m the least consistent person in the world.)
Holly stretched out her arms and pried her eyes open. In front of her bed stood a woman in all white.
“Nurse Beskin.”
“Holly Leaf Nolastname.”
Both chuckled at their little joke. Everyone in Holly’s hospital knew about how she had arrived their barely a year ago, sick and memoryless. All they’d known was that her first name was Holly and her middle name was Leaf.
In other words the strangest backstory ever, complete with a weird name.
Even a year later Holly was still hooked up to tubes that kept her body from reacting to itself and the foods and medicine it took in. But not anymore.
Today she would be realeased from the weird pipes attached to her body and could finally leave her bed.
“Holly I’m going to have to have you sleep through this or else it won’t happen the way it should,” the nurse stated. Holly nodded and for the strangest reason expected the nurse to give her a couple black seeds.
But instead she was handed a pill. After a couple minutes Holly fell asleep.
When she woke she felt something strange.
The tubes were no longer there, instead there was grafted skin and for the first time she could remember she sat up in her bed without having a tugging on her body.
“Holly you better get accustomed to an average life soon. There is already a family waiting to adopt you.”
Yeah sorry it’s so short. Just out of stuff to write. And I’m on my phone.
Awesome chapter! I loved the poppy seed reference to her old life. And if the family includes some Warriors fans… XD
Thanks Wavey you’re really kind! It’s not my best work but…
I really wanted to get the actual story going!
Great chapter! Can’t wait for the next one!
Thank you!
Okay guys. this is what happens to Becca when she tries to do stuff.
I was almost done with my VERY first chaoter of fanfiction and guess what? my cousin deletes every last word. EVERY. LAST. WORD.
can you believe her?! i worked so hard to develop the chracters and the plot…..I think i’ll give her stick and a lump of coal for christmas. and her dora doll.
yeah okay she’s only 5 but still! it wasn’t very nice! hmph.
o_o
Okay guys. this is what happens to Becca when she tries to do stuff.
I was almost done with my VERY first chapter of fanfiction and guess what? my cousin deletes every last word. EVERY. LAST. WORD.
can you believe her?! i worked so hard to develop the chracters and the plot…..I think i’ll give her stick and a lump of coal for christmas. and her dora doll.
yeah okay she’s only 5 but still! it wasn’t very nice! hmph.
o_o
Aww… I had a similar-ish experience once.
Twice I tried to write the second chapter of a fanfic on BlogClan and my computer shut down right in the middle of end of it. It was the most annoying thing ever!
I had the same experience with my sister. I had this fanfiction, Raven’s Cry, and the Word file was deleted by her.
Next time I’m just going to hide my fanfiction files in the system folders and lock them with passwords.
Little cousins, am i rit?
ha yeah. she’s so cute, though, its super heard to be mad at her.
Uh-oh my little cousin is coming to my house in two days. :p *runs to computer and frantically saves everything*
Well, I’m starting a fanfiction called Rainpaw’s Christmas, which is going to have 25 chapters (guess the rate I’m going to post them at 😛 ) It’s about BlogClan, so I’m using BlogClanners’ names, but I might make some of the apprentices warriors because there are a lot of us and not as many (active) warriors 🙂
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Rainpaw’s Christmas
Chapter 1
Rainpaw woke up unexpectedly early. She stretched and yawned, trying not to wake anyone else. Padding quietly out of the apprentices’ den, she saw it wasn’t sunrise yet, but the sky was lit by a soft twilight, showing the sun was about to rise. A gentle breeze whistled softly in the darkened trees. It was a quiet, peaceful scene and she felt a sense of calmness she hadn’t felt in a long time.
I’ll have to find something to do till everyone else wakes up, she thought – and promptly sank into soft, powdery snow.
“Oooh!” she grunted and scrabbled out, shaking her pelt to get rid of the wet, melting snow.
She made her way to the dirtplace and back again, immersed in thought. Rainpaw was usually a dreamy apprentice and thought a lot about the simplest things – in this case, observing the twilight. Quite suddenly, a cheerful mew broke her train of thought. “Good morning, Rainpaw! You’re up early.” She looked around for the owner of the voice and saw a fluffy white and black she-cat sitting by the camp entrance. It was Icestorm, who had been guarding the camp last night.
“Hi, Ice,” replied Rainpaw. “Not tired from the night watch?” she asked teasingly.
“You know I’m tired,” purred Icestorm. “I’m just waiting for a warrior to come and relieve me”
Just at that moment, Rainpaw heard a slight noise behind her. Both cats whirled around to see a brown tabby she cat coming out of the warriors’ den. It was Jayfrost, the deputy. Yawning slightly, she made her way across to the two cats.
“Hi,” she meowed. “Icestorm, you can go and sleep now”
“Thanks, Jayfrost” replied Icestorm. “See you later, you two” she purred, before bounding over to the warriors’ den, and, Rainpaw hoped, a good sleep.
Jayfrost turned to her. “Rainpaw, you’re up early, and you seem to be pretty restless – would you like to go on a hunting patrol? In this cold, we need as many active cats as possible to keep the Clan well-fed.”
“Oh, that would be great!” mewed Rainpaw eagerly, starting to pace around camp. I’ll do my best to do well, she thought.
“Okay, thanks. I’ll ask a few warriors and apprentices to patrol with you” replied Jayfrost. “And watch your step,” she added with a slight purr.
Rainpaw looked down at her paws and saw they were leading her to a frosty patch of ground where she’d certainly have slipped if Jayfrost hadn’t warned her. “Sorry!” she meowed, her pelt prickling with embarrassment.
“It’s okay ; if you’re bored, you can wake Emberpaw, Dawnheart, and Owlwater to go with you”
“Okay!” replied Rainpaw, and leapt her way to the warriors’ den.
I wonder what’s out there, she thought, glancing at the weak, rising sunlight that illuminated the treetops and made the snow glitter. Life’s good
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I’m sorry this is so short – I’ll try to make the next ones longer! See you all later!
Love it! 😀 Thanks for including me! 😀
*Makes a conscious effort not to say anything about Hanukkah* 😛
Nice! Isn´t Iceflower the one with the black-and-white fursona though? Looking forward to more! 🙂
I know, the title isn’t very encouraging. I’m trying to include Hanukkah as well…..
Ooh! Interesting idea! I’m guessing life won’t be so good..
This sounds good.
Song of Spirits
Chapter 6
Jayfeather and Alderheart were waiting by the Moonpool for the other medicine cats.
They heard pawsteps behind them, and turned around to see the other cats.
They all padded in together.
Jayfeather rested his muzzle in the water, and blinked his eyes open in the stars.
“I’ve been waiting for you.” A bear padded forward.
“Ujurak. Is it not?” Jayfeather meowed.
“Yes, I am Ujurak.” The bear replied.
Firestar padded forward.
“The time has come… Dogs will rule the wild…”
Sorry it’s really short
Chapter 10
Dewfeather’s POV
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“We should hunt now.” meowed Dewfeather. “The traveling herbs should start to wear off soon.”
“Right, there should be a mouse or a squirrel here somewhere.” mewed Silverleaf, looking around.
She disappeared behind one of the Twoleg nests, and after a few moments, emerged carrying a small bird.
“It was eating something out of a tall Twoleg thing.” meowed Silverleaf. “It didn’t even see me until I was right behind it.”
“I suppose the prey here doesn’t often see cats.” Dewfeather meowed, biting into the bird. “Or at least, the cats they do see won’t try to catch them!”
“I’m surprised we haven’t run into any kittypets yet.” Silverleaf meowed.
Dewfeather chewed a mouthful of bird meat thoughtfully. “Or rouges.”
“You’re right.” meowed Silverleaf, nodding. “The rouges that attacked us will mostly still be here. The barn they stayed in-” she pointed down a line of Twoleg dens with her tail. “Is right down there. We need to be careful.”
Silverleaf seemed to sense Dewfeather’s nervousness. “I’m sure we can avoid them. But if it comes to fighting, we’ll fight and send them running like a scared baby rabbit.”
Dewfeather nodded, hoping that what Silverleaf said was true. She pushed the remains of a bird under a bush, and stood up. “Let’s get moving.”
“I suppose we still don’t know where we’re going.” sighed Silverleaf.
Dewfeather shook her head irritably. “For the last time, no. I do know what the den looks like, though.”
The two cats went down the line of Twoleg dens, and came to the barn. There was some cat scent, but it was stale. Silverleaf crossed in front of Dewfeather, unsheathing her claws. She looked into the barn cautiously.
“No cats.” she reported.
“Thank StarClan.” meowed Dewfeather.
“Should we go past the barn this way or go around the other side?” asked Silverleaf.
Dewfeather thought for a moment. “Go past it.” she meowed. “The Twoleg dens on this side look a bit like the ones in my dream.”
Dewfeather took the lead, and she and Silverleaf padded past the barn. They slipped past a few Twoleg dens, spotting a kittypet next to one of them. It stared at them for a moment, but then went back to lazily washing its paws.
They kept going, seeing nothing but Twoleg dens. Dewfeather began to realize that she couldn’t recognize anything, and had no idea where they were. They had gotten lost.
“Silverleaf, I think we’re lost.” Dewfeather mewed, sinking hopelessly to the ground.
“Lost?” meowed Silverleaf. “How are we going to get out of here?”
Dewfeather shook her head. “I don’t-”
Dewfeather thought she saw a glimmer of starlight. She blinked, and there was a black cat standing in front of them. Bramblelily!
“Am I dreaming?” she mewed, staring at the StarClan cat.
“No.” meowed Bramblelily gently. “I’ve come to help you.”
“Dewfeather, what are you looking at?” meowed Silverleaf, staring right past Bramblelily.
“Can’t you see Bramblelily?” asked Dewfeather, puzzled.
Silverleaf shook her head.
“That’s okay.” meowed Dewfeather. “Just follow me.”
She ran after Bramblelily, Silverleaf just behind her. The StarClan cat was fast, and they were quickly out of breath. Dewfeather began to recognize parts of Twolegplace they had been in. She saw the cluster of Twoleg dens they had been in before getting lost, and let out a sigh of relief. Bramblelily dipped her head, purring, then faded away.
Silverleaf’s POV
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Silverleaf couldn’t believe what had just happened. A StarClan cat had just visited them! She hadn’t been able to see Bramblelily, but had felt her presence.
“I suppose we should try going around the other side.” meowed Dewfeather.
“Right.” Silverleaf replied. “And we won’t get lost this time.”
Dewfeather nodded. “We need to find the catmint soon. If any cat dies because we weren’t fast enough…” her voice trailed off. “I’d never forgive myself.”
Silverleaf pressed against her sister. “We’ll find it in time.”
They went down a line of Twoleg dens, trying to stay out of sight and in the shadows.
“Oh, I wouldn’t go there if I were you.” mewed a voice.
Silverleaf jumped back, glancing around to find the source of the voice. A young white kittypet, probably younger than Breezepaw and Branchpaw, sat in a fence.
“You nearly scared me out of my fur!” she meowed crossly.
Dewfeather shot her a glance. “What do you mean ‘I wouldn’t go there if I were you’?” she asked.
“There is a really mean, big tom there!” The kit wailed. “He scratched me once. He’s a bully!”
Silverleaf took a closer look at the kittypet. That bright red collar he wore seemed familiar. “Hey, you’re that kittypet we chased out of our territory!” she mewed in recognition.
The kittypet shrank back, scared. “You’re the mean wild cats who eat bones!”
Silverleaf didn’t know if she should be annoyed or amused. “We don’t eat bones, mouse-brain.”
Dewfeather slapped her tail over Silverleaf’s mouth. “We can take care of this kittypet if he gives us any trouble.” she mewed. “Thanks for the warning.”
Silverleaf shook off her sister and started padding down the line of Twoleg dens again. Dewfeather hurried after her.
“What are we going to do if we meet the kittypet?” she meowed.
“Well, I don’t think it would be a good idea to fight.” meowed Silverleaf. “We should just run. There’s no way a kittypet will be able to catch us.”
“Good idea.” mewed Dewfeather. “The last thing we need is to get injured.”
Sure enough, there was a large tom sitting on a fence.
“I guess that’s the kittypet.” muttered Silverleaf. “Let’s stay away.”
Silverleaf and Dewfeather crept past the kittypet.
“You’d better stay out of my territory.” he meowed, flexing his claws.
“We’re going.” meowed Silverleaf forcefully, sliding out her own claws.
“Perhaps I should escort you out.” the kittypet mewed, standing. “You know, just to make sure nothing happens to you.”
Silverleaf fluffed up her fur bracing herself for a fight. Dewfeather let out a long hiss. With a yowl, the kittypet hurled himself off the fence and into the two cats. Silverleaf spun out of the way and swiped at the kittypet. From here, she could see that his bulk was mostly solid muscle. Dewfeather had given him a scratch on his muzzle, and Silverleaf raked her claws down his side. With one more hiss and another swipe at Silverleaf, the kittypet fled, vanishing into the Twoleg nest.
“Well, we showed him.” mewed Dewfeather, panting.
She had a scratch on her shoulder and Silverleaf had a cut on her flank, but they weren’t badly hurt.
“I’ll go find some dock or marigold.” continued Dewfeather. “We don’t want these wounds getting infected.”
Silverleaf nodded. “And I’ll see if I can catch some fresh-kill.”
Silverleaf went behind a tree, hoping to find a mouse or a squirrel. She picked up the scent of a mouse, but before she could track it, she heard a yowl from Dewfeather.
“Dewfeather where are you?” she called.
“Over behind the Twoleg den! I found it!”
Silverleaf ran behind the Twoleg den, where Dewfeather was standing over a patch of sweet-smelling herbs. Catmint!
“Catmint! We’ve found it!” Silverleaf meowed, thrilled.
“This is the catmint we were meant to find.” mewed Dewfeather. “I saw Mudpool just before you came.”
“Now we just need to get it back to camp and everything will be fine.” purred Silverleaf.
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Finally finished 🙂 This took a while mainly because I was being lazy over Thanksgiving and didn’t do anything 😛 Hope you liked it!
Great chapter! That kit is so cute <3 and I so bet something will happen on the way back 😛
It’s that fierce kittypet again! 😛
Warriors Series 5.5: Echoes of the War
Book 6: Silent Sacrifice
Chapter Five
The tom lay in his nest, the pelts of sleeping warriors pressed all against him. To all appearances, he was as asleep as the rest of them. But in truth, he lay awake, ears perked for the slightest sound. He waited as the gentle mews of the few cats still awake faded away to snores. Only once he was sure that every other cat was asleep did the tom stir. He rose silently to his paws, amber eyes blinking in the darkness of the den. Gingerly, he picked his way around his sleeping Clanmates, until he had made it out of the den and into the clearing beyond.
Moonlight spilled into the clearing below, casting the snow-covered grass and the streams surrounding the clearing in silver light. The moon was no longer full, but only a thin slice had been clawed from its side, and the light was still as bright as the night of the Gathering. The reeds were swaying lightly in the breeze, the water’s surface rippling, reflecting the moonlight as it murmured past. The tom stood still for a few moments, gaze sweeping around the camp for a few moments, before he was satisfied that he was alone.
Silently, he padded up to one of the streams, sliding easily into the water. Cold leafbare water sent a chill all the way to his bones, but he ignored it, swimming strongly to the other side. Once he’d reached the snowy bank and had shaken the water from his pelt, he began padding away.
The quiet sounds of crickets chirping and night-birds singing followed the tom as he padded through the snowy field. The tom was filled with determination as he strode through the snow. This was no leisurely stroll through the moonlight; he had something important to do, and a cat who needed his help. And no one from his Clan could know he had gone. He finally arrived at the lake, following its edge until he reached the pebble bridge that led to the Gathering island.
“Eeltooth.”
The tom spun around, pelt fluffing out in shock. A sleek, dark gray she-cat, nearly identical to himself was standing behind him, amber eyes glowing with suspicion. “Finstrike!” the tom gasped. He hadn’t been aware that any cat was following him.
Finstrike watched her brother, eyes narrowed in suspicion. “I heard you leaving the den,” she explained in a clipped me. Her eyes narrowed. “I don’t usually see you sneaking out of camp in the middle of the night.”
Eeltooth flicked his ears back uncomfortably, but he covered his unease with his gruff tone. “I wasn’t sneaking anywhere,” he growled, glaring down his sister. “I’m allowed to go on a walk in my own territory at night if I want to.”
“Sure,” Finstrike snorted. Her shrewd amber gaze swept past him, looking pointedly at the pebble bridge behind him. “You just decided to go on a walk to the Gathering island in the middle of the night.” She took a step towards her brother, her eyes narrowed. “What’s going on? What are you really doing out here?”
The gray tom glared at his sister. Inside, his mind was reeling as he tried to figure out a way to explain himself. He knew his sister was too smart to buy any frog-brained lies, and she was too stubborn to let up if he refused to tell her. She wouldn’t go back to camp; she would follow him onto the island whether he liked it or not. But he couldn’t tell her the truth.
Two nights had passed since the Gathering, and it was the night that Eeltooth had agreed to meet with Silentstorm and their friends on the Gathering island to discuss the prophecy. Dark Forest cats had been spotted on RiverClan territory, and after Heatherstar’s report at the Gathering, he knew that the Dark Forest was stealing prey from all of the Clans. If the Dark Forest was truly the darkness that Silentstorm was destined to defeat, then she needed to be warned, and prepared. Eeltooth only hoped that Silentstorm would be willing to listen when she saw that she had the support of her friends.
He knew that figuring out the prophecy and defeating the darkness would be to the benefit of all Clans, and that meeting to discuss the prophecy was in the best interests of his duty as a warrior, and not just his duty as a friend. But Finstrike had always been suspicious of close friendships between Clans, and Eeltooth knew she worried about his friendships outside of the Clan. She wouldn’t be pleased to learn that he had sneaked out of camp to meet with his friends in the other Clans to trade secrets.
“I couldn’t sleep, so I came out here to fish,” he grunted, fluffing out his pelt as he tried to make the lie convincing. “I couldn’t find any, so I just followed the edge of the lake, and I happened to be at the pebble bridge when you stopped me. Happy?”
Finstrike just snorted in reply. “If you wanted to fish, you just could have found a stream closer to camp,” she pointed out.
“There weren’t any fish there,” Eeltooth countered with a growl.
“You didn’t even check,” Finstrike reminded him. “I saw you, you headed straight for the lake.” For a moment, her glare faded, her tone growing softer. “I don’t want to fight, Eeltooth. I know you wouldn’t sneak out to the island unless it was something serious. What is it?”
Eeltooth felt a flicker of guilt. He hated lying to his sister, but at the same time, the secret of the prophecy wasn’t his to tell. The tom opened his jaws to try a new tactic, only to stiffen as he heard pawsteps approaching. Both RiverClan warriors turned to see a pale tortoiseshell following the edge of the lake, approaching them with a friendly flick of her tail.
Finstrike’s eyes widened, her growl sharp with suspicion. “What is that ShadowClan cat doing on our territory?” she hissed, back arching.
She started to stalk towards the tortoiseshell, but Eeltooth cut her off, giving her a firm glare. “She’s not intruding,” he reminded her. “She’s within two fox-lengths of the lake. That’s allowed.” He turned to look back at the tortoiseshell, mewing a greeting as she drew closer. “Hi, Specklefoot.”
“Hi, Eeltooth,” Specklefoot purred. She touched her nose to the gray tom’s, only to draw back in surprise at Finstrike’s furious growl. Her amber gaze grew uncertain as she looked between the littermates. “I wasn’t aware you were bringing your sister along to this,” she mewed, sounding confused.
“Along to what?” Finstrike demanded, giving her tail a sharp lash. She glared at her brother, growling, “Something you’ve been planning with your friends here?”
Eeltooth glared back at his sister. “I didn’t bring her,” he clarified in an irritated growl. “She followed me from camp.
For a moment, amusement flashed in Specklefoot’s eyes. “Getting slow in your old age, Eeltooth?” she teased lightly. “Next time, be more careful about whether cats are following you.” She glanced back at Finstrike, mewing, “You might as well bring her. I don’t think she’ll just go back to camp, now that’s she’s seen me. As long as she can keep the secret.”
The tom glanced back at his sister, contemplating. If Finstrike thought what he was doing was treason, she might tell Mistystar. She certainly wouldn’t keep a secret for Silentstorm’s sake, or the sake of any of the others, if she thought it went against the warrior code. But even if she doesn’t understand, she might keep it for me, Eeltooth thought, meeting his sister’s narrowed gaze. But I can make her understand. I hope I can make her understand. I have to.
“I’ll bring her,” he told Specklefoot. “But I have to explain it to her first. Tell the others we’ll be there in just a bit.” Specklefoot dipped her head, then padded off across the pebble bridge, leaving the RiverClan littermates alone.
Once Specklefoot was gone, Finstrike turned on her brother with a sharp hiss. “Have you got frog’s guts for brains?” she hissed, tail fluffing out in alarm. “What in StarClan are you thinking? I know you have friends in the other Clans, but you can’t just go meeting them in the middle of the night like this!”
Eeltooth pinned his ears back, jerking his chin up sharply. “I know that,” he growled. “I’m not a fool, and I’m not just out here for some gossip.”
For a moment, Finstrike’s expression softened. “I know things were different in the city, but the Clans are separate again now,” she told her brother, concern heavy in her tone. “You can’t depend on your friends from the other Clans the way you could when we were all living together. I don’t want to see you get in trou–”
“There’s a prophecy about Silentstorm,” Eeltooth mewed bluntly.
Finstrike froze, eyes wide with shock. “What?” Eeltooth felt a flicker of amusement at her stunned expression.
The tom’s whiskers twitched, pleased that he’d managed to surprise his sister. “Before the rogues drove us from the lake, a StarClan warrior told Silentstorm that there’s a prophecy about her, saying that she’s destined to stop the darkness. The cats who know about the prophecy are meeting tonight to discuss it and try to figure out how to help Silentstorm save the Clans from the Dark Forest.”
For a few moments, Finstrike seemed to struggle for words. But she soon reigned in her shock. “How do you know for sure that there’s a prophecy?” she asked, tail twitching uneasily. “Just because Silentstorm says so –”
“Breeze knew about the prophecy too,” Eeltooth interrupted again. “Some Dark Forest spirit or something told him about it, and he told his cats. Nightcloud knew about the prophecy, so I didn’t just hear it from Silentstorm, if you’re trying to imply that she’s a liar.” The last words were spoken in a low growl, irritation creeping into his tone.
Finstrike rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t implying anything,” she mewed impatiently. “But a prophecy from StarClan isn’t something to be taken lightly. Why is this prophecy being kept a secret? What does it say, exactly? Who knows about it?”
Eeltooth sighed. “I can explain it all later. But right now, I need to meet with the others. Silentstorm thinks the prophecy ended with the death of Breeze, but we’re all sure that there must be more to it. We’re bringing her here tonight to warn her – and now that you know about the prophecy, you can come too. I’ll explain everything that we know about the prophecy later.”
The sleek she-cat watched him with narrowed for a few moments, before looking away with a sigh. “I’m not foolish enough to think I can stop you,” she grumbled. “I might as well keep an eye on you and your frogbrained friends. I’ll come.”
The tom felt a rush of relief. “Alright. Then let’s go.” Eeltooth turned away, beginning to lead his sister over the pebble bridge. The two RiverClan warriors stepped through the ferns once they reached the shore, glancing around curiously. The clearing was always crawling with cats whenever Eeltooth was there; it was strange to see it so empty. The only cats on the island were Lightfoot, Ambertalon, Specklefoot, Darkbreeze, and Nightfern.
Darkbreeze and Specklefoot were sitting together, their heads bowed as they spoke in quiet mews to each other. Nightfern was beside her sister, glancing around uneasily, while Ambertalon and Lightfoot were sitting a few paces away, Lightfoot looking uneasy while Ambertalon just looked curious. They all looked up as Eeltooth and Finstrike padded into the clearing. “Hey Eeltooth!” Darkbreeze greeted. She leaped lightly onto her paws, trotting up to Eeltooth and touching her nose to his with a short purr. Finstrike glared at the she-cat, but didn’t protest.
As Eeltooth and Finstrike padded over to the others, Darkbreeze explained, “We’re just waiting for Blazeheart to bring Silentstorm now. It shouldn’t be too long now.”
“Good thing, too,” Eeltooth grunted, fluffing out his pelt against the cold. “My pelt is going to freeze off if we have to stay out here too long.” Even though his tone was gruff, he could feel anxiety pricking at his pelt. What would Silentstorm have to say about their warnings? Would she listen? And if she did, would they be able to help her figure out the prophecy? He sat beside Finstrike, wrapping his tail around his paws.
They didn’t have to wait very long. Pawsteps sounded from behind the ferns circling the island, and Eeltooth could hear Silentstorm’s grumbling. “Alright, what exactly was so important that Eeltooth had to make you drag me all the way out here…” Silentstorm trailed off as she pushed through the ferns. Her nose was twitching as she took in the scents of the gathered cats, her ears flying back in alarm. She froze, her mew high in surprise. “What’s going on? Why are all of these cats here?”
Blazeheart stepped out behind his sister, shaking his pelt briefly. “I can explain,” he mewed quietly. The tabby’s green gaze was wary as he regarded his sister. “But it’s important. Please, just listen to what we have to say.”
Silentstorm hesitated, looking uneasy. But after a moment, she started padding towards the other cats, her brother following behind. Her ears flew forward with surprise as she padded towards Darkbreeze, sniffing the heavily-pregnant queen all over. “Great StarClan, what are you doing out of camp?” Silentstorm demanded, tail-tip twitching anxiously. “You’re too close to kitting to be out in the cold like this. You too, mousebrain,” she added to Specklefoot, who sat a tail-length away.
Darkbreeze butted her muzzle against Silentstorm’s neck. “I’m fine, harebrain,” she purred. “I made it to the Gathering just fine, didn’t I? And I still have a moon before the kits are coming.” For a moment, tenderness and worry flashed in her gaze in equal measure. Eeltooth, who sat on Darkbreeze’s other side, touched his nose briefly to her ear in an affectionate gesture. He knew Darkbreeze had to be nervous about raising her half kittypet kits without their father. But he also knew that Darkbreeze would be an amazing mother to those kits, and that with their mother and her kin, they were going to grow up loved.
Silentstorm touched noses briefly with Specklefoot in greeting, turning next to Eeltooth. The tom purred briefly as he touched noses with his ThunderClan friend. As she drew back, Lightfoot and Ambertalon approached, the tom pressing his muzzle against Silentstorm’s neck. The blind she-cat’s expression grew more serious. “Alright, what is this all about?” she asked. “Why are you all here, and why did you lie to get me here?”
Specklefoot sighed. “Your brother asked us to meet with you here tonight,” she explained. “We just want to help you, Silentstorm. We’re you’re friends.”
The blind queen was looking more uneasy by the moment. Gently, Blazeheart began to explain, “We brought you here to talk about the prophecy.”
Instantly, Silentstorm stiffened, fear flashing in her eyes. Eeltooth was alarmed at the sudden expression of terror the queen wore, which was gone as quickly as it had appeared. Silentstorm isn’t a coward, he thought, unease prickling at his pelt. If she thinks the prophecy is over, why would she look that afraid when the prophecy is mentioned?
The she-cat’s expression shifted into one of irritation. “I see. And you felt it was important enough to drag me away from my kits into the freezing cold, all the way to the Gathering island, to discuss a prophecy that’s over and done with? And if it’s about the prophecy, what are those three,” she gestured towards Ambertalon, Nightfern, and Finstrike, “doing here? Since when do they know anything about it?”
“I overheard them talking about it by accident,” Ambertalon explained in her blunt mew. “Blazeheart told me about it after.” The queen gave an irritated hiss, but Ambertalon mewed briskly, “Don’t be mad at him, I’d already overheard enough, and it wasn’t like I would’ve let him keep the rest from me.”
Darkbreeze mewed gently, “I asked to tell Nightfern. Even if the prophecy doesn’t refer to defeating Breeze, she did help us kill him.”
Nightfern still looked uneasy, her amber gaze darting around the gathered cats with a wary glow. But her mew was strong as she said, “I don’t know what to make of this prophecy, and I don’t know all of these cats well. But if there’s a darkness coming for the Clans, I want to help.”
Silentstorm glared sightlessly at the mottled she-cat a few moments longer, then turned away with an odd twitch of her tail. “I guess that’s alright then,” she mewed gruffly. She turned next to Finstrike, growling, “What about you?”
The RiverClan warrior glared evenly at Silentstorm, sniffing, “I saw my brother sneaking out of camp and wanted to know why. He didn’t see me until we reached the island, and I saw Specklefoot sneaking there too. And now, I want to know what exactly is going on with this prophecy, and all of this sneaking around. If there’s a way to beat the Dark Forest, why don’t the leaders and medicine cats know about it? Why are you hiding?”
Silentstorm pulled back her lips in a snarl. “There’s nothing to hide,” she said sharply. “The prophecy has nothing to do with the Dark Forest. Breeze was threatening the Clans, he’s dead, end of story. The prophecy is over.”
Something was off about her tone. There was a flick of unease in her gray eyes, her mew just a hint too rushed. Suspicion began to prickle at the back of Eeltooth’s mind. He rose to his paws, approaching the massive queen. “There’s something you’re not telling us,” he grunted, ears flicking towards the queen.
The unease flared up in her gray gaze. “Don’t be mousebrained,” she growled. “I’m not hiding anything. Breeze is dead, and the prophecy is over.”
“Silentstorm, at the Gathering after the battle, there was a sign,” Blazeheart told his sister gently. “The clouds blotted out the moon, and all of the stars. It was a darkness unlike anything I’ve ever seen.”
“So what?” Silentstorm mewed briskly. “Storms happen. It isn’t always a sign from StarClan.”
Specklefoot fixed the blind queen with a stern glare. “It wasn’t just StarClan covering the moon,” she mewed firmly, “or just a random storm. The entire sky was filled with darkness. It was a sign, but not from our ancestors. It had to be the darkness we were warned of. And now, with Dark Forest cats stealing prey and appearing in the forest again…”
Lightfoot picked up her thought. “We think the Dark Forest is the darkness you’re meant to defeat, Silentstorm.”
For a moment, the she-cat turned her muzzle towards her mate, her expression oddly blank. There was something chilling in her blind gaze, something dark and dull and resigned that had Eeltooth’s pelt prickling with unease. “That’s mousebrained,” she mewed in a flat tone.
Something’s wrong. Eeltooth took another step towards his friend, his hackles raising. The tom had spent a whole moon with Silentstorm living with his Clan like a denmate. He knew Silentstorm as well as his own Clanmates, the way her eyes lit up when she was happy, how her ears flicked back when she was nervous, the curl of her lip when she was annoyed. And he knew how to read the shifty look in her eyes now. “You’re lying,” he growled. “There’s something you aren’t telling us.” A chill ran through his pelt as he realized, “You already know the prophecy isn’t over, don’t you? You know more about the prophecy than you’re telling us.”
Blazeheart looked at Eeltooth in surprise, and alarm. “What are you talking about?” he asked, a tremor in his mew. His gaze slid from Eeltooth to his sister. “Silentstorm?”
The queen didn’t answer. The anger was gone from her expression. Now, her gray eyes held a look of grim resignation, and of fear. Lightfoot pressed against Silentstorm’s side, his amber eyes glowing with fear. “Silentstorm?” he murmured, pressing his muzzle against her neck. “What’s going on? Is there more to the prophecy that you haven’t said?”
Eeltooth was surprised to see that Silentstorm was starting to tremble. She laid her chin over Lightfoot’s head, seeming to draw comfort from the closeness of her mate as she drew in a shuddering breath. “I’m sorry,” she murmured. “But there’s nothing else any of you can do to help me.” Her dull tone sent a chill through Eeltooth’s pelt.
The others looked just as chilled. “What are you talking about?” Darkbreeze asked, sounding uneasy. She reached out her muzzle, bumping it against Silentstorm’s chin in a teasing gesture. “No matter what’s coming, we’ll stand beside you, and if we’ll fight with you if that’s what it takes.”
“She’s right,” Ambertalon growled, amber eyes flashing in the darkness. “I’ll claw out as many Dark Forest throats as it takes, if that’s what the prophecy calls for. And we’re certainly not leaving you to face this prophecy alone. I don’t know much about this prophecy, or what exactly you’re supposed to do to defeat the Dark Forest. But you’re my Clanmate, and I’ll always stand by you.”
“And so will the rest of us,” Specklefoot said firmly. “Just tell us what we have to do, and we’ll do it. None of our Clans will be safe until the Dark Forest is defeated, and we certainly aren’t going to stand to the side while our friend is in danger.” All around the clearing, the gathered cats gave mews of agreement.
Finstrike stayed silent at first, watching the proceedings with narrowed eyes, but even she dipped her head at Specklefoot’s words. “I don’t know about this prophecy, but I’ll fight beside whoever I have to in order to keep my Clan safe from the Dark Forest,” she grunted.
Silentstorm closed her eyes, her expression pained. “I wish it were that simple,” she murmured. Somehow, her dull tone now was far more unsettling than her earlier anger. With a shaky breath, she pulled away from Lightfoot, her gray gaze dull with fear. “But it isn’t. I’m sorry. This is my burden to carry.”
The blind she-cat turned away from her friends, picking up a brisk trot as she started off towards the pebble bridge. “Wait!” Blazeheart called desperately. He bounded after Silentstorm, but she pushed past him, trotting across the pebble bridge to the other shore before taking off at a run.
Blazeheart stared desperately after his sister for a few moments, before returning to the gathered cats, green eyes filled with fear. “I’ve never seen Silentstorm that scared before,” he mewed.
Eeltooth felt as shaken as the tabby looked, and he could see that the others felt the same. Silentstorm had always been a bold cat, facing whatever came her way with the same stubborn courage that had brought her to RiverClan during the terrible storm. If she was this scared, and this determined to keep her role in the prophecy a secret, it must be worse than what Eeltooth could imagine.
For several moments, no cat spoke. Then, Nightfern murmured, “What are we going to do?”
“I don’t know,” Specklefoot mewed. The tortoiseshell queen looked as shaken as the rest of them, but she was clearly making an effort to collect herself. “Clearly, Silentstorm knows more about the prophecy than we thought, and for whatever reason, she’s keeping it from us. There isn’t much we can do when we don’t know how the prophecy is meant to be fulfilled.”
Eeltooth glanced towards the pebble bridge, fear and worry clawing at his heart. He had already known that the Dark Forest likely played a role in the prophecy, and he’d heard the stories of how devastating the battle against them had been. But after Silentstorm’s fearful silence tonight, the future seemed darker than ever before. StarClan save us all, he prayed silently.
But after a moment, he began to draw himself up. Silentstorm had always been stubborn, and he knew that she wouldn’t tell them anything as long as she thought it was right. But he had a stubbornness to match her, and even if she was determined to push her friends away, he had no intention of sitting out the fight to come. “We can’t make her tell us what the prophecy is about,” he growled, drawing the attention of the other gathered cats. “But we can try to figure it out ourselves. And even if we don’t find out, we can stand by her side when she has to fight, whenever and whatever the battle will be.”
Blazeheart and Nightfern looked at the RiverClan tom bleakly, still looking too stunned and afraid to register his words. But Specklefoot’s amber gaze had taken on a determined gleam, and Darkbreeze and Lightfoot were nodding, while Ambertalon dug her claws into the ground with a low growl. “You’re right,” Ambertalon growled. “We have to fight.”
“But we can’t fight if we don’t know when the battle will be, if it’s going to be battle,” Specklefoot cautioned. “We can’t rely on Silentstorm to tell us, so we’ll have to get any information we can on our own.” Her amber gaze was sharp and thoughtful as it swept over the gathered cats. “Darkbreeze, Ambertalon, you and I are stuck in the nursery, but the rest of you, keep your eyes and ears open on your patrols. If you learn anything about the Dark Forest, how they’re moving through the territories, or what they’re doing or planning, pass on the word to the others. We have to figure out what they’re planning if we have any hope of beating them, and helping Silentstorm with the prophecy.”
“We can still hear from the patrols while we’re in the nursery,” Darkbreeze pointed out. “And we can sneak out of camp to pass the word on if we need to.” Specklefoot gave an approving nod.
Eeltooth looked at the cats gathered around him, starting to feel his confidence building again. He knew that all of these cats would fight beside him, and beside Silentstorm, to the death if that was what it took. Whatever darkness lay ahead, whatever the Dark Forest and the prophecy had in store for Silentstorm, they would all stand together to face it.
He only hoped it would be enough.
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Hmm, I’m not totally satisfied with this one, but hey, it’s done. 😛 And it’s nice to have a new POV to explore.
So yeah, another of the new POVs I mentioned is Eeltooth’s. ^^ For some reason, it was harder to write his POV than Darkbreeze’s. I think he’s just more quiet about his thoughts, if that makes sense. But he’s gruff and a fun character, and it’s nice to see Finstrike from the point of view of someone who she isn’t always glaring at. 😛
So now Finstrike knows about the prophecy, as do Ambertalon and Nightfern. ^^ This should be interesting. And now they all suspect that Silentstorm knows more than she’s telling them, and they can see how afraid she is. But they’re determined to fight beside her anyway.
I shall try to get the next chapter posted soon. I have finals coming up, though, so updates might slow down for a bit. We’ll see. Finals definitely come first.
HAMILTON REFRENCEEEEEE
Nice chapter! I´m wondering what Finstrike will do now that she knows, and if I know Ambertalon and Darkbreeze they´ll try their best so much 😛
No reply? That’s a first. O.o
pssssssst Jayieeeee
What reference? I didn’t make any intentional Hamilton references this chapter.
Thanks! 😀 And we shall have to see. ^^ Yeah, Ambertalon’s always ready for a good battle, and Darkbreeze wants to help her best friend whatever it takes. 🙂
“He only hoped it would be enough.” I thought that was a Hamilton reference. Oops 😛
Ah, I see where that would seem to be a Hamilton reference. ^^ But nope, it wasn’t intentional that time. 🙂
Nice 😀
Thanks. 😀
Ahhhhh wow Eeltooth’s POV was magnificent I love it I love it I love it
Ooh, Finstrike is there too…wow.. I didn’t really expect that. And Jayie I’m imploring you to tell me: will Eeltooth ever get a love interest?
I just finished listening to That Would Be Enough…and I then read the last sentence. I swear to StarClan it really happened. 😛
Thanks! 😀 It was definitely fun to write in his POV. ^^ And yes, it should be interesting with Finstrike there now. ^^
I’ve explained before in the description after one of the chapters that Eeltooth is aromantic, and he said himself in that chapter that he has no interest in having a mate or kits. So no. 😛
Oh wow, I wasn’t even intending to reference Hamilton that time. 😛 And that’s cool. 😀
Great chapter!
Thanks! 😀
Great chapter! Also, I LOVE the cover! <3
Thanks! 😀 Yeah, I’m pretty proud of the cover, except for the trees. 😛
Distant Kin
Allegiances
Windclan:
Leader:
Ashstar- gray tom with white tabby markings.
Deputy: Cloudtrike
Warriors:
Baybreeze- gray tabby she-cat tinted with ginger markings
Skytail- Brown tabby tom
Spottedsky- Brown and white speckle she-cat
Volefeather- Brown and white tom apprentice: Cloverpaw
Redheart- dark russet tom
Yellowtail- solid golden she-cat
Streamfur- gentle dapple she-cat apprentice: Cherrypaw
Apprentices:
Cloverpaw: sold brown she-cat
Cherrypaw- brown and white she-cat
Elders
Fernfang: dark brown tom
Sharppelt: fluffy gray tom
Shorttail: Russian blue she-cat
Medicine cat:
Smallstep: Small brown and white tabby tom
Riverclan:
Leader: Reedstar: brown tabby tom
Deputy: Silverclaw- silvery tabby she-cat
Warriors:
Berrystorm: Ginger she-cat apprentice: Quitepaw
Leapordstripe: orange and brown spotted she-cat apprentice: Icepaw
Smokestorm- dark gray tom
Tigertail- dark tabby tom
Appleclaw- red-brown tabby she-cat apprentice: Frozenpaw
Lionstorm- brown and gold tabby tom
Pineheart- brown and gray tabby she-cat
Soottooth- dark gray fluffy tom
Apprentices:
Quitepaw: gray she-cat with dark grey muzzle and paws
Frozenpaw- shiny white she-cat
Icepaw: white she cat with light gray highlights
Medicine cat:
Runningmist- Bright white and gray she-cat
Elders:
Tallwhisker: brown and white “penguin suit”
Shadowclan
Leader: Darkstar- jet black tom with vibrant green eyes
Deputy- Shrewslash- brown tom with green eyes
Medicine cat:
Brighteyes- brown and white tabby with one blue eye and one green eye
Warriors;
Clawstripe- brown tom
Crowjaw- sleek black tom with yellow eyes
Rainheart- gray she-cat with white patch on heart
Elders
Shredtail- white tom with shredded tail
Medicine cat
Echostripe- bone gray tabby she-cat with dark stripe down back
Thunderclan
Leader
Breezestar- Gray and white tabby
Deputy;
Pebbleclaw- Breezestar’s brother, (the same)
Medicine cat
Crystalpool- gray and white she-cat
Warriors
Squirrelfur- orange tom
Oakstorm- cream tom
Brightstorm- gray and brown she-cat apprentice- Mousepaw
Elders
None at the moment
Apprentices:
Mousepaw: gray tom
Oops I just realized I put Frozenpaw by the wrong cat XD, it’s supposed to be by Smokestorm, well it’s to late to edit now, uh-oh and I thought I went over it. 🙁
Pineheart and Shredtail are canon and Brightstorm is a BlogClanner 🙂
Pineheart and Shredtail are canon, and Brightstorm is a BlogClanner. 🙂
Whoa, thanks for telling me, hehe, I really have to update this!
Okay I just realized how much Is wrong with this I really need to redo it
Distant Kin
Chapter 1
The wind whipped the moor, tearing up heather and gorse and whirling it across the sky. In the Windclan camp, a rather large hollow surrounded by thick gorse, cats were sheltering in their dens, staring out, wide-eyed and fearful of the storm tearing apart their home. In the Warriors den, a ginger and gray she-cat crouched, shivering, looking desperately toward the border with Riverclan, were her sister, Berrystorm, sat with her clan mates, probably doing the same as Baybreeze, hoping desperately her beloved sister was alive.
When Baybreeze and Berrystorm were apprentices in Windclan, their mother, Jayfire, lay dying after an attack by a furious badger, her daughters had been hunting with her and had been with her in her last moments. She had revealed the shocking truth that their father, who they hadn’t know of until then , was Minnowfang of Riverclan. Berrystorm had never quite gotten over the horror of that day, for she was espically strict on the warrior code, Baybreeze knew that for her it felt like being torn apart from everything she’d ever known, including her sister.
Berrystorm had felt as if she couldn’t be loyal anymore, she felt separated from everyone she ever knew, Baybreeze had caught her looking down at her paws one day, looking for webs that the Riverclan cats had. The horror in those bright green eyes never left Baybreeze as her sister discovered the resemblance to her Riverclan kin. Finally one day when Baybreeze was alone in her den her sister came in looking miserable, her bright eyes sparkling with tears the look on her face startled Baybreeze so much she leapt to her paws and ran to nudge her sister affectionately and ask what was wrong. But Berrystorm moved away. She confessed that she could not live in Windclan anymore. She asked Baybreeze the come with her to the leader of Windclan, Ashstar, to ask him for his permission to let her join Riverclan.
Ashstar approved, with regret that she would leave, and said she would always have a welcome home in Windclan. Baybreeze walked her sister to the border , it tore her apart knowing she would only see her at gatherings and it would never be the same… She had walked home alone, wet in the rain, muddy, head down, remembering the times when Jayfire had been alive and her sister had played with her….
A bolt of lightning siezed the sky and jerked Baybreeze out of her thoughts. She sighed, it would be no good to mope about Berrystorm, her sister was happy we’re she was, she finally felt she belonged somewhere, she finally had clan mates, maybe even a mate… Baybreeze drifting off to sleep with these warm thoughts of her sister, finally happy…..
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Hey guys, sorry it’s so short, my next chapter is longer they get longer as they go on, I’m writing it watt pad but for now it’s private but anyway, yeah I hope you like my story 😛
This is a very interesting chapter! It’s kind of half the theme of Hollyleaf, and half the theme of Bramblestar and Tawnypelt!
Thanks! Yea I was kinda going for that 😀
Arrg I really want to post the second chapter but I feel like that would be really annoying, just having a stream of my stories, arrg so I have been waiting for literally hours for somebody to comment something, I mean I was down with my animals for a hour or two but still it seems like nobody’s on, or the monitors aren’t. Whatever ;|.
It’s not that nobody’s on, it’s that the mods aren’t on. There are only two really active ones, plus two who are active but don’t really mod comments much ^^
Hehe. Just normal me being mean and suspicious of everyone ;P
Nice chapter! It’s cool to see Berrystorm’s and Baybreeze’s loyalties split, and I wonder where that’ll take them 🙂
Thanks!