Hi! :) Here is a new story I have made, Ravenpaw's Destiny. I hope you like it. :D
A black cat sat at the entrance to a barn. He sat, tail curled tightly around him and grief filled eyes staring at a mound of dirt sticking out of the ground.
Rain fell gently, landing not even a mouse length away from the black cat's paws. Thunder roared in the distance, but the tom didn't look up.
That was Ravenpaw. Usually he would be curled up on a pile of hay, listening to the rain fall onto the barn roof with Barley curled asleep up next to him. But now he is sitting in the barn entrance, staring at a mound of dirt with dull, unseeing eyes. Alone.
He knew what was under that dirt. Barley. Barley was dead and Ravenpaw felt sure that he was never going to see his friend again. Or any of his other friends.
The Clans left the forest a full four season ago, and their territory had been replaced by farm land and a huge Thunderpath. Now that Barley was dead... he had no one.
Barley had died to save Ravenpaw. The Twolegs had gotten a new dog, a big one too, and it had gotten into the barn one night. Ravenpaw hadn't even heard it coming until it was too late.
By the time he noticed it, it was already in the barn. Ravenpaw had tried to run and climb up higher, but the dog was too fast. Just before it grabbed Ravenpaw, Barley had flung himself at it. Though his friend's act of bravery had saved Ravenpaw, it had killed himself.
That was only yesterday. Ravenpaw had held a silent vigil for his friend, and then buried him.
Ravenpaw stood up. He turned around, and slowly padded -head down and tail dragging- into the barn. He walked over to his favorite pile of hay and layed down. As he took in a deep breath, he could scent dog, mouse, and of course the lingering scent of Barley.
Ravenpaw listened to the rain hit the barn roof, and slowly fell into sleep.
Ravenpaw opened his eyes to find himself in a beautiful clearing. The grass was soft, ferns and colorful flowers grew along the edge of the clearing, in the trees birds sang and squirrels chittered, and the sun was warm on his black fur.
Ravenpaw looked around the clearing, slowly turning in a circle. Where was he? He came from his barn, to this amazing place.
"Ravenpaw." A voice meowed behind him. The black and white tom turned around to see a blue-gray she-cat walking out from underneath a clump of ferns and pad towards him. The stars in her fur showed that she was from Starclan. But this cat seemed familiar... Then it clicked.
"B-Bluestar?" Ravenpaw studdered, eyes wide. It couldn't be her! Why was she here?
"Hello, Ravenpaw." Bluestar purred, stopping a tail length away from him. "I have a message for you."
"For me?" Ravenpaw couldn't help but blurt out.
"Yes." Bluestar meowed. "I saw what happened to Barley, Ravenpaw. I'm sorry." Ravenpaw looked down at his paws, a fresh wave of grief washing over him. "But, I still have a message for you."
"Alright, tell me." Ravenpaw looked back up at his former leader and dipped his head respectfully.
Bluestar took a breath then said, "Follow the river to its source, and find the cat's in danger. Through history they have been forgotten, but now it is their time to be known again. Only the Raven can bring the Sky home."
Ravenpaw blinked, confused. He opened his mouth to say something, but Bluestar was already starting to vanish.
"Wait!" He called out. "Why me?" He yowled, "Who are these cats?" But Bluestar was already gone.
The wind ruffled his fur, and he could faintly make out the great leader's whisper, "Good luck, Ravenpaw. You'll need it."
Alright, I understand that the prophecy is not that great, but whatever. Sorry the first chapter is short. Please review!
