Redtail |
Leader: Sunstar, a yellow tom with amber eyes
Deputy: Tawnyspots, a spotted tom with unusual blue eyes
Medicine Cat: Featherwhisker, a gray tabby tom
Warriors:
Bluefur, a blue-gray she-cat with sapphire blue eyes
Fuzzypelt, a black tom with spiky fur
Adderfang, a red tabby tom
Thrushpelt, a gray tortoiseshell tom
Mousefur, a light brown tabby she-cat
Thistleclaw, a spiky-furred orange tom
Rosetail, a light red she-cat
Patchpelt, a black and white tom
Leopardfoot, a dark brown tabby she-cat
Stormtail, a blue-gray tom with cold blue eyes
Dappletail, a pretty dappled brown she-cat
Whiteye, a white she-cat
Apprentices:
Whitepaw, a sturdy white tom
Tigerpaw, a dark tabby tom
Queens:
Swiftbreeze, a tortoiseshell she-cat, mother of Redkit, Spottedkit, and Willowkit
Robinwing, a red-brown she-cat with green eyes, mother of Frostkit and Brindlekit
Elders:
Stonepelt, a heavy set tom with dark gray fur
RiverClan
Leader: Hailstar
WindClan
Leader: Heatherstar
ShadowClan
Leader: Cedarstar
Redkit stood at the opening of the nursery, waiting for Spottedkit and Willowkit. Sometimes they were so annoying.
"Come on slow-pokes!" Redkit yowled.
"Wait!" The two she-kits hollered back.
Spottedkit never was very energetic. She was the smallest of the litter. Willowkit on the other hand was usually very boisterous, except when Spottedkit was with her. Then it was always Spottedkit this and Spottedkit that. Willowkit could be very annoying to Redkit.
After a while, the two she-kit made their way over to Redkit to play. "Tag! You're it!" Redkit yowled as he lightly tapped Willowkit with his bushy tail. Willowkit raced back to tag Redkit when Spottedkit jumped clumsily in the way and became it. Spottedkit then trotted around the nursery with a playful sparkle in her green eyes. Reaching out her long and luxurious tail she gently tapped Redkit on his hindquarter.
"Can I play?" Brindlekit tentatively asked.
"Sure Brindlekit. You're it!" Willowkit enthusiastically mewled.
Brindlekit went around on shaky legs running as fast as her small legs would take her. Finally she spotted an easy target; Spottedkit. With a newfound energy Brindlekit bolted after the tortoiseshell kit and with a tumble rammed right into her target, Spottedkit.
"You're it!" Brindlekit caterwauled with all her might.
Spottedkit went running like a wild woman and rammed right into Redkit, and he let out a surprised yelp.
"Now, now kits. Be nice" Swiftbreeze chided.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather at the high rock!" Sunstar screeched.
Redkit, Willowkit, and Spottedkit bounced out of the crowded nursery and bounded into the clearing.
"Redkit, Willowkit, and Spottedkit. Step forward." Sunstar purred.
Gingerly the 3 kits leaped on to the highrock.
"Redkit. You have a boundless energy and I know you will make a great warrior. Your mentor will be …..drum roll… Thrushpelt! He will teach you to use your energy for the best." Thrushpelt looked ready to burst with happiness.
"Willowkit. I know you are a thinker. Your mentor will be Mousefur! She will teach you "
"Spottedkit. You have shown a great interest in Featherwhisker and his job. You will be a medicine cat. Your mentor will be Featherwhisker."
"Redpaw! Redpaw! Willowpaw! Willowpaw! Spottedpaw! Spottedpaw!" The clan cheered loudly. Redpaw felt just about ready to burst with excitement. Adderfang and Swiftbreeze looked ready to burst with pride at their kits.
"Come on Redpaw!" Thrushpelt called.
"So today we will work on some stalking techniques. Now the first thing you must remember is to keep your weight always on your hind paws so your prey won't sense you vibrations in the ground." Thrushpelt said as they were strolling quietly through the forest filled with the peaceful chirping of birds.
"Shhh." Thrushpelt churred. "See that mouse." Thrushpelt pointed with his tail.
"Yeah!" Redpaw whispered.
Silently Redpaw prowled through the winding path of the forest, being careful to keep his weight on his back legs. Soon he got close enough to pounce. He made his move. Bunching up his legs, he leaped into the chilly air, sailing through the air, flying over the mouse. With a thump Redpaw glided right into an ancient oak tree. Too far. Way too far. Redpaw chided to himself. His mistake rang in his head in more than one way. Redpaw's head throbbed. His skull bounced around in his head, and a weird ringing noise echoed and resonated in his pulsing head.
"Okay. We should probably get back to the camp and see Featherwhisker." Thrushpelt murmured anxiously.
"Yeahh." Redpaw trailed off. He was starting to feel slightly dizzy.
Thrushpelt expertly led them through the cool forest filled with colorful leaves and autumn scents. With a thud Redpaw dropped to the ground. He looked like an unmoving, tortoiseshell-and-red lump of fur or a red rock standing in the middle of the forest.
Gently Thrushpelt gathered his unconscious apprentice in his jaws and with a grunt hefted the sturdy tom. Running at a steady pace Thrushpelt raced back to the camp.
"What's going on Thrushpelt?" Mousefur queried.
"MmmmM." Was all that the dark gray tom could manage to get out.
"Something's wrong with Redpaw!" Mousefur exclaimed.
They followed him back to camp where they were greeted by Featherwhisker.
"What's wrong with Redpaw?" Spottedpaw asked worriedly.
"He just looks unconscious." Featherwhisker naturally said.
Gently Featherwhisker dragged the unconscious tom to the aromatic medicine cat's den. Crestfallen, Thrushpelt headed off to the warriors den. With a thud he fell to the dusty floor of the empty warriors den. He fell into a troubled and dreamless sleep.
Carefully, Spottedpaw grabbed some herbs and set them down in front of Featherwhisker. The medicine cat snatched the herbs up and with a sigh and prodded Redpaw.
"You need to eat these herbs." The gray tom firmly told Redpaw as he was mixing the herbs into a poultice.
"Okay." Redpaw weakly croaked out.
Once the medicine cat finished mixing the herbs he set them carefully in the injured apprentice's jaws. With a dramatic swallow redpaw swallowed the herbs. The herbs tasted like a sick mouses' dung mixed with part of a fox's bile and badger fur all in one.
"What happened?!" Swiftbreeze roared. She was as fierce as a lion when her kit got hurt.
"He's just a bit unconscious." Featherwhisker calmly retorted.
"What?" Swiftbreeze asked tentatively.
"He hit his head pretty hard." Featherwhisker said.
"Okay….." Swiftbreeze sounded uncertain.
After Swiftbreeze left Redpaw fell asleep.