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Chapter 1: Flamestep
Flamestep lay in his nest, trying to fall asleep, but Troutpaw's snores kept him awake, the tom had only been here for a few days, but Flamestep was already dreading spending the rest of his life with him, but he could learn to live with it.
Forcing himself to close his eyes and fall asleep, waiting for his dreams, feeling himself slip from the waking world, he opened his eyes, to find himself surrounded by darkness, he looked around trying to find out where he was.
When he turned back around, he found a flower ahead of him, with a patch of grass, at it's base, it had five petals, like the stories he'd heard of old, he padded forward to sniff it, but instead found himself in the gathering place.
On the ground cats lay littered around, and in the darkness a cat stood, and when he looked beside him, he found 4 cats beside him, he recognized Spottedstar, but the others? Nada.
Flamestep started to pad through the cats, but as he started to move, he jolted awake in his nest, he looked outside and saw it was morning, Troutpaw wasn't in the den, probably out eating.
Trying to get the horrible vision out of his head, he stood up and yawned, he had to play it cool, but when he knew that something terrible was coming, how could he not freak out?
Flamestep padded out of his den and finding Troutpaw sitting next to Nightpaw eating a herring together, he saw Mintstar coming out of her den, and warriors going about, and coming back from patrols.
One came from the ShadowClan border, and the other with prey in their mouths, Flamestep knew that the next night was the gathering so maybe he could talk to Spottedstar there, the tom was quite pleasant, at least to Flamestep.
But to others, he might seem, bossy and demanding, but he needed to focus on finding the other cats, maybe at the gathering he could, but one had looked like a kit, with her features, but at least he wasn't blindly searching.
Flamestep's days usually consisted of herb gathering (If needed), eating, sleeping, resorting his herbs, dealing with the elder, dealing with the kits, and other such 'fun' tasks, but now he had Troutpaw to train, he had spent the previous days, leading him to the best places to find herbs, such as the catmint patch, and the borage patch.
Today he would focus on remedies and other things, how to such a broken limb, maybe he could get through the basics today, then move on to more complicated things.
It would take moons to fully train him, but it was worth it, but now he was hungry and needed to eat and talk to Mintstar, he walked over to the fresh-kill that the warriors had just brought back and picked up a minnow.
Walking over to Mintstar, he saw that she had her eyes closed, but sighing he knew it wasn't going to be pleasant, but he had to wake her up.
"Mintsar?" He mewed, and the she-cat's eyes snapped open
"Yes Flamestep?" She mewed, her green eyes on him
"I've had a dream." He said nervously
"An omen?"
Flamestep shrugged, "It was more like a warning."
"A warning?" Mintstar asked, "About what?"
"The Clans' death."