Yarrowpaw was a dark cream she-cat with black paws and amber eyes. She was glad to call herself an apprentice of Windclan, loyal to her clan in every way. She was in patrol with her brother Hawthornpaw and their mentors, and had caught 2 mice and a rabbit already. "I'm gonna go look along the borders, okay?" "Whatever, stay out of trouble." Responded her mentor Smallgaze.
She had caught the scent of mouse on the air. In hunting position, she started to stalk towards it. She had a build like a Thunderclan cat, and mice were her specialty. A black and white tail stuck out of the bushes, scaring the prey away. Yarrow paw stood up, annoyed. "Why did you do that Hawthornpaw!" A black and white cat stuck his head out I the bushes. "Hawthornpaw?" He had blue eyes, the color of the ocean, very different from her brothers green ones.
"Hello? I asked you a question." He meowed. "I'm Marshpaw, what is your name?" He smiled. "Y-Yarrowpaw... nice to meet you ... Marshpaw." Yarrowpaw stuttered. He purred. She smiled. "What brings you to Windclan territory?" He blushed. "Oh my Starclan I am so sorry I am on your territory!" Yarrowpaw shook her head. "I think it's fine, as long as you don't steal prey. What clan are you?" "Skyclan. Wanna play?"
About a moon had passed since Yarrowpaw met Marshpaw, and tonight she was going to the Gathering. Her dad, Timberfall stood high over the cats. He was standing on the Highrock to speak for Windclan, since the leader was in the medicine den. The entire clan worried for Goldenstar, as he was on his last life. Her mother, a pure white she cat with green eyes named Icepelt, was licking her new litter, Ripplekit, Wolfkit, and Shellkit. The entire clan seemed peaceful, as the hunting patrol came back with 2 rabbits to add to the fresh kill pile.
As the patrol came back, Yarrowpaw realized Hawthornpaw was not with them. They all looked emotionless, and as she looked closer, cut up and bruised. The medicine cat, Quailbush, ran up to them. "Milkcreek! Duskberry! Kinkspots! What happened?!" Icepelt rose her head. "Where is Hawthornpaw?" The patrol shook ther heads looking at the ground. It was Kinkspots that spoke.
"Skyclan got him."
Yarrowpaw took a step back, and ran out of the camp. She could hear Timberfall calling out her name, but she didn't care. Tears swelled in her eyes, as she ran to the underground caves. She knocked her paws against a rock, and a moment or two later the black and white cat came into the cave. "Whats wrong?" He exclaimed. They only used the secret knock in emergencies. She turned her head away from him. "You know Marsh!" He frowned. "Yarrow, tell me. I don't know what you are talking about." "As deputy of me you should! Thats what deputies do..." Marshpaw licked her head. "Yarrow, you can tell me anything."
She lashed out at the gentle cat. "So can you! So do!" He cocked his head. "Yarrow, you are making no sense! Tell me whats wrong!" "You are holding Hawthornpaw hostage!" He frowned, an angry look on his face. "Who told you that?!" "The hunting patrol! Three loyal warriors!" He unsheathed his claws. "Skyclan has done nothing of the sort!" She did the same. "How do I know I can trust you?!" "I am your deputy!" "Not anymore!" She screeched, running out of the cave.
Where do I go now? Yarrowpaw wondered. As she padded across Windclan territory, Brightpelt and Brackenclaw came running towards her. "Yarrowpaw! We have been looking everywhere for you!" "Your dad said you can't go to the Gathering! And he wants you back in camp now!" Yarrowpaw looked at the two golden cats and scoffed. "He is not the leader of the clan." "He will be by tommorow!" Brackenclaw spat angry. She took a step back. "Does that mean-" "Yes, Goldenstar is dead. Greeencough got him."
Yarrowpaw bowed her head. "Okay, I will come back with you." They walked her to camp and she went into the apprentice den and fell asleep.
She he had an odd dream that night. She was in a forest, dark, with no cats. "Hello?" She called out. She saw the faint outline of a cat, pure white with a black tipped tail. "I have been waiting for you Yarrowpaw."