Hiya! The name's Snowflower! I'm trying this little story out while me and my special somebody roleplay it out. I think it'll be a pretty interesting story. Not sure if there'll be a sequel. I really haven't thought that far into the future. Anyways if you like the first few chapters you should review whether I should continue the story or not. Thanks for taking a sneak peak at this!
A paw flashed into a pool, shattering the image it held. A she-cat let out a frustrated growl and dipped her paw in the pool once again, revealing new image.
A tom sat down beside her and sighed as she shattered the image.
"We can't change their destinies Ashflower" the tom meowed softly to the she-cat.
Ashflower looked at him, her eyes wide with dismay. "I can't save them Spottedpelt!" she cried, burying her face into the white tom's fur.
"They were always destined to have cruel natures, even before they were born" Spottedpelt murmured looking into the reflection that revealed the night their daughters were born. He looked at the grey flecks that spotted his white pelt and sighed as he looked to his mate. "Ashflower you can't go on like this. You've been in front of this pool ever since we both died." He whispered into his mates ear.
"We have to try and change them! I don't want them going to that wretched Place with No Stars! Our kits deserve to be in StarClan!" Ashflower hissed, dipping her paw in the pool again, staring at it intently.
Spottedpelt looked around and saw eyes watching them. Every cat seemed to be curious about their kits. That their destinies would destroy all the clans.
"Spottedpelt look!" Ashflower meowed quickly, nearly jumping out of her fur. Spottedpelt looked to the pool and widened his eyes. "StarClan has given them a chance! A chance to reside in StarClan! Thank you StarClan!" Ashflower yowled into the sky.
Spottedpelt intently looked into the pool's reflection, studying every part of it.
"Death has frozen the cold flower's gentle petals and made the greyest cloud weep. Only the crimson feather and the flaming bracken can return their peaceful nature." Spottedpelt recited.
He let out a sigh and looked to Ashflower who stood frozen. "But all that matters is this chance that they have! Our kits may finally be able to join StarClan." Ashflower rejoiced as she pranced around. Spottedpelt purred softly and began to look around again; the eyes watching them were narrowed.
"But ultimately they will have blood on their claws whether they like it or not. Which means StarClan has to judge them before entering StarClan, which also gives them a chance to enter Dark Forest" Spottedpelt murmured.
Ashflower stopped prancing around and glared at her mate, "If I know my kits it's that they will always choose the right choice!" she hissed, expecting Spottedpelt to fight back.
Spottedpelt nodded and padded over to her, "Let's go get you some prey" he meowed, carefully dipping his tail into the pool, careful not to shatter the picture it held as he swished away the image.
