Fawn sat there, staring at the night sky. I wonder what's up there? The warm brown she-cat thought, watching the star twinkle and the clouds wisp away. It was the full moon that night, and for a strange reason, Fawn seamed to hear the stars call to her.
"Fawn?" a mew was heard. She turned to see a dark gray tabby tom.
"What is it, Storm?" she asked her little brother. Storm had not been of the same litter as her, but they had the same parents. Her two other litter-mates had died at birth, and Storm's sister had run away. They felt a very strong bond between them, as their parents had both died.
"I-I had a bad dream..." the little kit mewed, sounding scared.
Fawn sighed, but told Storm to come and sleep by her. I'll bring him back into our den after he's asleep, she thought.
"Fawn" Fawn tried to pinpoint where the sound was coming from. She was surprised to find it was from the stars themselves. "Fawn, Come to us."
"I must follow the stars." Fawn said out loud.
After weeks of traveling, Fawn and Storm were tired. She felt the stars leading her, whispering which way she should go, but yet, she felt so very separated from them at the same time.
"Fawn! I'm hungry!" Storm complained.
Fawn scented out a rabbit, and pounced. It was a pathetic catch, such a skinny rabbit, but it was food nevertheless.
"Here," Fawn nudged the rabbit towards the kit.
"Storm! Get down!" Fawn ran under a rock. Two she-cats were coming along a path that lead into a big cave.
"Specklefoot, You'll be fine." one of the she-cats urged a speckled brown cat.
"What if StarClan rejects me, Frostflower?" Specklefoot looked nervious.
"When we return to camp, I promise you will be Speckllstar. There is no reason for StarClan to reject you." Frostflower told Specklefoot.
"I smell a kit," Specklefoot said.
"A kit?" Frostflower asked, "Are you sure?"
"Of course," Specklefoot had detected them. "See? I see it's tail. Come out, little one."
Storm glanced at Fawn and they both came out.
"I-I'm sorry...," Fawn began.
"No worries. Is that your kit?" Specklefoot asked, while Frostflower ran over to look over the two skinny cats.
"No, he's my brother. I'm Fawn, this is Storm."
"They are only a little under fed. We should them back to camp." Frostflower said, "After the ceremony. Follow us." She said, flicking her tail for the two cats to follow.
It was pitch black inside the cave. Storm had started to purr in order to calm himself, and Fawn hissed under her breath. Are they leading us into a trap? She thought.
At that moment, a bright light shone in her eyes. It took a minute before she could see clearly.
"Wow..." Storm said in awe. They both stared at a bright shining stone.
"It is called the Moonstone," Specklefoot said, then she laid down, and pressed her nose to the stone.
"Fawn, we are here." Fawn heard the stars tell her. "Press your nose to the stone."
Fawn did so, and immediately she fell asleep. A starry cat walked up to her.
"Hello, Fawn. I am Featherstar," The starry cat said, "I have brought you here. It is your destiny to live with these cats."
Fawn looked over to where a celebration was being held. "Specklestar! Specklestar!" many starry cats called Specklefoot by a new name. She woke, and the stone was no longer shining.
"Specklestar!" Frostflower called to the speckled she-cat.
"A cat with Stars in her pelt told me to go with you," Fawn said, feeling confused.
Frostflower looked at Fawn. "What was her name?" she asked.
"She said her name was...Featherstar."
"Featherstar? Specklestar, She has come!" Frostflower said excitedly.
To be Continued...