Chapter 1-The discovery of the golden rock-Dawnheart
I narrowed my eyes as I spotted a mouse. It was a fat and juicy one that I knew I would catch. Slowly, I crept forward. Then, I pounced. I quickly snapped it's neck before it could wriggle out of my paws. It was an easy catch. In Greenleaf, there was prey everywhere and you could always get easy catches.
I picked the mouse up in my jaws and headed back to the Amberclan camp. It was too bad that with all this prey, the clan couldn't bend the warrior code a little bit. I could use some food at the moment.
As I neared the camp, an all too familiar voice called, "Great catch!" I groaned inwardly. It was Rockpaw, the most annoying apprentice ever. It was so hot and I knew that Rockpaw was very talkative. Even if the end of the world came, he would just keep on chattering.
"It looks delicious! I can't wait to get back to camp. I'm starving."
"Why don't you bother someone else?" I muttered sarcasticly. He was starting to get me into a bad mood. The gray apprentice didn't seem to hear me.
"Did you see my catch? I caught a giant rabbit that could feed the whole clan. And-" I cut him off with a glare. I stomped away and finally made it to the camp entrance. At least I didn't die from Rockpaw's chatter.
I stepped through the entrance and felt much cooler. The entire camp was shaded by a large Oak tree called the Giant Oak. I always felt safer stepping in. The camp was surrounded by thickets of brambles and thistles that kept nearly everything out of the camp. I dropped my prey on the fresh-kill pile and trudged towards the warrior den. I was about to reach the den when a rock tripped me up.
"Starclan forsaken ro-" I was about to curse at it when I realized that it wasn't any old rock. It was a golden one! I couldn't believe it. It was just a legend, a story! Finding the golden rock could mean great fortune! Or disaster. A voice in my head said. I ignored it.
I guess it was true because the shining rock stayed where it was instead of disappearing. I leaned over and gently prodded it with my paw. It was cold to the touch. I knew that if any other cat saw this, I would not have the rock to myself. Quickly, I scooped it up.
If it hadn't been for the thought of other cats getting the rock first, I would have dropped it. Whispering voices echoed around my head.
Put it down!
Misfortune awaits you. Put it down, now!
One grew louder than the other, talking fiercely.
Those who fell, will arise. Those who never knew, you will despise. It nearly stopped my heart and I almost forgot to breath. What did that mean? Danger? No, it was just the heat. I was imagining things.
I decided to try and fall asleep. Luckily, I did.
"Those who fell will arise," My eyes snapped open and found myself staring at a dark ginger tom. "Those who never knew, you will despise." I felt confusion well up inside of me.
"What are you talking about? I have no idea what you mean!" I then noticed that the ginger tom had stars in his fur. He was a Starclan cat. "Who are you?" I whispered. His yellow eyes gazed through me.
"I am Rowanstar, and you are in the greatest danger ever known."