Ravenfeather's Chance
Characters
Shadowclan
Leader
Tanglestar- Tall brown tabby tom with curly, bent whiskers
Deputy
Pineclaw- Orange tom with green eyes
Medicine Cat
Kestrelfeather- Brown tom with amber eyes and only 3 paws due to a birth defect
Apprentice: Dawnpaw
Warriors
Patchwhisker- White and brown tom with dark green eyes
Apprentice: Lighpaw
Thorntooth- Muddy-brown tom with black whiskers and amber eyes
Shiverwing- White she-cat with amber eyes
Frecklewhisker- Brown she-cat with black points on her ears, tail, whiskers, paws, & nose
Apprentice: Starlingpaw
Dapplefrost- Grey she-cat with lots of white spots and blue eyes
Rainstrike- Grayish/Blue tom with green eyes and a white tail tip
Greytail- Dark grey tom with dark amber eyes
Stormlight- Black and grey tom with very dark/ almost black eyes
Apprentice: Cloudpaw
Rabbitear- White tom with a black tongue, ears, nose, and blue eyes
Poppyflight- Yellow/brown she-cat with amber eyes
Queens
Splashfur- Grayish/blue she-cat with blue eyes
Mate: Pineclaw
Kits: Birdkit, Darkkit, and Spottedkit
Nightwhisper- Pure black she-cat with green eyes
Mate: Stormlight
Kits: Ravenkit and Falconkit
Redwillow- Red/orange she-cat with a black tail and green eyes
Mate: Tanglestar
Kit: Spottedkit
Riverclan
Windclan
Thunderclan
Prologue
The battlefield was red with the blood of her clan mates, weak from a wound on her side, Nightwhisper leaned up on a boulder and watched as horror unfolded on the land she called home. But then, a large, one eyed black tom came streaming from over the hill and straight into the rage of battle. But a huge tom reared up and struck him, raking his claws down the black toms' back. "No!" she screeched, and rushed towards him.
"Nightwhisper….. Nightwhisper!" Nightwhisper awoke from her nightmare abruptly, looking for more attackers. "Are you alright?! Is it the kits?!" Dawnpaw was asking, feeling her for contractions," No, just a bad dream is all." Nightwhisper laid her head down on her paws, pondering her recent dream," I must speak with Tanglestar." She said sharply, and the apprentice made a curt nod and disappeared from the nursery.
Nightwhisper laid a paw upon her swollen belly, feeling the slight twitches and turns of her unborn kits. She hoped that not one of her kits was black, for if one was, death may be not far in his future.
Nightwhisper looked up as she heard the swoosh of the vines covering the nursery entrance as Tanglestar made his way in. "What is wrong, Nightwhisper?" "I fear that Starclan has sent me a prophecy." Tanglestar sat and gave her a serious look," What is the prophecy?" " It isn't all that clear, but it is 'All that is good shall be shattered, darkness shall rise, but not if the black warrior stands.'…. What do you think it means?"
"I think it means we must prepare for battle." Nightwhisper protectively covered her swollen belly with her paw," I guess it does." And Tanglestar took his leave.
"Kestrelfeather!" Nightwhisper cried, as she felt her kits coming. Soon she looked up to see Kestrelfeather and Dawnpaw standing with her with the herbs needed for her kits delivery.
Soon, two toms kits were at her belly, one was a golden color like his grandfather before his father, and one was….. black.
Nightwhisper cried out in despair, for she knew that her son's fate was uncertain. Stormlight licked her ear comfortingly after hearing her dream," He will prevail my sweet, do not worry." And wrapped his tail around hers.
She looked at her golden son, his pelt shining alike to how the sun caught the feathers of a falcon. "Falconkit." She whispered to her son. Then she leaned over to her son who's fate was in the hands of Starclan, and knew what he would be called. "Ravenkit."
Chapter 1
Ravenkit opened his eyes to a dim den and a face full of his mothers' fur. "Oh look Redwillow! Ravenkit has finally opened his eyes!" Purred the familiar voice of his mother, giving him a gentle lick," Why don't you go out and play Ravenkit? Your brother is already outside playing mossball with Birdkit, Darkkit, Spottedkit, and Mousekit." Redwillow commented, smiling at him. He looked up at his mother for approval, but she just flicked her tail and laid her head down on her paws.
Ravenkit stepped over the sleeping Splashfur's tail and trotted out of the den.
As soon as Ravenkit stepped out of the nursery, he was hit square in the face with a moss ball. He gave a surprised squeak and batted it away, leaving the older kits to chase it. Ravenkit looked over and saw only 4 of the kits that Redwillow mentioned. He scanned the camp for the other one, and saw it sitting over by the camp entrance. He gently padded over to where the kit sat, but stopped short as she turned to look at him. "So, you're Ravenkit?" she said. Ravenkit tried to look for something to say, but she responded first," I don't believe we've properly been introduced. I'm Mousekit." She said, padding up to Ravenkit. She gave him a light touch on the nose and padded off to the nursery.
Ravenkit stood there for a few moments, pondering what had just happened, and he decided that she was going to be an interesting clan mate.
Ravenkit padded over to where his brother and the other kits were playing moss ball," Hey! Can I play?!" he called," Sure!" a tinkling voice replied, and he saw the beckoning tail of a little she-kit he assumed was Birdkit, so Ravenkit jumped right in, snatching the ball from his brother's paws and sprinting across the camp, but he only got past the fresh kill pile when he heard a battle cry ring across the clearing, and cats charging in from the camp entrance. Ravenkit drops the moss ball and digs his claws into the dirt, preparing for the worst.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mousekit dart out of the elders den and bolt towards the nursery, Ravenkit tried to follow her, but in the cluster on strange cats, he could only hear the screeches of battle and see his clan mates fighting for their home. He struggled to get to the nursery, but he was stepped on, and eventually lost his footing. He looked up to try and find someone, mewling in fear, but instead, his left eye met a claw. He screeched in agony, praying to Starclan that he wouldn't die. "Ravenkit! Ravenkit! Ravenkit! No no no no no!" he heard his mother say, Ravenkit felt her teeth gently grip the loose skin on the back of his neck, and then, he saw no more.