Chapter Two
"Siiiillverkiiiit.." Cougarkit nudges my side, hard. "Whaaaaaaaaaat!" I meow back. "Oh, nothing. Nothing important...except apprenticeship!" I leap up.
"Oh yeah!" We were going to be the first apprentices out of the nursery! "Patchfur!" he calls to our foster mother. She rolls over to face me and Cougarkit pounces on her. "RAWR! I'm going to be an apprentice!" He brags.
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Highrock." calls Jadestar. Excitement courses though my tiny body. "Cougarkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Cougarpaw. Your mentor will be Rosefur. I hope Rosefur will pass down all she knows on to you.
"Rosefur, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from Thornclaw, and you have shown yourself to be strong and brave. You will be the mentor of Cougarpaw and I expect you to pass on all you know to Cougarpaw."
Cougarpaw and bright reddish Rosefur step forward. They sit. Jadestar continues. "Silverkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed." she smiles at me. Jadestar has always been nice to me. "From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Silverpaw. Your mentor will be Ashstorm. I hope Ashstorm will pass down all he knows on to you.
"Ashstorm, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You had received excellent training from Thundertail, and you have shown yourself to be strong and brave. You will be the mentor of Silverpaw and I expect you to pass on all you know to Silverpaw." I step forward, and see Ashstorm's sleek black-grey pelt quiver with happiness. We touch noses, but I basically headbutt him I'm shaking so badly."Cougarpaw! Silverpaw! Cougarpaw! Silverpaw!" Thunderclan greets us.
It is already moonhigh, so I head to the apprentice den. A snort greets me from the only other apprentice besides Cougarpaw. "Hi. You woke me.. I'm Webpaw. Goodnight." He promptly lies back down and falls in a deep sleep. I lie down on the ground, since I haven't made a nest.
I dream of a misty plain, with brilliant stars and a thick fog. Three cats suddenly appear in front of me. Appear, not walk. They are translucent, and have stars on their pelt. Am I in Starclan? All three misty cats speak at once, without moving their lips. They mumble unclearly, yet they seem scared. I catch a few words.
A prophecy!
But.. I'm no medicine cat! "Who are you?" I ask the cats.
"No one of importance. Wake up."
I stare confused. "But-" Just then I wake up.
I feel something on my back. Two somethings. Probably just Webpaw and Cougarpaw, goofing off. I ruffle my shoulders, attempting to knock them off. Instead I feel the release of weight on my shoulders, but suddenly feel off balanced. I open my eyes and look over my shoulder.
Two grey, downy wings, feathers tipped at the end with black, extend from my back. I have...wings?