Chapter One: Night Changes
You know what the title of this chapter is. You know! Oh, cut it out! I can see right through you.
YES! DIRECTIONER 5 LIFE, BABIES! SUCK MINE!
(my toe, lol what did u think I meant lolol h8rs)
Aaanyway. (Ellen) ENOUGH okay ahem HELLO MY FLOWERS
Marissa (dat my name) has uploaded another chapter of Windy Nights.
(It technically is 2nd chapter lolol swag money!)
IDK what to write, so this is going to be an awkward useless chapter with lots of detail. I'm just practicing the detail, I'M SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING WAAAH!
A feline with a pelt as black as the night was stalking through the undergrowth. His eyes locked on the target, an unsuspecting brown mouse, before gracefully leaping to land on the squeaking rodent. His paws held the mouse as his head bent down so his teeth could bite the mouth's neck.
A minute later, the same black cat and three others were heading towards their home, tiny prey hanging limply in their jaws as the cats' paws padded against the soft earth. It was damp after the recent newleaf rain. The snowstorm that ran throughout the land just days before was just another story in history- a story quite useless to them, but to others, very important- for it was the night when an exiled Clan began their plan of revenge.
The black cat's Clan welcomed the patrol back. "Reedstar!" A blue-gray she-cat called, running over to them, her bright blue eyes shining like water (which was her element).
Wait, did we just say that?
OH MY STARCLAN, JACOB, STICK TO THE SCRIPT!
"I'M SO SORRY, SIR! IT WON'T-"
YOU JUST SPOILED EVERYTHING! YOU'RE FIRED!
"BUT, THEN, WHO IS THE NARRATOR!"
Marissa is! Just put her out here. Get out, Jacob!
"MMRF"
Hi so um im new nrator and I lov 2 red bexzuzs it fun
So hera we se nite is gona chang bexus the capter tital ses so
I'm absolutely kidding! Sorry for the writing hiccup! I wanted humor in here. Comic relief and all that.
But what's coming next? A dark secret? OOH! Let me read this, OH SNAP! I'm reading this out loud to y'all!
A'IGHT, here we go!
"My lord," a very mid-era young man's voice echoed through the great hall. "A prophecy has been born."
Magic cat time!
So, yeah, last we left off, Clawthorn was laying some prophecy crap on our old man.
Reedstar nuzzled his mate as they lay down on the soft grass. Dew tickled his stomach, and he held back a laugh.
"So," Skysong began. "Care to tell me the prophecy now?"
Reedstar thought for a moment. "Yes, it's time my deputy knows. And my mate." He grinned. Then he cleared his throat, reciting the words Clawthorn gave him three days ago.
"As breeze blows north, crows caw in the night, their feathers rising in the wind. This omen was given to Clawthorn three days ago; an angry breeze was blowing through the trees, and he saw the biggest crow he'd ever seen in his life. It cawed and cawed, its feathers rising as our neck fur rises when we're upset."
Skysong groaned, immediately understanding. "Great! Crowfeather's the deputy of WindClan by now, and pretty soon, Onestar's going to die! Great! Then what?" She laughed as if saying GREAT. "Then, Crowstar is appointing his son deputy! And I can't imagine what it will be like with Crowstar and Breezepelt in authority!"
"Don't view Crowfeather the wrong way, Skysong. He's just rude because he-"
She huffed, obviously not hearing her mate, and Reedstar stared after her as she entered the warriors' den.
Reedstar mentally stuck his head underwater, suffocating his own mind. I forgot to mention the rest of the prophecy!
He murmured to himself, "After the crow caws to the night, the night changes for not better, but worse."
OOOH GURL
Not useless chappie after all!
YOU'RE LOOKING AT AN ALMOST FULLY FLEDGED DIRECTIONER, Y'ALL!
Actually, this chapter sucks D:
