I have the original posted on another account but I wanted to post the Slash version on this one.
Disclaimer: Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter. I claim Whitefeather though.
Summary: Whitekit is born pure white but over time a gray streak appears. As his family shuns him for being half-clan, the streak darkens. 'A white feather drifts until a harsh wind blows in toward the abyss.'
Book 1-Chapter 2: Moonpool
A breeze ruffled the tall grasses around his white body. He looked around and tried to stretch his neck up so he could see past the grass. The sky held no stars, only a full, bright moon.
Whitekit jumped slightly to try and see where he was. His little tail twitched once again before trying to jump up.
"Whitekit…"
Whitekit quickly turned around to see a clearing behind him. Confused, he cautiously padded out into the open.
He was stunned to find Eaglewing sitting and patiently waiting for him.
"Eaglewing?" he asked hesitantly.
The old medicine cat opened his eyes but instead of the sharp yellow eyes he had once had, silver eyes shown back. "A white feather drifts until a harsh breeze blows it toward the abyss…"
Whitekit tilted his head in confusion. He stared into the brown tom's silver eyes and felt himself drifting. A white feather? Abyss? What did he mean? He opened his mouth to question the older tom but nothing came out.
"Do not let them get to you, Whitekit. You have a great destiny no one knows about. Do not let them influence you to follow the wrong path. Stay away from the shadows that the forest holds." Eaglewing's voice boomed before he slowly started to fade away.
"Wait!" Whitekit yelled, finally finding his voice. "What are you talking about?"
"Stop kicking me!"
Whitekit jumped awake and scooted away from Tawnykit as she yelled at him. "S-Sorry."
Tawnykit huffed and rolled her eyes before curling up and falling asleep.
Whitekit had no such luck. He heaved as he lifted himself up and out of the nursery. He opened his mouth slightly to taste the morning air when he saw Eaglewing scrambling across the clearing, heading away from the dirt place. Remembering his dream, he only hesitated for a moment before running up to the medicine cat.
"Eaglewing?" he asked. He was surprised when the tom jumped in surprise. He had made enough noise. How had the tom not heard him?
"Whitekit! Don't sneak up on me like that!" Eaglewing hissed as he tried to catch his breath. "What do you want?"
"Um… I had a…. dream… I guess." Whitekit answered uncertainly.
Eaglewing stared at Whitekit for a few moments before his dull yellow eyes flashed silver and he nodded. "Come along then. I will tell you more in my den."
Whitekit followed after Eaglewing and stopped right in front of the entrance to the den. He glanced into the dark den and shuffled his paws.
Eaglewing stopped and looked behind him. "Hurry it up, will you? I don't have all day!"
Whitekit swallowed the lump in his throat and padded slowly into the den. The smell of herbs attacked his nose as soon as he was in the center of the den. He watched as Eaglewing paced and checked the herbs the lay in different pile in the corner.
Eaglewing turned suddenly and said, "Do you know what marigold is used for?
Whitekit blinked and slowly shook his head.
"It's used totreat infections and heal wounds and sores. Can you nae the three hearbs that calm cats?"
When Whitekit shook his head once again Eaglewing huffed and replied, "Thyme, chamomile, and dandelion leaves."
Whitekit watched as the medicine cat went back to muttering to himself and sorting through his herbs. What was the point of this?
"The point of this, Whitekit, is that I have heard a prophecy about you. You are the only one that fits in the stupid thing. So to keep an eye on you, I am going to take you up as my apprentice."
Whitekit almost jumped back in surprise. "Me? But I want to be a warrior like my…. Er… mother!"
Eaglewing shook his head. "No. I can not allow that. You will be a medicine cat apprentice."
Whitekit couldn't believe this. Did Eagelwing have the power to force him to be his apprentice? "But I odn't want to be the –"
"Don't complain!" Eagelwing hissed. "By doing this, maybe that prophecy won't come true. If it does –" Eagelwing stopped and he went back to muttering to himself.
Whitekit's tail twitched in anger and he felt his lips curl up. "But it's not fair!"
Eagelwing bit back with, "Life's not fair!"
Whitekit's ears flattened at Eaglewing's harsh words.
"You will be old enough to be an apprentice tomorrow." the old tom muttered out after he had calmed down. "I will take you as my apprentice then. Now scat!"
Whitekit quickly turned and rushed out of the herb filled den.
Whitekit's ears were against his head and his tail was limp on the ground as his half-brother and his half-sister were made apprentices.
He watched Tawnypaw pad over to Rabbitsoul, a gray tom with brown eyes, and touched his nose to his mentor's. He watched Petalkit do the same to her mentor, Hawkflight, a dark brown tabby tom with blue eyes.
He turned his head as Eaglewing whispered something to Hailstar. Hailstar's eyes widened and hee quickly whispered something harshly back. Eaglewing paid him no mind and jumped off from the large bolder before padding over to Whitekit.
"Whitekit, is it your wish to enter into the mysteries of StarClan as a medicine cat?" Eagelwing asked him loudly, so the whole clan could here.
"No.." he mumbled out but seeing the look on Eagelwing's face he quickly stated, "It is."
"Then come forward."
Whitekit padded toward his mentor.
"Warriors of StarClan, I present to you this apprentice. He has chosen the path of a medicine cat. Grant him your wisdom and insight so that he may understand your ways and heal his Clan in accordance with your will." Eagelwing said as he touched noses with Whitekit. "You will now be Whitepaw, a medicine cat apprentice."
Whitepaw pulled away and listened as the clan shouted their names.
"Whitepaw! Tawnypaw! Petalpaw!" rang throughout the camp.
Once that cats had dispersed, Eaglewing touched his shoulder with his tail and motioned up toward the top of the hill.
Whitepaw gave him a quizzical look.
Eaglewing frowned. "The sun is setting. Tonight is half-moon. We meet the other medicine cats and their apprentices at The Moonpool need to leave now to make it."
Whitepaw nodded, still not believing he had been forced to become a medicine cat apprentice. He followed Eagelwing out of the scoop of ground that the camp resided in and was surprised to see two unfamiliar cat waiting at the bottom of the hill.
One was a large ginger she-cat with bright brow eyes. Next to her was a she-cat with log brown fur and yellow eyes.
The ginger she-cat spoke first. "Hello, Eagelwing! Who is this young tom?"
Eaglewing nodded to the she-cat. "Hello, Sunpuddle. This is Whitepaw, my apprentice."
Whitepaw nodded at Sunpuddle hesitantly. The she-cat smiled at him and then started after Eaglewing who had been walking away.
He scrambled after them and looked to his left where the other she-cat was. "Hi." he said.
The she-cat grinned and nodded. "Hi, Whitepaw. The name is Brownblossom."
Whitepaw's mouth gaped. "You already have your medicine cat name?"
Brownblossom nodded. "I help cure a case of green cough when Sundpuddle herself got sick with it."
"Wow." Whitepaw stated simply.
Both apprentices picked up their pace to catch up with their mentors who had stopped by a small stream. They took a couple drink before heading on only to stop again upon a hill. Whitepaw looked down the slop and spotted three more cats heading toward them.
Sunpuddle and Brownblosssom bounded down the hill toward the other cats with happy yowls. Eagelwing sat staring the others with calculating eyes before standing and padding down the hill slowly, Whitepaw right behind him.
Whitepaw watched as Brownblossom ran up to a black tom with odd white stripes on his back that seemed to curl at the end. The tom's amber eyes met his and Whitepaw found himself holding his breath. He had never seen amber eyes look so fiery before.
The black tom nodded once. "My name is Darkpaw. I'm Pineleaf's apprentice. We're from ShadowClan."
Whitepaw nodded. "H-Hi. My names W-Whitepaw. I'm Eaglewing's new apprentice." He was glad he didn't stutter in the last sentence. He didn't know what was wrong with him! He couldn't get Darkpaw's eyes out of his head.
The large, calico tom next to him smiled. "I am Pineleaf by the way." His smiled and green eyes were warm and inviting, something most ShadowClan cats did not have.
"I'm Kinkpelt! I'm the ThunderClan medicine cat."
Whitepaw turned to look at a pale gray she-cat with blue eyes. He understood why they called her Kinkpelt; her fur stood up at awkward angles everywhere.
"Nice to meet you." he muttered, his eyes once again being drawn towards Darkpaw's amber ones. Though they did not meet because Brownblossom had him deep in conversation.
"We better head on." Eagelwing said impatiently.
The group of seven headed off. The climbed a few more hills, none as big as the ones in WindClan territory but large none the less.
They come upon a stream. Whitepaw watched as The medicine cats jumped on a large, flat rock that lay in the middle of it. One at a time they jumped on the rock then hopped to the other side.
Brownblossom and Darkpaw repeated this before he was the only one left on the other side. He looked at the stream and noticed it was a lot deeper than the one they had encountered before. He glanced up at Darkpaw but quickly averted his eyes after seeing the impatience in the amber orbs. He stared at Eaglewing instead as he leaped into the rock without a problem. He leaped once again and gave a small yelp when his back paws didn't make it.
"I got you!" he heard Kinkpelt yell. He felt teeth dig into his neck fur as the she-cat helped him up and out of the stream. He kicked his back legs several times to try and get the water off of them.
"We need to keep going," Pineleaf stated. "The high moon is almost upon us."
Whitepaw blinked. He hadn't realized it was that late. He looked up at silver pelt and noticed that there wasn't as many stars as there had been the night before. Shrugging, he followed the six other cats as they came upon a narrowed path.
He noticed several other paw prints along the path and decided to ask Eaglewing about it.
"They are the paw prints of our ancestors." He replied.
Whitepaw glanced down at his paws as he tried not to step on any of the prints. A few moments later they came upon a stone hollow with a starlit pool in the middle. He watched curiously as the six other cats either drank a few drops or touched noses with the pool. Following his mentor's example, he swallowed a few drops and curled up once he noticed the other cats doing the same.
What were they going to do? Take a nap? Apparently, that was exactly what they were going to do.
Whitepaw glanced around the gathered cats and let his gaze stop on Darkpaw before closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. He let himself slowly drift off.
A paw nudging his side woke him. He looked up to see Darkpaw staring at him.
"Wake up." the tom stated. "Something important happened. Our mentors want to discuss their dreams."
Whitepaw yawned and watched Darkpaw as he sauntered over to Brownblossom and took a seat. He stepped a few paces forward before sitting once again.
"I saw a bright white light." Kinkpelt started.
Pineleaf nodded. "I saw the same. A white light that practically blinded me." The two medicine cats glanced at Sunpuddle and Eaglewing.
Sunpuddle shrugged. "Same with me."
Eaglewing shook his head. "I saw a white feather drifting across a meadow." He glanced at Whitepaw before looking back at his fellow medicine cats.
"I saw a feather too!" Darkpaw suddenly exclaimed. "It was floating on a breeze when suddenly a beam of light hit it."
Brownblssom's eyes widened. "I saw exactly what Darkpaw saw but it kept on floating and ended up stuck in an oak tree."
"What about you, Whitepaw?" Sunpuddle asked him.
Whitepaw's tail twitched anxiously/ He didn't dream of anything. All he could remember was darkness and a cool breeze. "Nothing, I guess. Darkness and a cold breeze."
The others stared at him for a moment before going back to talking to each other.
"They all have something white in them." Pineleaf pointed out.
Brownblossom chook her head. "Not in Whitepaw's dream."
Darkpaw spoke up next. "Ya but isn't it odd that the only white cat among us didn't dream of white?"
The medicine cats silenced at this and Whitepaw found himself shifting uncomfortably as all eyes turned to him.