Milkkit's POV
"Moonleap?" I called. She was always arrogant in these tunnels. I found her digging at some weak dirt. "What are ye doing-eth?" I asked.
"Weak dirt. Must dig..." She said. Soon, we saw light. The bumpies had grown back. I said,
"Shieldeth thou eyes." And tore off the oversized things. They then lie hopeless on the ground. I stood up, wincing, and watched as Moonleap tore hers painfully off. "Yeowch!" She said, and continued, "Ok. Claw your way in." We clawed at the weak dirt, and it collapsed on the ground. Then we heard, "The weak dirt near the front gate has been destroyed!" And pawsteps stampeding on the ground. We turned to run, but our legs did not fly through air. "What you doin' here?" I heard somebody hissed in Moonleap's ear. I was painfully lodged in a cat's jaws.
"Thou ist dumb to thinketh she would doeth ye harm." I said, and the cat dropped me. I looked at the cat, and it Mrowwwwed in laughter. "Ok, old badger! Didn't know ye was wise."
It went into silent laughter. "We can take them in as prisoners, then maybe if they take the Trivia of Faithful digging, then maybe." He said. He leaned in closer to me. "My name is
Harewhisker. Hola amegos." He said and picked me up. Moonleap was forcefully dragged by another gray tom. They threw me in, along with Moonleap, in a dip out of the tunnel. What was to become of us?
Wren's POV
I stood dead still infront of a tunnel. Can I go in?
I stepped into the tunnel, it's darkness seemed to say 'Welcome!' I walked for a while, for what seemed like days. Every now and then the common stream with common fish had blessed me beautifully. Then, I stood infront of a broken barrier. "Hey!" I looked down. A kit. Ah, if you even opened your mouth if you got stepped on as a kit in The Wails, then you would be in Dark Forest right now. "Intruder! Attack!" She squealed, running at me. But she was a little powerful, actually. She had me pinned down like a full-grown cat, pressing her paw to my throat. "Get in the tunnel. Now." She shoved me in, and I saw a dip with a huge barrier. She rolled it over, and shoved me in. "Ey, you got found too?" A black shecat said with a gray kit sleeping beside her.
"Hi. My name's Wren." I said.
"Hey, the name's Moonleap. And this is Milkkit." She said, gesturing to the kit beside her. I nodded. What was going to become of us?
Glidepaw's POV
"Dirt!" They chanted. I sat in my nest, shaky after the encounter with the rogue. I got up, and went to visit. "Eh. You here? Once a rogue, always a rogue." Harewhisker taunted. I pushed past, and into the den. Three loners, one a kit, sat on the prickliest moss that the apprentices accidentally don't cut right, or will make bones stiff. The black shecat curled on a pile of moss, and the tabby ate the mouse somecat shoved in the feeding-hole. "Your names?" I asked.
"Wren." The tabby said.
"Moonleap, and this is Milkkit. And please," Moonleap said, gesturing to Milkkit, "ask for softer moos for my kit. He does not deserve this." I nodded, and ran off.
"Harewhisker! I need some softer moss for the prisoner kit. It is unfair." I called, earning a grunt. A few minutes later, Harewhisker came back with huge amounts of soft moss. He made all three of them a nest, and made a fourth. "This is yours." What?! "Adderstar said it was punishment."
Harewhisker smirked, and walked away. "Lay by me. We can all combine our moss and make it warmer. Milkkit can sleep in the middle, so he can be warmest." Wren suggested. We combined, and curled up over our moss. I guess if I was going to sleep here, I needed to know my cats. Moonleap had warmed me, and by instinct I fell asleep.
A dream
We appeared in a dream. "The gliding eagle, the leaping moon, the new life's drink, the wing of a wren." She said. It made sense. "The gliding eagle, the leaping moon, the new life's drink, and the wing of a wren will join blue sky, red blood, green of grass to wailing of cats. A killer tribe will be no more, and wailing of cats will become group of wailing, and the killer tribe will not and cannot kill. Clashing thunder, raging river, tall shadows, and breeze on the wind will not like some of the groups. Air, ground and the river will leave, and the clans will find peace. But, be wary. Beauty will charm leaders, and show sorcerers. The Time Of Magic will begin." It was Willowpaw! She then blurred, and the four collapsed.
Glidepaw's POV
It was morning. We stretched and walked out. Adderstar faced me. "The strangers must take the Trivia Of Faith." We walked to the announcement cavern, and watched as my friends departed from me, up the rock.
(Liney Breaky)
Oh, I have never been more overwhelmed! Milkkit and Moonleap are in Tunnelclan, so is Wren!
Question: Do you like Adderstar? What do you think the prophecy means? What is the Trivia of Faith (you will find out next time!)