I forgot to add disclaimer at the beginning of first chapter… sorry
Bear with me here comes the excruciatingly boring stuff
I do not own any of the rights to this.
Well actually that wasn't that bad… oh well
Oh yeah, I might not be able to write all the time, so please bear with me when months fly by when I am loaded with homework and such. I'll mostly be writing over school vacations
and days off and they don't happen too often. So please stay with me.
Sorry about the boring stuff.
Chapter 2
Over the next few days Sagepaw healed, she was used to treatment like that. It reminded her of how the oldest leader ever, Firestar (yes he is still alive) told her of Tigerstar his rival. It
had been many moons ago when Tigerstar had committed tyranny and decided that he forest was now his. Of course he was murdered by Scourge who was then killed by Firestar.
Sagepaw knew that her father was the cruelest cat in the clan, but she could not oppose him, he was her father as well as clan leader, didn't the warrior code state that there was no
going behind your leader's back?
Crowflight entered his den and looked over Sagepaw. "You're good to go my friend." He licked her and she stood. After a week of lying on her backside she was a little wobbly on her
paws but she still managed to stride out of the den with her tail held high. Lionhawk was speaking with Daisypaw, who was all but drooling over her attraction to him. It made Sagepaw
let out a mrrow of amusement.
Runningpaw came dashing up to his den mate before halting right in front of her to lick her ear. "Its so good to have you out of the den! I'm going to be a warrior today. Hopefully if
Redstar agrees. I don't really fancy him as a leader. Do you?" this blabbermouth cat had been denied his warrior ceremony for moons, so Sagepaw could feel sympathetic. But, she couldn't
take him insulting her father. Though he ripped open her side she still loved him and she couldn't help but defend him.
"He's doing the best he can," she hissed. "Ashstar's death was of great loss to all of us, so quit flabbing your gobble and shut up." She whipped around and stalked off toward her
almost-drooling sister. To Runningpaw nothing she just said made sense, especially the flabbing your gobble part. What in the name of StarClan was a gobble anyway? He asked himself
striding over to his mentor.
Ashroot and Sagepaw set out to patrol their borders, along with Hawkheart and Shorttail. The patrol moved swiftly through the tall grasses and arrived at the ShadowClan border
soon enough. They had sent out a similar patrol of three warriors and one apprentice. The apprentice was jet black with a long tail. His mentor, or so it seemed was a tawny she-cat with
bright red eyes. A frightening effect over all. The two other warriors were identical, both blue-gray with a big brown blotch on their backs. The two patrols stopped and looked around.
"You dare cross our border?" hissed the apprentice, looking at Sagepaw menacingly.
"If anything, you and your pals are the one's crossing ours!" she hissed back, hackles raising, it was an odd sight, cats don't normally have very big hackles, hers were enormous.
"Get off our territory!" screeched the apprentice launching himself at Sagepaw, who in return flipped onto her stomach and when he landed on her she bucked him off with her back
legs."This is WindClan territory!" she growled and flung herself on top of the winded apprentice. "And remember to stay away." She slashed at his ear, and before anything else happened
the ShadowClan cats retreated back into their trees. Sagepaw released him and he darted after his clanmates.
"Good job, young one!" Shorttail exclaimed, brushing her lightly on the shoulder. She looked up to him, her eyes grateful.
"Shorttail?" she asked, he looked down at her. "I don't understand, why did they want the moorland? They don't even know how to hunt rabbits." As she spoke she heard a rustling
in the tall, whispering grass. She pounced and brought back a rabbit dripping with blood. "Lets share." The two cats ate in silence until Shorttail answered.
"Of course, StarClan has always wanted us to be peaceful, but some leaders, Redstar and Rockstar especially don't wish to be peaceful, so they attack each other. Plus, we all have
disagreements sometimes, and others we make allies." Ashroot padded over and settled herself next to Shorttail.
She mrrowed to clear her throat and began. "I have the most exciting news!" her solemn mentor was almost leaping up and down with excitement. "I'm having Hawkheart's kits!"
"Oh that's wonderful!" Sagepaw was genuinely happy, but she was afraid it might interfere with her training. Well, there were other warriors, and she would have a few moons
before anything really stopped her mentor.
Sagepaw flew at her mentor claws sheathed and Hawkheart sat rooted to the spot. Sagepaw got a good grip on her mentors shoulder with her teeth, barely sinking them in she
went with her instincts. Dragging her mentor down on top of her she pushed up against the tom's muscled stomach and flung Hawkheart off. It wasn't long until she was on top and
pinning him down.
It had been thirteen and a half moons after Sagepaw had been on patrol with Sorttail and Ashroot, it had been six moons since Hawkheart had replaced Ashroot as her mentor.
"Excellent," he licked her ear. He was more fatherly to her than Redstar ever was. Redstar had lost four lives, mostly due to battles with ShadowClan. It had been moons since she
had first seen that Jet black apprentice, but she knew that it was impossible to get him out of her head.
"I think its time you were made a full warrior. Redstar has delayed it long enough, Daisyvine was made one ten moons ago! It should be your turn soon."
Daisyvine was laying next to her mate, Lionhawk, she was glad to no longer be an apprentice so she could be with any cat of her choosing. Redstar had practically forced her on
Shorttail, now resting in the elder's den, five moons ago. But Daisyvine was in love and refused the set up. Sagepaw was proud of her.
Her den mate Runningfoot was itching, she could tell, to confess something to her. But she was not a warrior yet, not old enough or mature enough by her father's standards. She
had made several trips to MoonRuins and went to several gatherings, now she was just taking up space in the apprentice den.
"I Redstar call upon my ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has studied hard to understand the ways of your noble code. From this moment forward you shall be called
Sagewind. We welcome you as a partial warrior of…" Crowflight whispered into his ear. "But she doesn't deserve to be a full warrior of WindClan!" moaned Redstar. "She's a good for
nothing kit who complains so much." Crowflight fixed him with a gaze so formidable that the leader obeyed. "We welcome you as a full warrior of WindClan." He spit out and rested his
muzzle on top of her head, and she licked his shoulder.
"EEEWWW!" he spat. "get your dirty tongue off me!" he hissed. Runningfoot was the first to call her by her new name. "Sagewind, Sagewind!" they all cried. Willowfur licked her kit
until Sagewind had to squirm out of her way.
A profile of a cat stood in front of her, his tail longer and his eyes bright blue. "Sagewind." His voice soothed her and she looked into his eyes. He licked her nose and head.
"Runningfoot will wonder." She mewed softly.
"Let him wonder." The mystery cat mewed in her ear.
Sagewind woke with a start, breathing heavily. Runningfoot sat up too, he was leaning against her. "What is it?" he asked, licking her ear.
"Nothing, Runningfoot. Nothing at all." She fell back into a slumber in his paws.
