Here we are with yet another chapter. As you all probably know, school will keep me from posting every day with the junk it throws at me. Yeah, that's with almost anyone now-a-days. So it is understandable, probably.
Snowfall16: Thanks for taking time to encourage me! I've been thinking of what you said, and making three books might be a small struggle. I know you will be able to pull it off in "A New Rise" too! I wish you luck in NaNoWriMo-ing! (Unless you've already finished. *Glances around room and puts hoodie over head, trying to pull it over face.* In that case, I hope it was fun doing that, even though it takes a lot of effort.) I am/was rooting for you, and always will!
Blah, Blah, Blah, here's the chapter!
Chapter 1 (Petalfire's p.o.v.)
Two sunrises ago, I had a litter of three kits. Only me and Sparrowwhisker, the medicine cat, knew. I rasped my tongue over a light ginger pelt, who was Maplekit; the oldest, and a gray pelt- Treekit; my second-youngest. I gazed at my youngest with animosity flaming in my eyes.
I laid on my flank, wishing I would just fall asleep.
Then I remembered- today I would present each little kit to ThunderClan, revealing them to the other cats that were so curious.
My kits were bundled up, sleeping. I picked up Maplekit, who wailed in protest. Before moving, I glared at her youngest kit.A curse, you are indeed! Just like your father. I walked out of the nursery with the ginger tabby kit in my jaws.
Cats gathered in front of the nursery murmured their praise and thoughts.
A black tom sat with his tail wrapped around his paws at the side of the nursery entrance, looking at the earth in front of him silently.
I handed the black tom- Sparrowwhisker, my kit, announcing to the crowd. "This is Maplekit, I happily welcome her into ThunderClan!" I forced a smile, then carried the kit back to it's nest.
My white belly brushed against the stone floor as I picked up my gray kit, who seemed to have orange stripes on his legs. Once exiting, Sparrowwhisker's yellow eyes gleamed. "We also welcome Treekit to our clan." He gulped as the I went to grab my last kit.
I bit hard down on the scruff of the white kit with shiny silver patches, carrying it miserably out of the den.
Bracken swished behind me as I dropped the kit, my head still hanging.
There were gasps emitting from the group of cats. I recognized Hollowstar's pained gasp in the midst of them all.
I growled. "This is Moonkit, which I curse." My ice-blue eyes were fueled with anger as I glanced at the kit.
It was white with beautiful silver patches. Emitting from each shoulder was a delicate wing. They were pure white, in the middle was a stripe metallic silver lining the feathers, along with around the edges and on the bottom feathers. This was on each wing, and the silver matched the patches on the fragile kit's pelt. The runt mewed, scrabbling in the snow.
I saw other cats giving nods of agreement. Hollowstar, a black tom with a white underbelly and stockings even had the same thoughts, I could tell. Sparrowwhisker shook his head, signaling I to return my kit to it's nest.
He looked at the clan. "Petalfire joined us almost three moons ago, giving us these wonderful kits. Well- mostly. Anyway, now we shall continue daily life."
As the group dismissed, they gave not as enthusiastic cheers as usual. "Maplekit! Treekit! Moonkit. Maplekit! Treekit! Moonkit." Each time "Moonkit" was said, the clan fell into a whisper, increasing once again to say the other kit's names.
Hollowstar stayed back, his muzzle only a whisker-length away from mine. "I don't mean to be as a Dark Forest cat, but I want that kit gone!" He hissed, his breath hot in the frosty weather.
I hated Moonkit, but she needed to grow before being abandoned. "Can't we wait until she's older, so she has hope?"
The leader's fur lightly bristled, as he turned back. "I will choose when she leaves, as long as it happens. No kits will be produced from her, ever. It'll effect the bloodline of the clans. We must make sure she develops no relationships." He suppressed a growl through clenched teeth, his paws crunching in the snow as he ambled to the medicine den.
I returned to my nest and let my kits suckle. I sighed. I can already imagine the gathering. Hollowstar sitting on the branch, depressingly gazing upon the crowd. "I has given birth to a new litter. Maplekit, Treekit, and-" she thought of him gagging before mentioning her name. "Moonkit. The- winged one. I don't know how this happened, but she will be left to die." My thoughts floated in my mind. I wouldn't go to the gathering and hear what would happen. Or would I? Half of a moon left, then the clans would go to the gathering. I will get to go! One last thought of happiness occurred in my head, and I dozed off.
*** (Dark Forest's p.o.v.)
Thick, gray fog slowly stirred on the earth. The sky was replaced with blacks and reds, all sorts of dark colors. Trees stretched so high their tops weren't visible, their trunks twisting and the branches gnarled. A thick, black river flowed sluggishly, and seemed to bubble every so often.
A dark tabby with amber eyes padded towards a scared, gray tabby with a white underbelly and legs. He chuckled maniacally. "Lost, are ya? I can help you find your way back, if you wish." His breath stunk worse than crow-food and mouse bile combined.
The she-cat's ice-blue eyes lessened in width by a bit, and her fur died down. "You will?"
"Of course, I'm not going to kill you, pigeon-brain!" He tried to sound convincingly friendly, but a growl remained in his throat. He raced off. "Coming?" His voice hardly echoed with the thickness of the air, but the she-cat could still hear him.
"What's your name?" She asked, gazing into his amber eyes.
He looked at her fiercely, his hackles raised. "Tigerstar. I assume you are- Petalfire?" Tigerstar slid his long claws through the soft dirt that was unseen beneath the thick mist.
"Y-yes. Where do we go now?" Petalfire was slightly shocked.
"Let me talk!" Tigerstar snarled, lashing out at the queen, creating a gash in her cheek.
Petalfire gulped and remained silent, not speaking for specific terms.
"I heard you had a kit with wings." The dark tabby sat, his muscles rippling with more than just strength.
She didn't know if she should say anything, so she gave a curt nod.
Tigerstar smiled evilly, then his emotion faded into a cold glare. "You need to rid of it soon, why not just kill it? I mean, she's gonna die without any others anyway!" He hissed demandingly. "You will receive a reward if you do!" The tom tried to make a gleeful gleam in his eyes, failing at being happy.
Petalfire brightened up, standing tall for once. "What prize?"
"You'll get it once you do what I said!" Tigerstar snapped.
She felt a spark of hesitation, but remembered she didn't exactly love Moonkit. "I will complete this task, she is a curse to the clans. Thank you, Tigerstar."
The dark tabby tom faked a grin, thinking of what he was hiding from Petalfire. In a barely audible voice, he hissed. "She'll get that gift soon..."
The small tabby she-cat gave a questioning glance at Tigerstar, then shrugged it off. "So, where-"
"Here!" Tigerstar turned back, sinking his long claws into the queen's shoulders and throwing her down a hole.
Petalfire fell, grasping for any roots sticking out. Blackness engulfed her and she fell, yowling hopelessly. "Help, anyone!" No one heard her as she fell into a warm, thick, slimy substance. She gagged, it felt like she was swimming in blood. No, it must be the water. She swam what felt like up, her head soon emerging from the murky water.
It was pitch-black, nothing was light. She flung her paws around helplessly, finally smacking the riverbank hardly. "Ow!" She dug her claws into it and pulled herself out of the disgusting water blindly. Petalfire shook off, not wanting to groom herself. She did anyway, tasting blood once she reached her torn shoulders. After cleaning the muck off of her pelt, she fell onto her flank, closing her eyes and sleeping.
The queen woke up in her nest, surprised to see her kits sleeping. Her pelt felt the same as before she'd fallen asleep by the murky water. She remembered what she was assigned to do. Soon enough, she was going to kill her youngest daughter, Moonkit.
"Okay, that's cold!" Sorry, I should realize what she is doing, or does she already understand? [Confusion here?] I don't know. Anyway, what are your beliefs about this assignment? What do you think Tigerstar is hiding from I? Review please! I will answer my own challenge or do it as well, and post the results or correct answer on each chapter. {If it is something I can respond to/answer} Here is the Answer of the day! (Hope you aren't cheating)
ATOD: (Yes, I memorized it- Therefore I am not cheating!) You spell it this way: Super-cali-fragil-istic-expi-ali-docious! (Without the: -'s. That was so you could read it betta!)
QOTD: What's your favorite food, and do you think your cat (if you have one) would like it?
COTD: Take a pen and disassemble it. Take a mechanical pencil's lead, and dip it in the ink tube. Write your name with the ink from the lead on your paper. Then do whatever you wish with the lead, and assemble the pen back together. (A 'clicky' pen) {Also, this can be wherever you want. (At school, home, friends house,) If you worry about breaking the pen, don't worry about it.} You don't have to type your results in, for that'd be giving away personal information...
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