Hey people! This is chapter 3 of Through the Generations, and this chapter Angelpaw will be disappearing from camp. What will happen? Dun dun DUUUUUN!
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Willowpaw paced the apprentice den floor. Where was she? She should have been back by now. What if she was hurt?
"Why are you so jumpy?" Laurelpaw, a fellow apprentice, asked.
"If Angelpaw isn't back in time for my ceremony..." He trailed off.
"If she isn't back in time then she isn't back in time! Stop worrying." Laurelpaw meowed and nuzzled him. His worries died down, but his gut was telling him Angelpaw wasn't okay.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the High Rock for a Clan meeting!" Scarstar's familiar cry rang out.
He padded beneath the High Rock with Laurelpaw at his side. They were both becoming warriors and Angelpaw wasn't there. He was terrified that she wasn't okay. Their mother had left him responsible for the care of his younger sister, and he wouldn't let her get hurt.
"Willowpaw, Laurelpaw, Silverpaw and Featherpaw, please come forward." Scarstar meowed. The four apprentices stepped onto the High Rock.
"I, Scarstar, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. He has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code I commend him to you as a warrior in his turn. Willowpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect the Clan, even at the cost of your life?" Scarstar asked.
Just then, Angelpaw arrived beneath High Rock. His worries were put to rest, but replaced by curiosity.
"I do," Willowpaw meowed.
"Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Willowpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Willowtail. StarClan honors your courage and sacrifice, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan." Scarstar declared.
Scarstar rested his head on Willowtail's shoulder and Willowtail licked his shoulder respectfully.
"Willowtail! Willowtail!" The Clan exclaimed.
Willowtail looked down at Angelpaw and saw that she was smiling as she chanted.
He puffed out his chest and beamed as the ceremonies went on. Laurelpaw became Laurelfur, Silverpaw became Silvereye, and Featherpaw became Featherpool.
"We also have a kit ready to become an apprentice. Rainkit, please step forward." Scarstar meowed. A small grey she-kit stepped forward, her legs quaking. Willowtail smiled at the kit and she nodded respectfully, her eyes extremely wide.
"Rainkit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed. From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Rainpaw." Scarstar declared. Rainkit's blue eyes widened even more.
"Your mentor will be Willowtail. I hope Willowtail will pass down all he knows to you." Scarstar continued.
Willowtail glowed with pride. Already a mentor! It was his dream come true.
Scarstar turned to Willowtail. "Willowtail, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You have received excellent training from Moonflower, and you have shown yourself to be courageous and strong. You will be the mentor of Rainpaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to her."
Willowtail nodded to his leader. He and Rainpaw touched noses and the Clan chanted, "Rainpaw! Rainpaw!"
"Congratulations." Willowtail said to his apprentice after the ceremony had finished.
"Th-thank you. And to you as well." Rainpaw mewed. She seemed to be afraid of Willowtail.
"You don't need to be afraid of me, Rainpaw. I'm only your mentor." Willowtail said.
Rainpaw nodded and nuzzled her mentor gently before bounding off to meet her family.
Willowtail sighed happily and Angelpaw ran up to him. "Hey, Willowtail! Congratula-"
"Where were you at the beginning of the ceremony?" Willowtail asked.
Angelpaw shrunk back at the severity in his voice. "I- I was out hunting." She squeaked. Willowtail was reminded of when she was a tiny kit.
"No you weren't. You don't smell like you were out hunting." He boomed.
She drew herself up and looked so different. She looked like a warrior, prepared to fight for the safety of her Clan. "Well, I was. And you don't need to know exactly where I am every second of every sunrise. I'm an apprentice now. I can do things."
Willowtail was surprised by this outburst. He flattened his ears. "I am a warrior. It's my job to protect you. You're only an apprentice. And you may not talk to me that way." He hissed.
"You're mouse-brained. You're a mouse-brained warrior who will never amount to anything." Angelpaw growled, her tail sweeping.
"And you're fox dung!" Willowtail yowled.
Angelpaw stopped short. "Whatever I am, I'm better than you." She meowed and padded away.
Willowtail was extremely hurt by his sister's words. So what, he thought. I don't care about her. May StarClan shred her into mousedust. He hated his sister. She was a spoiled apprentice who didn't deserve a Clan as great as ThunderClan.
He stalked over to the warrior den, but he couldn't help noticing Angelpaw slipping behind the nursery. He knew for a fact that there was an exit to camp back there...
No, he mustn't think about that. He reminded himself that he hated his sister and walked inside the den.
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"Show me your mouse stalk." Willowtail instructed.
Rainpaw nodded and dropped into a low crouch. She slowly moved forward and pounced on a small pebble.
"Very good." Willowtail complimented. Rainpaw smiled and nodded respectfully.
Willowtail looked up to the sky and could see that it was a dark and gloomy grey with clouds blocking the sun's view.
"Okay, let's get back to camp. It looks like it might rain." Willowtail meowed. The two began to walk back to camp together.
When they arrived there, Laurelfur ran over. "Willowtail! Have you seen Angelpaw? She hasn't been here since last moonrise." She said.
Dread overcame him. No, Angelpaw. Where was she?
"No. No, I haven't seen her. Have you scented her?" Willowtail asked.
"Peachpelt's sending out search patrols. Will you go along?" Laurelfur asked.
"Of course." He replied.
"Can I come?" Rainpaw asked timidly.
Willowtail glanced at Laurelfur. "She might be able to help. They always played together." She said.
He nodded. "You can come, Rainpaw."
Rainpaw nodded gratefully. "We have to go now, though. It's about to rain."
The search patrols gathered and went out into the forest. It immediately began to pour. Willowtail's flank was drenched, but he didn't care. He only cared about Angelpaw.
They searched the entire forest. Her pawprints would've been washed away by the mud, and her scent from the rain smell.
He was heartbroken. Did their fight make her leave? No, it couldn't have. But he did call her fox dung...
"Willowtail!" Silvereye called. Willowtail snapped his head up, hoping they had caught a sign. "We caught a scent." StarClan seemed to be in his favor.
"Where is it?" Willowtail demanded.
"It gets stronger at ShadowClan's territory." Silvereye meowed hesitantly.
Willowtail stopped breathing. That's why she asked all those questions.
"Willowtail..." Silvereye started. Willowtail didn't think... he just ran as fast as he could.
He didn't even know where he was going. He just knew he needed his sister and she wasn't there. She would never return.
He stopped at the falls and stared over the edge at the rushing water. He thought about jumping over... but StarClan didn't deserve him. StarClan was too great for a terrible warrior like him.
Willowtail began to yowl at the top of his lungs. For Angelpaw. For his lost father. For his mother. "MISTYFOOT! Oh no, Mistyfoot, why! Why did you leave me for StarClan? Please come back! I need you! Please!" He continued until his lungs and throat burned.
He pressed his muzzle into his paws and screamed, not caring that his lungs were struggling for air and his throat was scraped raw. He needed his mother. His father. His beloved Angelpaw.
"Come back," He whispered. "Please, Angelpaw, come back."
But she would never go back to ThunderClan. Nothing could change that.
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Sorry for the long wait! This is chapter three, and PLEASE review and tell your friends!
