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Chapter 2- Who is it?
The border patrol had just returned. My father was on that patrol. Now he and two of my Clanmates are in the medicine den. Mouse lengths from StarClan.
I sit in the clearing with the rest of my Clanmates, waiting for Lionpelt, who had led the patrol, to explain what happened.
As he begins to speak, I see Squirrelpaw cowering near the back of the clearing. She had been the only apprentice on the patrol. What had happened?
"Well, we were marking the BloomClan border and a few of their warriors came out of the bushes and started insulting us and we ignored them." He began "but then something was said, and Squirrelpaw threw herself at one of the warriors. They had planned this. They WANTED a fight."
Stormstar considers this for a moment before motioning for Lionpelt to continue.
"They started attacking us, and soon enough more of their warriors, more than any border patrol, came out of the trees and joined the fight. We barley escaped. I don't know how Nettleheart and the others are fairing, the only ones that were too injured to walk back on their own were the hunters on our patrol.
Nettleheart, Daisypetal, and Skyfur." He finishes and sits near Bramblefur, the other Fighter on the patrol.
Stormstar stands, "Alright, go get yourselves to the medicine den."
They nod and walk off, Squirrelpaw joins them, limping a bit.
Stormstar jumps back up onto Low-branch and summons the clan once more.
"Let us finish this cerimony." He yowls "Willowkit step forward. From this day forward, you will be known as Willowpaw. StarClan have told Rainstorm that you have been chosen to be the next Permanent Queen."
The clan cheers as she stands by Flowerpelt, a pale gray elderly queen and the current Permanent Queen.
"Frostkit step forward. From this day, you will be known as Frostpaw. StarClan have told Rainstorm, that you will train to be a normal apprentice. In one moon you will be tested, and I will decide what you will be, Fighter, or Hunter.
Your mentors will be, Hunter; Leafdapple and Fighter; Foxtail. You will share training with Aspenpaw."
He stops for a breath before continuing.
"Graykit, from this moment on, you will be known as Graypaw. You have been chosen to be a normal apprentice. In one moon you will be tested, and I will decide what you will be, Fighter, or Hunter.
Your mentors will be, Hunter; Larkwing and Fighter; Sundash."
The clan cheers out our names and for a moment I can almost forget that my father lay injured in the medicine den.
Suddenly I feel the strangest sensation. Like I'm being watched, by somecat other than my Clanmates. I turn around and see a small white Tom sitting in the back of the clearing. He is cheering along with the rest of the clan, but not our names. My name. Suddenly I am surrounded by my Clanmates and can no longer see the strange white Tom.
...
Leafdapple has decided to show Frostpaw and I around the territory.
Both she and Foxtail are young warriors so this will be good experience for both of them. Foxtail stayed back in camp. She said she had to rest, StarClan knows why.
We walk through the forest. It's beautiful and I'm trying to pay attention. I really am! I just feel so strange, my father could die, and I know this is mousebrained, but I feel as if its somehow my fault.
"...and this is the BloomClan border."
I look toward the border and nearly collapse.
"This is where the battle was fought." I whisper "Just there is a tuft of my father's fur!"
"Oh, I'm sorry Aspenpaw. Come, let's leave this place."
As we walk towards StarClan knows where, I here a noise.
Psst!
I slow down and distance myself from the group as I catch a glimpse of a white cat. The same cat who appeared in camp. I walk over to where he is and see that he is actually quiet small for a warrior, and his fur looks strange. As if its not really there.
StarClan. He's from StarClan!
"You have a destiny young kit." He meows quietly
I try to question him but he starts to fade.
"Wait! What are you talking about?" I call after him
"You'll see me again. Don't come looking." He whispers, though it sounds like he's all around me
"Oh, and I'm sorry about your father, such a brave cat. If only a hunter."
He is gone. What did he mean about, Oh StarClan no.
Just as Leafdapple rushes through the bushes into the small clearing I'm in, I'm rushing out. Running blindly in the general direction of camp.
"What are you doing?" She yells after me
"My father!" I cry
She quickly catches up to me and stops me, but by then I'm reduced to whimpering cries.
"What do you mean? You father is in the medicine den." She meows calmly and kindly
"I, I just know. Take me back to camp, please."
Frostpaw had been waiting for us a little while ahead and we were now running toward camp.
As we enter we hear the soft cries of multiple cats. I can see the still for of my father, Nettleheart, laying on the cold stone.
I run over to him, my mother and Wolfpaw are already there.
Wolfpaw looks up, my mother doesn't move.
"I got to speak to him. He called for both of us, he woke for just a bit." She meows "He said he wants us to be the best warriors LeafClan has ever seen. And I plan to be."
I sit next to her and lay my tail on her shoulder. We are sisters and nothing can change that. We will be friends forever.
