Hey, updated a lot for Heart of Fire 'Firestar's Quest' so I thought i'd update for Daughter of Fire and Tiger! XD I hope you enjoy! Also if you haven't look on over at my 'Firestar's Quest' fan-fic, I update it when I'm not updating this one! XD
Onto the Chapter-
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Spottedfeather crept along, paranoia kept making her look over her shoulder. Fear of either her mother or one of her Clanmates popping out of the ferns, demanding where she was going and ruining her chance to get away secretly. Darkness had fallen as quietly as possible made her way through the undergrowth. Clouds had massed to cover the sky, so that no gleam of star or moon broke through. A cold breeze whispered in the grass, and once again Spottedfeather tasted the scants of approaching leaf-bare.
The forest was ominous at night, giving the trees and bushes the impression of concealing dangerous and possibly deadly foes in their dark shadows. Each one she passed made her dark ginger fur bristle more and more, her mind torn between wanting to flee back to the safety of camp and berating herself for not acting like a true, brave ThunderClan warrior.
Just focus on finding somewhere to sleep tonight, Spottedfeather internally thought, that was the main priority at the moment. Then tomorrow she'd make her way to Fourtrees and join up with the rest of the traveling cats like planned.
Keeping an eye out for possible sleeping places, Spottedfeather stalked through the grass with stealth, keeping cautious. With her being half-torn between both a look out for shelter for the night and possible danger it was a shock when a mouse shot out from just under her nose. Making her jump in fright.
It's was just a mouse! Spottedfeather internally scolded herself. And a delicious one too! She wished she had detected it early, because she was now aware of how hungry she was. I'll hunt sometime in the morning. Spottedfeather silently promised herself.
The grass gave way to mushy leaves as she neared the Owl Tree, she regretted coming this way. But she did not hear any tell-tell signs of the owl that lives in one of the surrounding trees nearby. To add to her hunger, a thin, cold rain began to fall, growing steadily heavier until her fur was plastered to her sides making her shiver.
While on the verge of yowling in a mix of annoyance and anguish, Spottedfeather was pleasantly surprised to see a hole at the base of a nearby tree, almost obscured by the darkness and thin drizzle of rain. Cautiously approaching, Spottedfeather took a whiff. The only scent she could detect was an old trace of squirrel.
Spottedfeather could barely fit into the opening of the hole, having to squeeze hindquarters first. but found that although slight damp, it covered her from the worst of the rain. Laying there, in a damp hole all alone in the middle of the forest made Spottedfeather uneasy and longing for her warm nest in the warriors den. She wondered if anyone had noticed her gone, did Leafpool notice the empty nest that Spottedfeather occupied next to her? Did anyone notice her not returning to camp since her encounter with her mother? Was anyone staying up, waiting for her return? If they hadn't already then they will soon find out that she had left, hopefully they wouldn't think she was gone forever or had abandoned them.
StarClan give me strength and endurance for this journey, Spottedfeather prayed silently. She curled up the best she could in the narrow hole, her head resting on her front paws while her tail came to wrap around her, covering her nose. And there in a damp, cramped hole in the middle of the forest alone, she fell asleep.
A shaft of light seeping through the opening of the hole roused Spottedfeather from her exhaustion induced sleep. Peeking an eye open from underneath her tail, she instantly ducked back under, before once again looking out, adjusting her eyes to the dawn light. Sliding forward on her stomach, Spottedfeather squeezed out of the narrow opening.
Stretching to pop the cramps and sore muscles, she reflected that this was morning when the journey would really begin. Instantly, the full impact of the situation dawned on her, she would be going into unknown territory, with an unknown destination in mind, and uncertain of what they will find there. Along with the dreadful thought that she had as good as exiled herself from her Clan by disappearing without her leader's permission.
The rumbling of her stomach was what brought her out of her thoughts, she hadn't eaten since yesterday morning, thinking since it was so early and no hunting patrol would be out so soon. She found no trouble in stopping for a moment to hunt. Tasting the air, she caught a drift of mouse through the thin mist that was beginning to clear with a golden light gathering on the horizon where the sun would rise. Dropping low, she basically floated across the nettles and instantly spotted a mouse scuffling for what seemed like a nut, it wasn't even able to make a sound as she instantly stalked and killed it with a quick maneuver.
With a ravaged hunger, she tore into the mouse, gulping down the measly mouse that barely satisfied her hunger. It was nearing leaf-bare after all, and she tried to squash down the feeling of guilt for eating it. While scrapping nettles over the remains of her mouse an oddly familiar scent drifted towards her with the change of breeze, stiffening, her head jerked around to see the golden dappled head of Mothwing, her sisters amber eyes were set firmly on Spottedfeather, while clamped firmly in her jaws were a bundle of herbs.
"Moth-" Spottedfeather barely got past the prefix of her name before Mothwing interrupted her.
"You didn't come back last night," Mothwing instantly replied, her tail lashing behind her while her ears twitched in anxiety. "Spottedleaf said she saw you out in the forest, but not in camp. So I came to find you when you didn't come back. Spottedfeather why didn't you come back? Was it something that Firestar said?"
"No, nothing like that," Spottedfeather denied, her whiskers twitching with nervousness. "It's just that I'm going away for a while."
"Away?" Mothwing gasped in horror.
"Just for a little while," Spottedfeather instantly assured. "I've been called away by StarClan," as quick as she could Spottedfeather described her first dream and second dream and meeting up with the other cats that were to go on the journey. "So you see, It's important that I go. StarClan needs me to go with the others to find out what midnight wants."
"You hardly even know where you're going! What if something were to happen to either you, Tawnypelt or Hawkfrost? What if none of you return? What will I tell Firestar and our siblings then?"
"You can't tell them anything," Spottedfeather meowed urgently. "If you do then Firestar might send a search party after us. And who knows what that will do to the prophecy?"
"But shouldn't Firestar be informed? She's both our leader and mother, she'd be worried if she found you gone with no explanation, added the fact that Tawnypelt and Hawkfrost are going too!" Mothwing contoured.
"Don't you think I don't know that? I worried about that the whole time I agreed to go on this journey!" Spottedfeather replied harshly, but quickly changed tones at the hurt look that crossed Mothwing's golden face. "All this time Firestar and everyone else has always looked out for me, even you Mothwing, but this time I want to stand up for myself. I want to go on this journey, despite the fact uncertainties, and also my own fears, I have to prove myself this time. That I really am worthy of being someone as great as either Firestar or Brambleclaw. I need to go, not just for ThunderClan but also myself." and she found herself believing those words, despite her reluctance and hesitancy and also fear, she needed to go on this journey.
"Oh, Spottedfeather," Mothwing's eyes softened as she padded forward to touch noses with her sister. "You don't have to prove anything. You're already a great warrior, despite what you may believe. You don't need anyone's approval, or to force yourself into something you don't want to do to prove it."
"But I do, This is for my sake and the Clans. StarClan chose me to do this and nothing is going to stop me," Spottedfeather meowed. Giving Mothwing a gentle lick on the ear. "I'm sorry for having to leave you, but I just have too, me and the others are needed wherever it is we need to go."
"Are you certain there is nothing I can say to get you to stay?" Mothwing meowed, although she sounded resigned, as though she sensed that Spottedfeather would leave regardless of what she did or said.
"Nothing," Spottedfeather replied. "But I will promise to try to come back in one piece to you and the others."
"I'll hold that too you," Mothwing meowed sadly, turning to the wrapped bundle a flash of something came to Mothwing's eyes. "I can't do anything for you but worry, but I can tell you a about a few medicine cat herbs that may help on your journey to...wherever you're going. There should be herbs along the way that you could be able to find. Now, listen closely. Marigold is for wounds," she meowed, the wrapped leaves gave way to show the few herbs she had inside. "And tansy for coughs-juniper berries are good for both strength and bellyache. And borage leaves are best for fever, if you can find any that is." she sounded like she was going to give a summary of all the herbs a medicine cat could ever learn in a few moments she had left.
"Though the ones you'd most likely need are marigold for wounds, borage for fevers, chervil is also good for either fevers or bellyaches, tansy for coughs, you already know about cobwebs to stop bleeding and...ummm...oh! Burdock roots help with things like infected rat bites. If your going towards Barley's farm, you should look out for those rats by the way."
"I won't forget," Spottedfeather promised as Mothwing finished, internally reciting what Mothwing had told her. "Now, I guess it's time for me to go," she felt a little guilty for the look of distress and worry that crossed Mothwing's face. "This is goodbye for now, You-and the rest of the Clan-take care. I f trouble is really coming to the forest, we….we might not be back in time to help you fight it."
"It's in the paws of StarClan now," Mothwing replied sadly. "I will do my best to be ready, I promise. And do all I can to keep the Clan safe while you're away."
"I know I can rely on you, Mothwing," Spottedfeather meowed softly. "I'll be back before you know it."
"May StarClan light your path." was Mothwing's final goodbye as Spottedfeather turned in the direction of Fourtrees. When she was a bit away, she glanced back to see her sister watching her, a motionless golden glow against the darker trees of Owl Tree. as she raised her tail in a gesture of farewell, it was mimicked before Mothwing swiftly turned, taking her herb packet with her, and disappeared through the trees.
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Mothwing slipped down the ravine with her herb packet clamped in her jaws, hoping that any cat who saw her would think that she had gotten an early start on gathering herbs. Her mind with still firmly stuck on Spottedfeather's departure, and how the prophecies of StarClan seemed to be gathering around her youngest sibling like mist clinging to the branches of a gorse bush.
As she emerged into the clearing she was in time to her Cinderpelt's voice as she exclaimed in annoyance. "Honestly Brambleclaw, it's not like I'm dying!"
"I know," Mothwing's brother, Brambleclaw, retorted. "I'm just concerned is all."
"I know you are," Cinderpelt quickly sobered into a light purr. "But I promised to see Spottedleaf today, didn't I? You don't need to be so worried. It was probably just a bad bit of fresh-kill from last night."
"But we ate the same fresh-kill last night," Brambleclaw pointed out. "Wouldn't I be sick too if it was a bad?"
"I don't know, you do have a strong stomach like Graystripe." Cinderpelt teased back, her tail wrapping around Brambleclaw's who murmured back in amusement.
"Uh, It's too early to see you all mooning over each other," Squirrelflight meowed loudly where she was crouched in a circle with Sorreltail, Rainwhisker and their sister Leafpool. "It's making the bird I just ate sit like a stone."
"I think they look sweet together," Leafpool meowed, lightly cuffing Squirrelflight over the ears. Before turning at the sight of Thornclaw, who was pushing himself out of the warriors den, flicking off a piece of moss that was stuck to his shoulder. "Hey, up for a hunting patrol?"
"I'd be honored," Thornclaw meowed, his blue eyes shining as he looked at Leafpool, whose tabby fur was fluffed up in embarrassment under Thornclaw's gaze. "Let me just get Shrewpaw."
"Alright, I'll find another warrior to come with us." Leafpool called out to the retreating warriors golden tabby back. Before she disappeared into the warriors den.
"And here I thought Cinderpelt and Brambleclaw were bad," Squirrelflight murmured to Sorreltail who sat beside her, who nodded, although she didn't seem to be paying attention to Leafpool or Thornclaw, but Brambleclaw who now sat beside the nettle patch.
"Well I don't know about Leafpool and Thornclaw's relationship," Rainwhisker meowed, standing up and stretching. "But they have a good idea about hunting, I'm going to go see if Spottedfeather want's to go out this morning." the dark gray tom padded off towards the warriors den and disappeared inside.
Mothwing's heart stopped, a slight tremor of fear crawling through her pelt at the thought of her Clanmates reaction when they discovered that Spottedfeather had vanished.
"Leafpool, Brambleclaw, Spottedfeather," Squirrelflight sighed, "Next thing you know I'd be padding after Sootfur!" she snorted on the last name, before nudging Sorreltail out of whatever trans she was in. "Come on, we have dawn patrol!" both she-cats rose and padded together towards the camp entrance, Sorreltail looking over her shoulder at Brambleclaw the whole way.
"Morning, Mothwing," the golden she-cat in greeting nearly jumped out of her fur, swiveling her head around, she came face to face with a curious Sandstorm. Even while pregnant the expectant queen still retained the skills of the most greatest hunter in the whole Clan. "Taking those herbs to Spottedleaf are you?"
"Err, yes!" Mothwing replied, thankful that the herbs muffled the nervousness in her voice. At that moment, Leafpool, followed by Sootfur and a confused Rainwhisker emerged from the warriors den. Leafpool padded away with Sootfur right behind her, both cats meeting up with Thornclaw and Shrewpaw before heading for the thorn tunnel. But Rainwhisker remained, confused and looking around himself.
"Dustpelt!" the dark gray tom called out to Dustpelt who was heading towards the nursery, a piece of prey in his jaws. "Have you seen Spottedfeather? She wasn't in her nest."
"Nope, I haven't seen her all morning." Dustpelt replied, slipping into the nursery, as Rainwhisker continued to pad over towards Brambleclaw.
"That's strange, I haven't seen Spottedfeather this morning either. And normally she would bring me a piece of fresh-kill before Brackenfur." Sandstorm murmured to herself, her eyes flashing towards Mothwing. "Have you seen Spottedfeather while you were out?"
Unable to reply without giving anything away, Mothwing shook her head. Before padded across the clearing towards the fern tunnel that led to the medicine cat's den. Deliberately walking slow so as not to appear like she was fleeing. Although she could still feel Sandstorm's gaze on her back the entire time before disappearing into the safety of the ferns.
"Spottedleaf I found some of those herbs we're low on," Mothwing meowed, hoping to sound like her normal self instead of the nervous worrying mess of turmoil she was inside. "I'll get to sorting them."
"Thank you, Mothwing," Spottedleaf called distractedly from where she was examining Cinderpelt. "Now, Cinderpelt, explain to me again how you been feeling lately."
Mothwing began to sort out her packet of herbs, separating them into piles before stashing them into crevices for later use. All the while keeping watch on Spottedleaf from the corner of her eye, the fear that her mentor would see right through her and see that she knew about Spottedfeather's prophecy and her leaving almost overwhelming.
Which nearly startled her when Cinderpelt jumped up, her dark gray fur spiked with surprise. Her pale blue eyes stretched wide with wonder and excitement. "Thank you, Spottedleaf!" Cinderpelt gasped out, before turning and bolting out of the clearing. Spottedleaf's congratulations following after her.
"What was that about?" Mothwing meowed as Spottedleaf padded towards her, her mentors pale yellow eyes glowing with warmth as they turned to her apprentice.
"How about you go and find out?" Spottedleaf gestured towards the fern tunnel. "I'll finish up here." Blinking curiously at her dark tortoiseshell mentor, Mothwing did just that.
In the clearing, Cinderpelt had instantly darted to Brambleclaw, the dark tabby had risen to greet his mate. Cinderpelt approached him, covering his face with loving licks, making him staring in surprise but return the gesture in a confused manner. "What did Spottedleaf say? Nothing bad I hope?"
"Far from it!" Cinderpelt meowed, her excitement not going unnoticed from the cats around her. "Brambleclaw, we're expecting kits!"
Brambleclaw in turn, blinked owlishly at his mate, blink, blink, blink, before falling heavily on his hunches. His whiskers twitching and eyes stretched wide with shock. Mothwing couldn't help but find his reaction amusing, and she worried when he didn't move for a few heart-beats and she was afraid she would have to give him some poppy seeds for the shock. But as soon as Cinderpelt gave him a nudge to the side he was back on his feet, a robust purr exploding from his throat as he licked Cinderpelt's face relentlessly in his obvious happiness.
"We're going to have kits!" Brambleclaw questioned, and at Cinderpelt's nod, once again went into a round of purrs and licks. "I'm going to be a father!"
"Did I just hear what I think I just heard?" Mousefur questioned as she padded forward with Spiderpaw just behind. "More kits coming into the Clan?"
"You heard correct, Mousefur," Cinderpelt replied, her eyes glowing as the focused on the older warrior.
"I'm going to be a father!" Brambleclaw blurted, his excitement evident. "And Cinderpelt is going to be a mother!"
"Obviously," Mousefur meowed drily, "It take's a she-cat and tom to make kits." but there was an undertone of warmth for the young couple.
"Congratulations, Cinderpelt, Brambleclaw," Mothwing meowed as she padded forward, her nose coming to touch Cinderpelts.
"Mothwing, me and Cinderpelt are-"
"Are having kits, I know. I heard." Mothwing cut her brother off, feeling proud and happy for her brother. Although her heart sank at the realization that Spottedfeather doesn't know, gone before she could hear and share in the good news.
It wasn't until midday till Spottedfeather's disappearance was becoming obvious, it started when Rainwhisker's search of the camp came up empty of the dark ginger she-cat in question, and once again when both Leafpool's hunting patrol and the dawn patrol came back, also stating they hadn't a clue as to where Spottedfeather had gone.
"We've hadn't seen her all day," Squirrelflight instantly started as soon as Rainwhisker questioned her. "Hasn't she been back to camp?"
"Her nest was cold this morning," Leafpool supplied, "In fact, I hadn't seen her since our hunting patrol yesterday."
Mothwing listened from her place near the fresh-kill pile, deliberately taking slow bites to listen to the gossip around her.
"I'm worried about her, it's not like her to go off on her own without informing someone first. Or at least be back by now." Rainwhisker mumbled to himself, his tail lashing behind him in concern.
"She'll be fine," Brambleclaw meowed as he strolled past, and overheard Rainwhisker's remark, although his ears twitched with a bit of uncertainty. "She's probably lying somewhere around Sunningrocks."
Brambleclaw's attention was turned towards Sorreltail, who was coming back from making dirt while the others were having the discussion of Spottedfeather's disappearance. With a happy greeting Brambleclaw approached her.
"Sorreltail guess what?" Brambleclaw didn't wait for the white-and-tortoiseshell she-cat to respond before blurting out. "Cinderpelt and I are having kits!"
Mothwing could see the shock and dismay flash across the she-cat's face before she forced a cheerful purr. "Congratulations. I'm sure you'll make a wonderful father."
"I certainly hope I'll be." Brambleclaw replied back, flicking Sorreltail's ear in a friendly manner before strolling back over to join Cinderpelt who was being congratulated by Sandstorm and Ferncloud. Mothwing noticed with a pang of pity how Sorreltail stared longingly at Brambleclaw's retreating back.
"Care to share a rabbit, Firestar?" Sandstorm meow caught Mothwing's attention and she shifted closer to look out of the corner of her eye. Her mother seemed the most worried over Spottedfeather disappearance.
"I don't think I can eat a bite," came Firestar reply.
"We'll, going hungry won't make her come back faster," Sandstorm retorted, while nudging the rabbit towards Firestar. "Now eat." reluctantly Firestar took a mouse-bite out of the rabbit. Though Sandstorm starred in approval. After a moment of silence, Firestar spoke again.
"Every cat I talked to hasn't seen her this morning," Firestar said in a low voice, making Mothwing strain her ears to hear. "In fact, the last time she was spotted was when Squirrelflight got stuck in that bush. And I can't help but think…" her mother trailed off, but with a light probe from Sandstorm continued. "That it might be something I said that drove her off." her mother finished, sounding guilty.
"Now why would you think that?" Sandstorm replied, giving Firestar a direct look from wide green eyes.
"You know how much I worry," Firestar meowed, letting out a guilty sigh. "Especially over Spottedfeather it's just so hard not to, Do...do you think I made her upset and she ran off?"
"You have every reason to worry, Firestar," Sandstorm meowed, gently soothing their leader. "And even more so with this prophecy of Spottedleaf's. True, you could have gone about it differently, but rest assured that she is more resourceful and skilled then you think Spottedfeather is."
"But I think I'll lead a patrol to search for her just in case," Firestar meowed, making up her mind. "If she hasn't come back last night, something could have happened to her. That badger is still about after all."
"Why not go with Brambleclaw and Cinderpelt?" Sandstorm suggested. "I'm sure you want to congratulate them while you search for her."
"Your right," Firestar meowed, her ears twitching in embarrassment. "I've been so busy worrying about Spottedfeather and the prophecy that I didn't even think to congratulate my own son about having my grandkits!"
"I'm sure they forgive you, now go on." Sandstorm meowed, waving Firestar off who instantly called out to the young couple.
"Mothwing," Sandstorm spoke up after Firestar had left. "If you eat that mouse any slower we'll be way into leaf-bare by now."
"Sorry," Mothwing meowed in embarrassment as she gulped the remaining bit of prey.
"Take something to Spottedleaf while you're at it. And remember that you've promised not to say anything to any cat about this message to StarClan."
"Yes, Sandstorm." Mothwing meowed back to the pale ginger queen, before grabbing a vole and heading back to the medicine cat's den. She wondered if she ought to confess what her sister had told her about the journey-but she had promised Spottedfeather to keep silent, too. The weight of the two secret prophecies weight on her golden dappled fur like raindrops. She did not know how she would manage to keep both her promises, and stay faithful to her vows as a medicine cat to act only for the good of the Clan, all at the same time.
For the rest of the day, Mothwing worked alongside Spottedleaf. Each tending to their stocks of herbs, sorting out what needed to be replenished before leaf-fall set in for good. They had only seen to a few cats that morning, Cinderpelt, and also Spiderpaw for a thorn stuck in his paw. The sun was going down and the air growing cold with the scent of damp leaves when they heard the noise of a cat brushing through the fern tunnel.
"It's Firestar," Spottedleaf meowed, glancing out of the mouth of the den. "You carry on with that, I'll see what she wants."
Mothwing was thankful stay hidden in the hollow rock and count juniper berries. She caught a glimpse of her mother in the clearing outside, the sun turning her pelt to brilliant flame, and shrank farther back so that she would not see her.
"There's no sign of her anywhere." Firestar sounded weary. "I tried to follow her scent, but the rain last night must have washed it away. Spottedfeather could be anywhere. Spottedleaf, what do you think I should do?"
"You need to calm down first," Spottedleaf meowed in a soothing voice. "Spottedfeather is a strong, resourceful cat. And she has a good head on her shoulders and wouldn't go off on her own unless there was a reason for it...in fact, she reminds me of her mother when she was Spottedfeather's age."
"But I wasn't alone!" Firestar protested. "I had you, and Graystripe, Cinderpelt and even Sandstorm! Spottedfeather is out there somewhere alone, possibly hurt!" there was a short silence that followed. Mothwing risked another glance out of the opening in the rock to see her mother sitting with her head bowed, Spottedleaf pressed against her side to give her silent support. But her mother looked as if she hardly realized that Spottedleaf was there, Firestar looked utterly defeated. Mothwing's heart twisted in pity for her mother, and she couldn't help but sympathize for her. She wanted to go and comfort her as well, but there was no comfort she could give without breaking her word.
"It's my fault," Firestar went on in a low, shaken voice. "I should never had said what I did. If she doesn't come back, I'll never forgive myself."
"Of course she'll come back. The forest is safe at the moment. Wherever she is, she will be well fed and sheltered."
"Maybe," Firestar didn't sound convinced. Without saying any more, she got up and disappeared into the fern tunnel.
When she had gone, Spottedleaf came back into the cave. "Mothwing," she meowed, "do you know where your sister is now? Or might know where she has gone? I know you out of all your siblings was closest with Spottedfeather."
Mothwing chased with her paw after a juniper berry that had rolled across the floor, not wanting to meet her mentor's gaze. When she thought about Spottedfeather, she felt a pang of regret of making the promise of keeping silent. But she did have an idea of where she was going, towards Ravenpaw's barn, which would be the likeliest place seeing as Ravenpaw had told her about the Sun-drown place. But she wasn't entirely sure. She answered truthfully, "No, Spottedleaf, I don't know where she is."
"Hmm…" Mothwing was hesitant to look up at her mentor, but she did, and she saw in her mentors amber eyes to see no anger there, but a soft glow of wisdom and understanding. "If you did know, you would tell me, wouldn't you? A medicine cat's loyalties are not the same as other cats, but in the end we are all loyal to StarClan and the five Clans of the forest."
Mothwing nodded, her throat seizing up. She wanted to tell Spottedleaf, she really did, but she couldn't, she really couldn't. She watched as Spottedleaf turned away and started to examine their stocks of marigold leaves.
I didn't lie to her, Mothwing justified, although the guilt was still gnawing at her. StarClan prophecy or not, she knew the warrior code as well as any Clan cat. One of the worst things any cat could do was lie to their mentor, and even though the words she had spoken had been the exact truth, Mothwing felt desperately guilty.
Oh, StarClan, she protested. Why did you have to chose Spottedfeather?
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Okay, I hope you enjoyed another chapter! XD another will be posted soon...for either Firestar's Quest or Daugher of Fire and Tiger, who knows? But me! XD well look out for it! XD
Facts!
Cinderpelt and Brambleclaw are finally going to have kits! One of which is going to be Cannon Cinderheart! XD
Firestar is going to be a worried mother throughout the first two books….for obvious reasons! I mean, three of her kits are missing!
Tigerstar will make an appearance soon! (He is just as concerned about Tawnypelt, Hawkfrost and Spottedfeather's disappearance!)
Mothwing is being eaten alive by worry and guilt!
Sandstorm is an awesome bro! And heavily pregnant, and Brackenfur is a worried/excited father! XD
Brackenfur and Brambleclaw soon-to-be-father's bonding time! XD
Notice how Spottedleaf said StarClan and the Five Clans? well...Spottedleaf knows about SkyClan! (which will show up in 'Firestar's quest')
Sorreltail is both heartbroken and jealous of Cinderpelt! (and still loves Brambleclaw!)
I'm trying not to allow Firestar to pull a millie, ignore her other kits in favor of one sibling. I mean, yes, Firestar is allowed to worry about Spottedfeather for a number of reasons: 1) it's Spottedfeather. 2) she doesn't know where she is or if she is hurt. 3) times of trouble are ahead and a prophecy revolves around Spottedfeather...and a crow! XD so, Firestar will be excitedly waiting to met her first grandkits!
Also, Princess hasn't been forgotten! She will appear once more! XD just not yet! But she will! XD
So...review, fav, follow, etc...