Hiya everyone it's chapter 4! By the way I'm going back to school on Wednesday, and I'm a boarder, so I'm not updating again anytime soon! Sorry! Please every one review, I'm hardly getting any here! I want to know if my fic sucks or not! Come on, do your worst! Kidding. Enjoy. MF85.

Chapter 4

6 moons later: (Fernpaw, Rabbitpaw and Mistpaw are now Fernfleck, Rabbitstep and Mistflash by the way)

Moons had past, and no Clan had admitted to murdering Nightflower; they all seemed as shocked as PoppyClan when they heard. Nor did any Clan claim to have dropped Blizzardkit in PoppyClan's territory. All illnesses had passed from the camp, and Newleaf was upon them. Mossfeather still pondered over the foreboding prophecy. Blizzardkit, Mudkit and Willowkit where soon to be apprentices.

"Come on, why can't we just do it now?" grumbled Blizzardkit impatiently, his white fur fluffed up and his crystal blue eyes shimmering with excitement. He was going to be an apprentice! There had been talk that he would be able to hunt on the moors, as his white pelt stood out so much, but he was determined to prove them wrong.

"Be patient, young one. The time will come." Hushed Runningbrook, his sweet foster-mother. Her two kits, Willowkit and Mudkit, where tumbling about around the underground nursery in a rabble of grey and tabby fur. Blizzardkit sighed; he had no time for Kit games now he was going to be an apprentice. In fact, he'd never had time for Kit games, they just seemed silly to him, imitating great battles when they would one day be fighting real ones. At least, he hoped they would. He could imagine raking at enemy flesh, defending his Clan, showing he was the greatest warrior. His claws flexed in excitement and ambition.

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"Blizzardkit, Willowkit and Mudkit, do you promise to train hard and uphold the Warrior Code?" Asked Swiftstar, his green eyes shimmeringslightly in the fading sunlight.

"We do." They chorused excitedly. Mudkit was fidgeting, trying to contain his excitement, and Willowkit trying to stop herself from hopping up and down in joy. Blizzardkit simply sat there, only his eyes betraying his excitement.

"Leafstorm, you will be mentor to Willowpaw." Leafstorm trotted up and touched noses with her first apprentice.

"Twigfur, you shall be mentor to Mudpaw." He too, touched noses with his new apprentice.

"Owltalon, by faithful deputy, you shall be mentor to Blizzardpaw." Owltalon nodded, slightly surprised he had been chosen, and touched noses with the young white apprentice.

"Willowpaw! Mudpaw! Blizzardpaw!" Chanted the Clan. The three new apprentices looked at each other, their eyes glittering with pride. Owltalon padded up to Blizzardpaw. "I shall show you round our territory tomorrow. Now get some sleep. The place where the apprentices sleep is over there." He mewed, pointing to a large dip in the ground. Of course, thought Blizzardpaw, PoppyClan cats like the open air! He nodded to his new mentor, and trotted towards it. The only other apprentice apart from him and his 'siblings' was Fawnpaw, who was already sitting down, sighing heavily. Blizzardpaw padded curiously up to her.

"Are you alright, Fawnpaw?" Blizzardpaw asked, concern lightly touching his voice. He didn't usually show much emotion, he liked to keep to himself. The tortoiseshell she-cat looked up at him, surprised.

"I just wish I was a Warrior, like my older cousins Rabbitstep and Fernfleck. I hate being an apprentice, it was lonely when the others became warriors." She sighed.

"Well, you've, err, got us now. And your brother's only a few Moon older than you…" Blizzardpaw assured her. He yawned. "I'd better get some sleep." With that, he curled up and slept.

When Blizzardpaw opened his eyes, there was snow all around him, falling heavily form the misty sky. A gigantic black cat with creepy black eyes appeared beside him. He smiled evilly at him and gave a sly wink. Suddenly, the snow started turning red with blood. Blizzardpaw jumped up in horror and tried to run away from the advancing stream off blood. But it was coming to fast. He suddenly realised he was sinking, sinking into the bloody snow, his white pelt turning scarlet. He tried to scream, but the snow muffled his pleas. And all the time, he could he hear the black cat laughing, "You are my creation, and you will help me on my path to revenge. You, my little raging, rampaging blizzard…" I'm dreaming, please say I'm dreaming thought Blizzardpaw desperately as the blood and snow consumed him, until all he could see was red, and all he could hear was the black cat's sinister laughs…

Well, what do you think? Please R and R! YES REVIEW PLEASE! By the way, I am considering taking the 100 tales challenge soon, so watch this space! Flamers welcome, by the way, just in case you don't know. Thank you. MF85 :)