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Chapter 9

As the sun began set Leafpool told Cinderpelt she was taking Littlewhisker out of the camp for some fresh air. Cinderpelt had suspicion in her eyes as they left the camp.

The moon rose as the two she-cats made their way to the lake. The moon reflected on the lake like a silver hole.

"We're here, now what do we do, Littlewhisker?" Leafpool asked her niece.

"I first heard this standing barely in the water like this," Littlewhisker explained standing with her front paws in the water.

Littlewhisker wasn't sure what to do so she closed her eyes and opened them slowly. She recognized a tortoiseshell cat in front of her, standing on the water.

"Spottedleaf!" Leafpool breathed.

"Littlewhisker, I knew you wouldn't keep this a secret. A prophecy has come. It's time for it to be fulfilled. I knew I could depend on you two to receive this," Spottedleaf meowed gently gazing at Littlewhisker then Leafpool.

"What is the prophecy?" Littlewhisker asked.

"The sun will shine until it meets the shadows," Spottedleaf mewed and disappeared into the mist.

"'The sun will shine until it meets the shadows,'" Littlewhisker couldn't help repeating it. It sounded somehow familiar though she knows that she has never heard it before.

"Come, we must get back to camp before Cinderpelt starts thinking we've been attacked," Leafpool meowed as Littlewhisker leaned on her. Her mind was on the prophecy all the way back to camp, but as they sped up to get to camp faster she began to feel a little better about it.

"Shhh!" Littlewhisker whispered. "Cinderpelt is asleep."

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Littlewhisker awoke at sunhigh, her wounds feeling better as she stretched and padded out of the den. Her leg felt restored. She wanted to go a patrol after yesterday. She looked in the warriors' den, but Goldentail was missing.

She turned around and almost ran into Birchfur. "Uhh…hi Birchfur," Littlewhisker meowed nervously.

"Birchfur are you coming? I thought you were coming hunting with us," Brackenfur called with Sandstorm beside him. Seeing Littlewhisker he added, "Do you want to come to, Littlewhisker? If you're okay after yesterday."

"Sure," Littlewhisker called bounded over with Birchfur at her heels.

Brackenfur led the way with Sandstorm close behind him and Littlewhisker and Birchfur in the back.

"Littlewhisker, do you remember that message Russetfur gave you yesterday?" Birchfur whispered since Brackenfur and Sandstorm didn't know about it. Littlewhisker nodded. "I think that Blackstar is planning something. He knew that we were three out six of the youngest cats in ThunderClan and he had his cats attack, but not give any serious injuries when we were definitely outnumbered."

"So I wasn't the only cat who noticed that? Tawnypelt in a fight would usually go easy on me, but not Russetfur. She's a fighter and doesn't usually stop and let other cats take her place if she gets injured," Littlewhisker agreed.

"We better catch up with Sandstorm and Brackenfur or we'll be left behind," Birchfur mewed bounding to catch up and Littlewhisker right behind him. They were a little way from the WindClan border.

Littlewhisker crouched down as a squirrel was nibbling on a nut and pounced on it. She finished it off not making a sound.

"Well done," Birchfur meowed. "I never thought I'd be saying that."

"I better get something better than that when I return," Littlewhisker purred dashing off to the WindClan border leaving Birchfur standing there. She came back with a slippery fish in her mouth.

"Are you sure that you're not a RiverClan spy?" Birchfur asked. "Where did you learn how to fish?"

"Close enough to a compliment that I will get from you," Littlewhisker joked. "I learned from Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight, they learned on the journey to the sun-drown place."

"Don't worry I'm sure that if you ask Stormpaw she might teach you how to fish if you want, then ThunderClan will hunt and fish," Littlewhisker teased, "because you can't keep anything to yourself."

"I should have known that you could fish because you're a know-it-all," Birchfur replied.

"Are you two coming?" Sandstorm called.

"Coming," Littlewhisker replied glancing at Birchfur and dashing off leaving him stare at the spot she disappeared through.

Something starts in this chapter, do you know what?