Sorry that the chapter wasn't very quick! This is pretty important too.
She walked with a leaf in her jaws.
She strolled into the nursery.
She walked out.
She smirked as a short cry abruptly shot off sounded.
She slid into a small bush before anyone saw her.
Ravenstar walked swiftly towards camp, the leaves were tossed up with every step, and a chill wind blew her fur back.
"Ravenstar, stop walking so fast." Barkfeather mewed from behind her, his voice just as stern as it had been when she was a kit breaking a small rule.
"Sorry." Ravenstar said quickly, slowing her pace.
Just then, a yowl of grief echoed through the forest around ShadowClan camp.
The two cats exchanged a glance, and both ran as fast as they could towards camp.
"Ravenstar! Barkfeather! Flowertail and Wolfkit were killed!" Sparrowpaw mewed, her eyes wide. "But who killed them, I wonder."
"I don't know." Ravenstar said grimly, missing the slight smile that played at the edge of that small mouth.
In a few minutes, Barkfeather came out carrying Flowertail in his jaws, and Sparrowpaw was carrying Wolfkit.
Ravenstar stood, dumbfounded.
Flowertail's open eyes, glazed over with the look of death, were filled with an agonizing pain.
Wolfkit's throat was torn open, her black and white fur stained dark red.
Streampaw sat, staring at Ravenstar.
These clan ways. They are confusing indeed. Day before yesterday, she was a mere apprentice, but now she is leader.
How? Why? How is she so tall? Why did Snowstar make these ways?
Ravenstar looked at the rising sun, just after Flowertail and Wolfkit had been buried.
She jumped up on the ledge, and opened her jaws in a yowl unfamiliar to her, as it had not been used since the reign of Cherrystar.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the high-branch for a clan meeting!" She yowled, and cats walked out of the den.
She waited until she saw the cat she wanted to be deputy.
"I, Ravenstar, leader of ShadowClan, say these words before our fading ancestors, so they may hear and approve my choice of deputy." She began, making her own words, as there was no leaders body in camp anymore.
"Brackenfoot will be the new deputy pf ShadowClan."
Brackenfoot stepped forward, looking shocked.
"T-thank you, Ravenstar." The older warrior said, dipping her head.
Ravenstar then jumped down from the branch, and her gaze roved over the crowd of cats until she saw whom she was looking for.
"Streampaw. Birchpaw. Come forward." She said to the two apprentices.
The two friends stepped forward, their eyes shining with joy.
"Streampaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and defend our clan, even at the cost of your life?" Ravenstar said the familiar words.
"I do." Streampaw said, gulping.
"Then from this moment onward, you will be known as Streamheart, StarClan honors your kindness and loyalty, and we welcome you as a true warrior of ShadowClan." Ravenstar finished, then turned, and gestured with her tail to Birchpaw.
"Birchpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code, and defend your clan, even at the cost of your life?" Ravenstar said again.
"I do."
"Then from this moment onward, you will be known as Birchflight. StarClan honors your courage and loyalty, and we welcome you as a true warrior of ShadowClan." Ravenstar finished.
"Birchflight! Streamheart! Birchflight! Streamheart! The clan cheered, but Sparrowpaw was the loudest.
I'm glad I was able to do this, despite the clans sorrow. Ravenstar thought, a faint smile on her face.
Birchflight looked up at the stars, they seemed to reflect clan life in every way, even the way they shone.
Its a wonderful world. But the clans don't enjoy it.
Why?