The Seeker - Chapter 20

This is the last chapter ladies and gents. After this, I just have to upload the epilogue. :)

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Chapter Twenty

The brown tom gazed at me in disbelief. "You're lying!" he hissed, outraged.

"Oh, stop it, Beavertail!" a ginger she-cat growled. "You know that Icestar was once a rogue. It's very possible that he fathered kits all those moons ago."

"Lilypool is right," a large black tom agreed. He stepped closer to us, and I noticed he had a long scar down the right side of his face. "Icestar—"

"We aren't looking for Icestar," Storm interrupted. "The cat's name is Icefur."

The brown tom looked at us quizzically for a moment before rolling his eyes. "Well I guess that you rogues wouldn't know," he muttered disdainfully.

"Leave them alone, Beavertail!" the she-cat who had spoken before in our favor did so again. "It's not their fault they don't know." She then turned to address us. "When cat get their ranking changed—like from kit to apprentice, or apprentice to warrior, or deputy to leader, their name gets changed to signify their status."

"Sounds complicated," Soda voiced my thoughts. Then he added something very unnessicary. "And stupid."

"Maybe to you!" Beavertail snapped. "But to warriors it's important!"

"Names are pointless!" I growled, feeling defensive of my own. I didn't want this Beavertail to learn my name, or else I knew that he would never let me live it down. "It doesn't matter where you're from, or what your name is, but what you do as a cat."

The she-cat smiled at me. "Great StarClan, I do hope you stay! I think you and I will get along perfectly!"

"I don't know if we're staying," I told her quickly. "We just wanted to find my father."

Beavertail let out a hiss of annoyance. "This is completely minnow-brained! All of it! These cats are trespassing on our territory! They wanna see Icestar? Why don't we let them?! Then they'll think twice about coming onto our territory again!" The brown tom glared at us, flexing his claws, clearly itching for a fight.

October stepped it, watching the unfamiliar tom carefully. "Listen friend, we don't want any trouble."

"Well too bad!" the tom replied, moving closer. "Because you've got it!"

The black tom who had remained silent for a long time let out a hiss. "Enough of this!" he growled, stepping in between my group and Beavertail. "We will take them back to camp—there is no question of that, but once there, Icestar will decide what is to be done with them!"

Beavertail backed off significantly after this, but clearly had more to say. The black tom shot him one final, warning glare before leading the way back through the forest toward their camp. Storm walked close to my side, his tail entwined with mine. I knew that he would support me no matter what, but my stomach still churned restlessly at the fact that, in minutes, I would be meeting my biological father.

To get to the actual camp, we had to wade across a shallow stream that none of my companions enjoyed. Storm was muttering beside me, and I heard Soda curse various times behind me. October and I were the only two that remained silent and kept our complaints to ourselves during the crossing.

Once on the other side, we passed through a small clump of ferns and emerged into a large clearing. Right in front of us, on the east side of the camp, stood a massive stone that jutted out of the ground in a majestic manner. Along with the ferns, there were various other plants including reeds and cattails around that made up the dens. Underneath the large stone a broad-shouldered white tom sat with his tail curled around his large paws. He just sat there, watching us. His bright green eyes examined us thoroughly while I did the same to him. He looked relatively old, but there was an energetic look in his eyes. There was also a long scar stretching across his right flank.

This was my father.

The black tom brought us right up to him. "Icestar," he greeted, dipping his head respectively. "These cats wanted to see you."

By this time, more cats had gathered around, creating an audience. All were so curious as to why these strangers were in their camp. "Oh?" Icestar meowed, looking at my curiously. "Well thank, you Blackclaw, you may leave if you wish." He then turned from his Clan-mate to us. "State your business here."

I gazed at him evenly, trying to put the words together in my head before speaking. I felt Storm's tail rest against my flank, and felt a burst of confidence. "My name is Cat and these are my companions," I told him, flicking my tail at them. "My mate: Storm, Soda, and October. We have traveled a long way to speak with you. My mother said that she… knew you."

Hid eyes widened slightly, but I could see that he was trying to conceal his surprise. "Probably; I knew many during my days as a loner. What was her name?"

Taking a deep breath, I looked him in the eye. "Her name was Misty… and you're my father."

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