Chapter Six(the other was actually 5): Prophecy

The autumn wind ruffled Dreampaw's long fur. She carefully went into stalking position, and crept closer and closer to her prey. She had no idea that another cat was watching her.

Windpaw was amazed at how the she-cat had grown in only two moons. She was eight moons old now, and he was ten moons old. The two really hadn't had time to talk, and hadn't seen each other since that meeting, not even noticing each other at Gatherings.

Dreampaw was growing up into a beautiful young she-cat. Her sun-colored fur was silky, and her eyes were like fire. Her markings were a pretty, pale creamy color, and the darker stripes along her back were almost a red clay color. Windpaw couldn't resist his chance, and charged, pushing the delicate apprentice over.

"Aah!" Dreampaw yelped, now lying on her back. Windpaw pinned her down, laughing, his pale green eyes on her face.

"Windpaw?" She breathed, surprised.

"Nice to see you too," He meowed.

"Well, it'd be nice if I could breathe."

Windpaw stepped off, and Dreampaw got to her paws and studied him. Muscles rippled under his sleek pristine white pelt, and his eyes were the same leaf color.

"You've grown," She commented, not capable of saying much more.

"You too, little kit," He purred in an amused tone, "But you're just as wobbly on your paws."

"I am not!" She protested. Windpaw pressed his head against her shoulder again, but in a gentler way, and she purred.

"How have things in Shadowclan been going?"

"Fine... my brother died a couple of moons ago, though."

"Oh, I'm sorry," She murmured, and pressed her soft pelt close against him.

"Th-thanks," Windpaw stuttered. He wasn't sure why he was nervous, he just... was.

"How's your training been?" Dreampaw asked.

"Oh, pretty good," He meowed, "Applebird's a great mentor. She thinks it'll be probably only one more moon before I become a warrior."

"That's great!" Dreampaw purred, "Firestar thinks I have maybe three," She rolled her amber eyes. "Still got a ways to go..."

"Don't worry, you'll be great."

Starclan, why was he acting like this? One minute he hated her, the next they were acting like old friends.

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Leafpool walked along with Crowfeather. They were close enough so that their pelts were nearly touching, and she was content. That's when they heard voices.

"Look," Crowfeather murmured.

There were Windpaw and Dreampaw, talking. Leafpool's amber eyes widened, and she didn't know what to say... the two didn't seem to be more than friends. At least, that's what Dreampaw looked like. There was something in Windpaw's eyes like confusion.

"Sun and Snow," She whispered.

"Maybe the prophecy has something to it," Crowfeather meowed, "Maybe-"

"No," Leafpool couldn't accept it. Last time there had been a prophecy, a cat(Feathertail) had died. She didn't want that to happen to her kin. Dreampaw couldn't be in danger like that. She wouldn't allow it.

"You can't stop what's meant, Leafpool," Crowfeather sighed, as if he had read her mind.

Maybe he had.

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"Sun will be born of Tiger and Fire, Snow of Black.

They will unite, fighting an old enemy, and bringing peace..."

At the same time, in their apprentice dens in their separate camps, Windpaw and Dreampaw awoke.

The prophecy.

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One moon later...

"Good job," Applebird said to her apprentice as he dragged in quite a few mice for the elders. She had been noticing that though he was a bit distracted for some reason, Windpaw had been a very responsible apprentice, and his battle moves were excellent.

She padded up to Blackstar's den, wanting to tell him. The black and white tom was speaking quite heatedly to Russetfur.

"Don't!" The she-cat was saying when they noticed the warrior watching them.

"Ah, Applebird," Blackstar said quietly. "Come in."

"Um, yes," She said nervously, "I was thinking that Windpaw is ready to become a warrior, if his assessment goes well. He's smart and strong, should be an excellent contribution to the the clan."

Something flickered in Blackstar's eyes. It wasn't pride, which was odd, since now, Windpaw was Blackstar's only kit, but the tom quickly recovered his composure and replied smoothly,

"If you think he is ready, then yes. He shall be assessed tomorrow, yes?"

"Yes."

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Applebird weaved stealthily through the trees, following Windpaw. This was her apprentice's hunting assessment, he had already been assessed in fighting, and passed with ease. Applebird couldn't help feeling a sense of great pride, for this was her first apprentice, about to become a warrior.

Windpaw crouched down behind a rabbit, and slowly stepped forward, with the right hunting position, when it smelled him and raced off. Windpaw ran after it, proving the right to have his name, for he was so fast that he was able to leap in the air and be on top of it.

As he bit the rabbit's neck and killed it, a friendly mew, unfamilar to Applebird's ears, was heard. Dreampaw stepped out of the shadows and greeted her ally. But Applebird was surprised in the fact that Windpaw was fine with her, and they simply chatted for a moment before she bounded off.

Great, She thought, Now I'll have to fail Blackstar's son.

"No, Applebird."

She turned to find a she-cat that she had heard of when she was a kit.

"Bluestar?"

"Keep it a secret, and you shall be rewarded by Starclan."

And with that, she was gone.

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Faster you review, the faster I update! Windpaw's warrior ceremony is next! Oh, and a she-cat will be falling in love with Windpaw... Who thinks that Dreampaw and Windpaw have a thing for each other? VOTE!