Warriors: Firestar's Quest
Chapter2:
"I'm no kittypet!"roared Firestar to the bloodstained calico reflection staring back at him from the depths of the icy river," I am a clan leader in the eyes of StarClan!""Oh yes," the calico spoke in the coolest tone he could manage,"StarClan knows everything, StarClan is SO perfect! Well let me tell you something Firestar, or shouldI say RUSTY! That-""I AM NO LONGER RUSTY!" snapped Firestar," I received my first clan name many, many moons ago!"
"Be that as it may," said the calico in a more haughty tone," clanlife is meaning-less. What do you do, work under harsh codes 24/7, and worship StarClan with all of your left over strength by naming deputies, warriors, and apprentices? You never take any steps without trying to somehow consult StarClan first to make sure if it's right or not,and even if they send you a sign it's never really that helpful is it? There's always a chunk of it missing, aren't you understanding yet that StarClan is weakening as it goes?"
"That's not true," said Firestar in a weak tone," First off: what you said about clanlife is not only wrong, it's only half-way done. We lead decent lives filled with hard work,ofcourse, but there is also love, friendship, and teamwork. We worship StarClanin many ways, but our whole lives aren't nessecerily devotetoonlyStarClan,wedevotedto our own clans as well.and that is StarClan's will for every clan cat, for us not to only worship them, but to be true to our clan."
"I can prove you wrong, I can show you the truth." sspoke the calico," come to the Great Sycamore in three night's time, and I will prove to you what StarClan truly is."and with that, the cat vanished and left the water the same as it was before it came. "I'm not done talking yet!" yelled Firestar across the river, "I"m not through you heapingpile of foxdung!' And with those last words, the river began to fade around him, the whole forest becoming a blur.
Firestar awoke with a start! This whole ordeal was a dream, it's meaningless! Thank StarClan for that! But what if it was a sign, what if I'm really to go to theGreat Sycamore in three nights' time? This is some really complicated deja vu! As his thoughts surrounded Firestar, and his other sensces dulled, the didn't notice andorange pelt streak by his den and into the nursery, but his senses came to at the screech of "MY KITS! MY KITS! HELP!" and he leapt up, and raced as quickly as hecould to the nursery to see what was the matter.
