Chapter Four
Greater Prophecies
Ginger had finished climbing the cliffs right as dawn broke. The light flooded everything, and she smelled strange cats. HazeClan scent, she supposed, from other loners she had heard that they lived around those parts. Her ears pricked as she caught the sound of silent sobbing coming from near a large gaping hole that seemed to go down inside the cliffrange. She was about ten fox-length away from a lake, from beyond she could see the most enormous mountain.
She went to investigate the sobbing, perhaps it was another loner who had gotten trapped up on the cliff range and didn't know how to get down, maybe a young kitten. But who she found was not a young cat, nor a loner. It was a pale tabby she-cat with a small black colored tom, who appeared to have silver colored eyes. At first she hesitated going to him, but a voice in the back of her head told her to go on. She stopped just a tails length away, but neither seemed to notice her.
Odd. she thought to herself. She was just a few pawsteps away, but they seemed preoccupied. The she-cat was weeping bitterly, and the tom seemed to be trying to comfort her. Ginger decided she would draw attention to herself. She walked up, muscles rippling in her brown coat. "Excuse me," she meowed.
The silver-eyed tom looked up, "What do you want, are you of HazeClan? Tell them that we are not on their territory, we are by the Greenstone, which every new leader has right to visit for their lives..."
Somehow this started the she-cat's yowling even more, she looked up at Ginger, "I didn't-- they didn't-- let me recieve all of my nine lives!"
Ginger was shocked, "I'm not a HazeClan cat, and what do you mean by lives?"
"Loner." Growled Silvereyes to himself. Halfwhisker continued to cry like a kit without it's mother.
She decided there wasn't anything she could do for the two, so she started to walk away from them. When suddenly, Silvereyes jumped up and muttered something, "She-cat -- prophecies --- come..." was all Ginger could make out of it. Suddenly, he jumped in front of her, blocking her path. "Wait, loner. Why are you here?" he asked her.
Ginger was suprised and backed up a tad, claws extended as if she were expecting an attack from the black colored tom. She looked around, no other cat was there to protect her, so she decieded it was better to answer then to risk starting a fight. But Silvereyes had no intention of fighting Ginger at all. She looked at him with fire in her eyes, "StarClan sent me..."
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Fatedstar never chose a new deputy that night, no, it was too risky, that cat may turn on her. She was going insane, yes, that was what it was. Paranoid with everything, untrusting... an overall the most dangerous cat in the entire lands. Her amber fur glowed in the sunhigh light as she laid out on a stone near the cave-dens. Her mind was racing with all the things of the dark.
But one thing plagued her: the visions of a brown she-cat. Recently, her dreams always ended up with her about ready to get killed by the claws of the cat, but woke up before. With a look of insanity in her flashing green eyes she leaped up to the Greatstone to address her clan, "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, come!" she yowled.
As cats began to gather beneath the enormous stone, Fatedstar began to speak, "You all must keep watch for a brown she-cat whose sent is not ours, if you find this cat, kill her, immediatly." She jumped down leaving a bunch of puzzled cats at the base of the stone. The crowd soon began breaking up after a while, but Dreamspeaker stayed, a bewildered look on his face.
The mad she-cat padded up to him, she could see the danger in her eyes and decided that it was best to keep calm. Her whiskers twitched and she sat down, "Dreamspeaker, I have had dreams about this brown she-cat, have you recieved any visions or omens that may tell me what it means?" she asked.
Dreamspeaker hadn't, but again he decieded to lie for his own safety, "Yes, indeed I have, Fatedstar, but I have yet to find out what they mean."
She knocked him to his back and put a paw on his chest, and leaned down so her whiskers were touching his. He felt her hot breath on her face as she hissed, "You'd better."
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This chapter is very short and not well written, but it was done in a hurry. Enjoy anyhow.
