Firestar "wakes up"

I'll be honest, I wasn't expecting such a low response for Under the Shadow of Wings yesterday. I am glad that Ignite is doing well though. I don't believe the chapters will be as long as the first one though.

Thanks to all the people who wished me a Happy Birthday yesterday! My parents actually took me to Gamestop and I got Pokemon Sword! Huzzah- it's only been half a year since it came out- it's never too late to start ;)
I also got Mystery Dungeon DX- I'm going to be an Eevee so I can evolve into a Sylveon aND No OnE CaN SToP MEee

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"I'm really worried, what are we going to say to the clan about this? He's almost...feral. I could only just barely wiggle out from under his tail this morning, what if he wakes up and panics because Sandstorm and I aren't there with him? We were the only ones he recognized last night."

"I know, but what do you expect me to do? This could be Starclan's work for all I know, and I don't have the faintest idea of how to fix this."

Firestar felt somewhat strange as he started to wake up. He felt well-rested, but at the same time he felt different. His body felt weird, but at the same time it felt right? He felt warm, safe. He could hear Brambleclaw's and Jayfeather's voices next to him, talking about him.

Why would he panic over Brambleclaw and Sandstorm not being with him?

"I think he's starting to wake up," Brambleclaw meowed worriedly. Firestar fought his eyelids open, only to see Brambleclaw's worried face and Jayfeather's neutral one above him. They almost looked wary of him. He gave a sigh as he blinked his eyes a few times.

"Brambleclaw? Jayfeather? Why are you looking at me like that? Is something wrong?"

Brambleclaw gave a sigh of relief. "His eyes are green again, and he's not acting like he was last night, so that's good."

Firestar frowned. Now they were talking about his eye color. Jayfeather turned to him. "How are you feeling now?" Firestar moved to get up, and stretched out his body. "I mean, I feel pretty good now. Why are you both acting like something's wrong?" He stretched out his wings, trying to remove the stiffness out of them. He froze suddenly, and shifted his wings. He slowly looked behind him, eyes wide in horror. He made small movements with his wings, trying to figure out if they were really attached to his back or not.

To his horror, he found he could control them very easily. "What- what are those doing there?" he yowled. Then he saw what happened to the rest of his body, looking down at his black-scaled talons in horror.

Jayfeather and Brambleclaw gave grimaces. "Firestar, don't panic. It's really not all that bad..." Brambleclaw trailed off, not sure who he was reassuring.

Firestar looked like he was on the verge of a breakdown. "Don't panic? Why shouldn't I panic?! Oh Starclan, what have I turned into?" The two other cats stayed silent, not having an answer for him. He felt a pulse of warm flood him, erasing all his panic away. He... he should be horrified. He should be freaking out over his changed body, but... why did he feel so calm?

He felt another pulse of warmth, a signal of reassurance being sent into his mind. What was that? What was doing that? The pulse originated from his chest, and he blearily turned his head only to see the stone poking out of his chest. His fur bristled, remembering the stone entering him.

He looked up at Jayfeather and Brambleclaw, his eyes unreadable. "What happened yesterday?"

Brambleclaw sighed. "The hunting patrol you were on carried you back, claiming some stone entered your body," he gestured to the stone in question, "and Jayfeather checked you over. You were out of it for the rest of the day until Jayfeather woke us up in the middle of the night to tell us that you had left the den. We gathered a patrol to track you down and found you in the crater, looking like... this. Except your eyes were red and you didn't recognize anyone but Sandstorm and I."

Jayfeather snickered, "You should have heard what Firestar was calling you in his head!" Firestar cringed, not sure if he wanted to know. Brambleclaw only blinked, being aware of the prophecy and of Jayfeather's powers.

"What was he calling me?"

Jayfeather only snickered harder. "He was calling you his... hatchling."

"Hatchling? What does that mean?" Brambleclaw asked. He had a feeling he knew exactly what it meant though.

Firestar ducked his head, embarrassed. Somehow, he could recognize that calling Brambleclaw hatchling was the same thing as calling him his kit. Brambleclaw wasn't even his! He wished he could remember what he had done last night.

"What am I supposed to do now? I can't go out looking like this... what will the clan think? What will the other clans think? Am I supposed to send Brambleclaw in my stead to Gatherings and claim that I'm sick?" he rambled. Brambleclaw looked uncomfortable, not wanting to say that the clan was majorly aware of what happened.

"Well, the clan already knows. You kind of scared them when you starting growling at everyone and looked ready to tear us all apart," Jayfeather bluntly commented. Brambleclaw whacked him on the head with his tail.

"Don't tell him that!" he hissed. They both heard a sob, and turned to Firestar in alarm as he sank down to his paws. He was already the nosy kittypet leader of Thunderclan, and now he was some black-scaled, multiple-winged freak. Brambleclaw slowly lowered himself down next to Firestar, giving his pelt a few licks. "It's really not all that bad! You look really nice actually..." Brambleclaw tried comforting him.

His hatchling was sweet, but it wasn't making him feel any better. He realized with alarm that he had just called Brambleclaw 'hatchling' in his head. There was another pulse of warmth, trying to get rid of all his negative emotions. He glared down at the stone protruding from his chest, and Brambleclaw and Jayfeather bristled uncomfortably at the waves of hatred exuding from Firestar.

Firestar didn't even realize that there were flames coming out of his mouth, and the other two cats backed away warily, Jayfeather having smelled the fire. Firestar realized they were moving away from him, and was shocked to see and feel fire licking his muzzle. He panicked, and accidentally shot it at the wall of his den. There was a singe mark where the fire had struck, and he backed away into another corner of his den.

He curled up there, wings trying to hide him, his body shaking and trembling. He could have almost hurt Jayfeather and Brambleclaw. The two cats were shocked into silence, until Brambleclaw hesitantly walked up to Firestar. "Firestar?"

They were shocked by the force of his yowl. "Stay away from me!" Firestar curled up tighter and started sobbing, afraid of what he had become. Brambleclaw laid down next to him anyway, muttering reassurances into his ears.

Jayfeather shifted onto his paws. "I'm going to get you some prey; you haven't eaten in a while," he said awkwardly, not sure how to handle the situation. There was nothing he could say or do that was going to calm Firestar down. Jayfeather could barely reach the most outer layer of Firestar's mind, something keeping him out. He felt anger, loathing, sadness, self-hatred and other negative emotions coming out of Firestar and it scared him. They weren't emotions he would ever associate with Firestar.

Brambleclaw stayed with Firestar, even after Jayfeather came back with some prey and left them alone. He tried coaxing Firestar to eat something. Eventually Firestar's hunger got the best of him, and he surprised both of them by scarfing down the squirrel.

"Feel better?" Brambleclaw asked. Firestar frowned, his stomach was still rumbling. It was like the squirrel did nothing to satiate him, and it had been a pretty decent sized squirrel.

"No, I still feel hungry..." Brambleclaw gave him an alarmed look. Firestar gave another sniffle. How could he need more prey after such a big meal? Did this new body of his need more food to fuel it?

Brambleclaw snuggled closer to him. "Everything will be fine. We'll figure this out together. The whole clan will help."

He wished he could believe Brambleclaw. But something told him the clan wasn't going to be receptive of his new form...He wanted the ground to swallow him up right now. Noticing that its host still wasn't happy, the stone gave a warm pulse and he felt all his worries melt away. His eyes flashed to red, and he snuggled into his hatchling. His hatchling was here, trying to make him feel better. Brambleclaw stiffened, seeing Firestar's eyes were red again.

"...Firestar?" he asked warily. Firestar wrapped his body and wings around Brambleclaw, almost like Brambleclaw was the one who needed support. Wasn't it his duty to protect his family? Why was Brambleclaw so sad? Couldn't he see he was fine? A sad trilling came from Firestar, and Brambleclaw snuggled closer, trying to reassure him.

Firestar seemed to almost regress into a feral state whenever his eyes turned red, Brambleclaw realized. He was startled by how swift the shift had been. Firestar no longer exuded the negative emotions from before. He was concerned, but for Brambleclaw, not for himself. Otherwise he seemed happy to be with him. Even in this state Firestar cared more for his clan and loved ones more than he cared about himself.

Brambleclaw sighed. It seemed that Firestar wasn't leaving the den anytime soon.

Sooo questions. Firstly, no I don't read Wings of Fire, and this isn't inspired by Wings of Fire either. It's just something I came up with.

The stone is actually a diamond, but cats don't know what diamonds are so...

Firestar isn't feral all the time. He will get like that in times of stress, or when he feels like he or his family is being threatened. Which is all the time... It's not exactly another personality. He "wakes up" everytime he exits his feral state. He's not totally aware of what he's doing when he's like that, but is aware enough to know that he's entering feral mode...

As for the black scales... I don't know I thought it would be interesting. When he's in sunlight, they light up to ginger so he kind of looks like smoldering fire.

No, he isn't a full dragon- he's still a cat with the wings, claws, tail, and other little aspects of a dragon. Unfortunately he also needs more food to fuel him. He'll be hunting outside the territory for that- he feels guilty that he needs more than his clanmates now and wants to leave as much prey from inside Thunderclan territory for his clan.

Yes- he can breathe fire! As the story progresses, he'll find that his fire gets stronger with every passing day.

If anyone has other questions, leave a comment and I'll try to answer as best I can.

Tell me how I did.