Im back again, guys! I hope you enjoy a new chapter!
~Dove (:
Winged: Chapter 9: Revealed Secrets
Wolfmoon dashed through the moorland, catching up with his prey. Smells like a tasty rabbit! He thought, proudly. He quickly rolled over, and got into a hunters crouch. The rabbit, un-knowing of Wolfmoon's presence, stopped in its tracks. It lifted its head, as if looking for answers in the skies. As the rabbit was distracted by the glowing moon, Wolfmoon silently pounced on it, and nipped its neck. His eyes glowed as he towered over his plump piece of prey. "The elders get quite a treat!" He murmured to himself. Wolfmoon quickly picked up his piece of prey, and trotted happily to the camp. As he neared the camp, he could hear cats talking. He angled his ears to listen in.
"Barkface, what has StarClan told you about these cats?" It was Kestrelflight, his voice full of worry. "You should not worry, young one. StarClan will tell us all we need to know. Clearly, this will be kept hidden for quite some time." "But, Barkface, don't you worry what these cats might do to the Clans? They could have us destroyed!" Barkface purred and rested his tail on Kestrelflight's gray-brown pelt. "And what if they help the Clans? They could bring good, just as much bad, Kestrelflight." Confused, Wolfmoon shrugged off his worries. Just Medicine Cat talk. Nothing I should worry much about.
He trotted into camp, casually. He pelted over to Barkface, setting his rabbit down. "Will Morningflower and Webfoot be awake?" Barkface shrugged. "Maybe Webfoot. He still has youth left inside his heart," The Medicine Cat elder purred. Wolfmoon dipped his head, and walked over to the Elders' den. "Webfoot?" He whispered. The elder's head popped up. "What is it?" He growled, tiredly. "I just caught a rabbit for you and Morningflower. I can set it outside, if you like." Webfoot's anger turned into a purr. "Thanks, Wolfmoon. Morningflower and I haven't been eating properly, lately. The warriors and apprentices need their strength more than us."
Wolfmoon sat the rabbit down beside Webfoot and left the den. He silently crept over to the warriors den, careful not to wake any of the others up. He saw his sister, Iceflurry, already asleep. He sank into his nest, and waited. He was too excited about what had happened the previous night. Wolfmoon just restlessly lay in his nest. Sleep, Wolfmoon. You need it. Mewed a voice in his head, that wasn't his own. Who are you? Why are you talking to me now? He thought back to the voice. If you sleep, we can chat more, young warrior. Wolfmoon sighed. Fine, He thought. He curled himself up and fell asleep, finally. Looking at his new surroundings, he noticed he was in a starry forest, similar to Clan's forests. "Welcome, Wolfmoon. We finally meet." Mewed the voice.
Wolfmoon sprang around to see a black-and-white tom with a long tail. "Who are you?" "I am Tallstar. I was leader of WindClan before Onestar." The old tom purred. "Now that you have come, I can share a StarClan-sent message with you." Wolfmoon's eyes glittered with anticipation as he stared at his former leader. "Iceflurry is not your only kin. Your other siblings lurk among the Clans." "Who are they? When will I meet them?" He mewed. "They have been closer to you than ever before, young one." Wolfmoon formed a grin. "This is wonderful! I have more brothers and sisters!" But suddenly, his happy gaze turned into confusion. "How is this possible, Tallstar?" The old leader gazed into his eyes. "Secrets are answered with more secrets. A mystery is only solved by the cat whom is told." Wolfmoon dipped his head at Tallstar, even though he had no clue what he meant.
"Thank you, Tallstar." Tallstar dipped his head at Wolfmoon and padded away. As he padded away, his body turned into fading, sprinkling stars. The forest around Wolfmoon also glittered away. He found himself back in the warriors den. Wolfmoon padded outside, to see other cats outside, also. Whitetail padded up to him. "Hi, Wolfmoon," She mewed, shyly. "I.. I was wondering if you want to go on a patrol with me." Wolfmoon nodded. "Sure," The two cats set out on the patrol, passing the Clan as they exited camp. Iceflurry past them, chuckling. Wolfmoon rolled his eyes and padded on. He whispered to Whitetail. "Ignore Iceflurry. She tends to pick at cats a lot." Whitetail purred.
End! Aww, I think Whitetail has a crush! Anyways:
I DO NOT OWN WARRIORS. I OWN THIS STORY AND SEVEN OUT OF EIGHT OF THE CATS. SPOTTEDPELT BELONGS TO SNOWSONG OF SNOWCLAN.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN, FREAKS! (Just kidding, I luf you guys)
~Dove
