Winged

by sugarygranola

When two cats from each Clan find out they are related, they bond together, meeting every two nights by the lake. As their meetings continue, they uncover secrets from their parents past- and their powers. They find they have the power of super strength and flight. They soon realize that they were given powers for one reason- to save the Clans from an approaching danger.

12. Chapter 11 - To StarClan and Back

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Winged: Chapter 11: To StarClan and Back

-Meanwhile, in the Dark Forest-

A fire-colored she-cat with a black splotch on her head pelted out of the bushes. "Sister," She meowed, dipping her head. "Welcome, sister." The other she-cat - she had a fire-pelt and a black left front paw - mewed. Another cat followed her out of the bushes. Her pelt was heather-colored. "Sister, this is my apprentice." She mewed, flicking her tail at the heather colored she-cat. "Hazefeather, this is my sister, Thornheart. Thornheart, this is my apprentice, Hazefeather."

Hazefeather was wide-eyed with shock. "Fireblossom, did you witness my kill?" "Yes, I did. I believe Hazefeather has learned from you!" She mewed, enviously. "Good." Thornheart stepped forward. "What is the matter with her?" She hissed, flicking her tail at Hazefeather. Fireblossom gazed at her. "Hazefeather, is something wrong?" "N-no, Fireblossom. I- I just think that I might have met her before."

They all stared down at the dead she-cat. "She was weak and useless. I couldn't have apprenticed her, anyways." Thornheart growled. Fireblossom chuckled. "By the way, Thornheart, you were a marvelous liar. I can't believe she thought you were from RiverClan!" Thornheart nodded, chuckling evilly along with her. Hazefeather stepped in. "Um, Fireblossom, I have to go. I'm on dawn patrol." Fireblossom flicked her tail. "You may go, Hazefeather. Until next time, apprentice."

-Meanwhile, in StarClan-

"Oh, Lakestream, I am sorry." A leopard-colored she-cat mewed. "No need," Lakestream sniffled. "I will see her in moments. My poor daughter. She didn't need to die at the paws of that fox-hearted she-cat." She paused. "And poor Spottedpelt! When she finds her body... Oh, she'll be so upset!" Before the leopard-colored she-cat could reply, there was gusty, wind noise. "She is here." The leopard she-cat mewed, sorrowfully.

They padded into a clearing, where a light-blue swirl was. The swirl started to form a cat, a dappled one. When the form was complete, it stepped out of the swirl. "Lakestream.." The she-cat mewed, a tear dripping off her cheek. "I have died, haven't I?" "Dapplesong.. Oh, daughter... I'm sorry." Dapplesong pressed her muzzle into Lakestream's shoulder. "I thought I was apart of the eight..." "You were... still are. I.. How.. How can there be eight, when one is dead?" Lakestream asked the leopard-she-cat.

"Reincarnation... but that wouldn't be possible in this case. The cat must be related to the others." "I suppose the prophecy must change, or fix on it's own, Leopardstar.." Lakestream mewed.

After heart-beats of silence, Leopardstar yowled. "Impossible! That... that can't be possible!"

Whats impossible!? You'll find out soon!

~Dove

I dont own warriors blah.