Here is Chapter Two! Enjoy!

WhisperTail opened her eyes and saw sunlight pouring through the entrance to the Apprentice Den. She stood up, stretched and padded outside of the cave. Then she walked over to her favourite spot and lay down, the warm sunlight sparkling on her silver pelt. She opened her mouth and let her tongue droop out, and started picturing the camp in her head. The stone floor, the caves and the Big Rock which FrozenMoon sat on when a Clan Meeting was in progress. She wondered what she was going to do today. She didn't feel like training and hoped she was going to go on patrol. She then heard pawsteps and turned her head to see BearClaw padding away to FrozenMoon's cave. She cautiously stood up and creeped forward so she could hear what they were saying.

"What is it BearClaw?" FrozenMoon had yapped.

"FrozenMoon, who is going to the Moon-Howl?" BearClaw had replied. WhisperTail suddenly remembered. The Moon-Howl! The time of peace when wolves from the four clans gather at Four Stones to howl thanks to MoonClan. Then they would discuss matters of importance and whatnot.

"Well, we'll have me of course, you too, HawkShadow, Darkmud, Riverheart, WhisperTail, FernTail, FogEyes and BrokenThorn. Oh, and bring SunSight to look after BrokenThorn," FrozenMoon listed all the wolves who were coming. WhisperTail's heart skipped a beat. Her first Moon-Howl!

She stepped away from the large cave and looked around for her mentor, SunSight. When she guessed he was on the Dawn Patrol, she decided to hear a story from one of the elders.

"Who's there? Is it you, FrozenTail?" a voice wavered out from the cave as she walked in. It was BrokenThorn, the clan's oldest cat. She was dark grey and had cracked teeth and claws. Even her mind couldn't last as old as she was; she was a bit crazy.

"Don't mind her, WhisperTail," another voice sounded from the darkness. WhisperTail recognised it as FogEyes, the other elder. He was a brown male, with a brown pelt that was faded from age. He also had grey cloudy eyes. He wasn't as old as BrokenThorn, but old enough to be an elder. "So why are you here?" he asked.

"Could I hear a story? SunSight's away on a Dawn Patrol," she replied.

"Do you want to hear about the time I discovered the Clan hierchy?" BrokenThorn questioned.

"It wasn't you who did that," FogEyes yapped and the two started arguing.

"Actually, I wanted to know how we got here," WhisperTail interrupted.

"Ahh, yes. Before there were wolves in this forest, before even MoonClan, there were wolves from other lands. These wolves were vicious and unforgiving, and forever they were in a battle with each other. They came to this forest, and at Four Stones they had a great battle. Every wolf was slaughtered, except for a lucky 29 wolves left. Their slain kin's spirits became alive. These spirits created a path of stars up to the Moon. Every wolf had his or her own star, a fantasy land, to live on. But the greatest wolf, a black male with white spots, saw the power in the spirits, so he killed himself and joined them. The spirits rejoiced, for a wolf had given up it's life to live with them. This male claimed the moon for his own, and gained ultimate strength, happiness and knowledge. He said to the survivors, 'You must stop this unneeded fighting. Take seven wolves and go up to the four corners of this forest. Respect our word, and live in peace with the other wolves. And in return we shall give you six more lives,'

The wolves agreed. A white male and his seven companians travelled to the mountains and found a snowy valley. They became SnowClan. A grey female and her seven wolves took the eastern corner, a pine forest. They became known as PineClan. Eight brown wolves ran to the western coast and found home in the connections of caves and became our own MudClan. And the black wolves could only have the last territory, the dark forest of fir trees. They were NightClan," FogEyes finished. BrokenThorn nodded slowly, then added,

"They were birds, not wolves,"

While the two resumed their squabbling, WhisperTail crept out of the den. She padded over to . It wasn't long before the Dawn Patrol came back. She spotted her mentor and walked over to him.

"Morning, WhisperTail. Are you ready for your training?" SunSight greeted her. She nodded, and ran under of the bush that marked the entrance. SunSight calmly followed. When they came to the stretch of dirt, they stopped.

"What can you smell?" he tested her.

"Ummm, stale rabbit, stale MossTail, us and something I can't figure out," she replied, twitching her nose.

"That is the scent of elk. Can you tell it's like a bit different to deer?" he asked her.

"Yeah, it is. Are we going to catch it?" WhisperTail jumped.

"Can you see it?" SunSight asked again. She opened her mouth slightly, to let the scents rush in and turned her head to where they were coming from. Just beyond that rock, was a big brown creature, a bit like a deer except bigger. It had horns on it's head and only one toe on each foot. She stealthily crept accross the floor, with SunSight just to her left.

"Remember, get as close as you can without alerting it. When it does detect you, run at it and bite," he reminded her.

They were a tail lengeth away when the elk lifted it's head. WhisperTail froze. Her silver and black pelt stood out amongst the pale yellow rocks and the elk raised it's eyes in fear and started to run. So did WhisperTail, and she beat the elk by a mile and jumped on barely noticed her, at least until SunSight hopped on. The elk stopped running and started jumping about, trying to shake them off. WhisperTail fell off onto the warm-but-hard rock. SunSight purposely let go and walked over to WhisperTail.

"That was very, good; you're a fast runner," he commented. "Don't worry that we didn't catch it, we're just two wolves. Hunting patrols are more likely to get them," he reassured her. That perked her up so she looked for a rabbit to catch instead.

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It was sunset. WhisperTail was sleepy from all the commotion that day. She had told FernTail he was going to the MoonHowl. Then he sat down and told her why the clan was so tense.

"So why is everyone so excited about this MoonHowl? I mean, I am because it's my first one, but what about everyone else?" WhisperTail sat down and crossed her paws.

"Yeah, HeatherStream said that this wolf had descended from MoonClan and joined NightClan. Everyone thinks he's really special or something. And also because BlackStripe had a prophecy. He said 'Black and silver will unite and defeat the evil'. We think the new guy is black, because he's in NightClan," FernTail replied, and sauntered over to the fresh-kill pile. "Want me to bring you a rabbit?" he called over his shoulder.

She wondered what was going to happen at the MoonHowl. She also thought about the prophecy. Black and silver will unite and defeat the evil? What evil? She decided to go ask BlackStripe. He was her father, before he became the medi-hound. She strode out of the apprentice cave and towards the one which smelt of herbs and berries.

"BlackStripe?" she called and looked into the hollow. It was dark, apart from the glow of the setting sun at the entrance and the hole in the roof that had stars shining through.

"Who is it?" a familiar voice asked, and WhisperTail padded over to the end of the cave. She saw a male wolf with black fur and a white muzzle. The black wolf turned around. "Hi WhisperTail. What do you need?" he queried.

"Do you know what's going to happen tonight?" she asked him, and BlackStripe went silent. Then he nuzzled his daughter and muttered,

"Nothing bad, hopefully." Every clan knew what trouble PineClan might cause. They've always wanted to be the best clan of the forest. She took in his scent for a moment then nodded and padded slowly away. She could always rely on her father to tell her the truth. She walked over to a spot on the middle of camp and found FernTail. He asked her what she was doing, and they talked for a while. Then a bellow got their attention and the turned to see FrozenMoon standing on the Great Rock.

"May all wolves who can catch their own prey gather here for a Clan Meeting," he shouted and WhisperTail followed FernTail and sat down next to him.

"Me, BearClaw, DarkMud, HawkShadow, RiverHeart, SunSight, FernTail, WhisperTail, FogEyes and BrokenThorn shall come to the MoonHowl." he announced and jumped off the rock. The crowd dispersed and the chosen wolves strolled over to FrozenMoon. He finished his conversation with BearClaw, nodded, then started towards the bush that was the entrance. When they came to the stretch of dirt that WhisperTail trained on, the wolves broke into a run. They reached the river and ran alongside it, until they came to a patch of land.

This land was covered in dirt, and on it rested four large rocks, each pointing towards the corners of the forest. FrozenMoon walked to the base of the MudClan rock and resumed his talk with BearClaw. As WhisperTail looked around FourStones, she saw that PineClan were already here, and the white figures on the horizon told her that SnowClan were yet to arrive. She padded towards the group of elders and listened to them as they shared tongues. SnowClan arrived, and then NightClan. The red-brown figure of the alpha male stood just across from the MudClan rock. WhisperTail looked around for FernTail and found him talking to a white female apprentice. And judging by her smell, she was NightClan.

"So that was when this huge elk came- oh, hi WhisperTail!" FernTail was boasting when he looked round and saw his sister creep up behind the NightClan wolf. "StarTail, this is my sister, WhisperTail. WhisperTail, StarTail. Great, now we're introduced!"

"Um, yeah. Hello StarTail. Say, do you know anything about a wolf from a prophecy?" WhisperTail asked kindly.

"You mean SpottedTail? He came down from MoonClan. IcePelt had a prophecy that a wolf would save the forest. Oh, that's our medi-hound," StarTail replied. WhisperTail sat down, and listened to FernTail's boasts of being the most skilful apprentice.

Then the sound of all the leaders got everyone's attention.

"MoonClan has arrived," FrozenMoon, PureMoon, PineClan's leader and NightClan's leader announced at the same time. They turned their heads towards the moon which was high up in the sky and howled. Then the wind blew and rustled the leaves. Then WhisperTail saw all of the wolves around them tilt their heads towards the sky, and she copied. Then, in a bone-chilling wail, all the wolves at FourStones howled. It was a strange sound; it was as if all the wolves of the forest united. In the midst, she felt as if she was drifting away. She closed her eyes...

...and opened them. But she was not standing at FourStones. She was sitting in a large, dark cave. In the middle of the cave was a huge rock, pointed like a fang. It ended a tail-length under the ceiling. Not only that, but the giant rock was coated in something glistening and green. Sitting just infront of the huge rock was a black wolf with white spots.

Greetings, WhisperTail, the wolf spoke without opening it's mouth.

"Who are you?" she replied.

I am SilverStreak, the wolf of the Moon, SilverStreak told her. It is your first MoonHowl. Let me tell you. During the howling, you have a chance to speak to MoonClan. We can tell you many things, provided you listen.

"What do you mean? I am listening!" the words tumbled out of her mouth.

Until next time... his voice faded, and so did he.

"Wait come back!" she urged, and then the scenery dissolved into darkness, and she was falling. Then her eyes flashed open and she saw she was back at FourStones. All the other wolves had stopped howling. They had finished speaking with MoonClan.

"I shall speak first," NightClan's leader proposed and stepped forward. All eyes were fixed on him.

"All of your medi-hounds have probably recieved a prophecy of a wolf coming from MoonClan. That very wolf has joined our clan as a new apprentice. He will be here at the next MoonHowl," the alpha maler proclaimed. Then he went on to talk about clan affairs. So did the rest of the leaders. But when it was FrozenMoon's turn, he stepped forward.

"Our medi-hound has had a different prophecy. He says bla-" he started when there was a crack of thunder.

"It's a sign!" a female white wolf barked. WhisperTail looked at the sky to see the moon, shrouded in dark grey clouds. "The MoonHowl must end!"

FrozenMoon dipped his head in confusion, then lead his clan back to camp. As they departed, WhisperTail saw FernTail saying something to StarTail, then dashing off. When they reached the bush, the clouds had dropped down a shower of rain. She immediatly ran towards the medi-hound den.

"BlackStripe?" she yelped.

"Yes, WhisperTail?" he replied, ears pricked.

"Something happened at the MoonHowl," she told him about the 'sign' that MoonClan sent.

BlackStripe nodded slowly when she had finished.

"MoonClan are angry at us..."

And on that, I'll leave you hanging ;)