Mysteries in Moonclan
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While sharing fresh kill with there clan mates, Rosestar of Moonclan, and Stormstar of Stormclan shuddered. Something has happened.
Darkheart stared at his grand daughter. She would be the ultimate way to control all of the clans, with him a direct decendant of the Bloodclan leader, Scourge, and his deceased mate, Poppyfur, a direct decendant of the infamous Tigerstar, this young warrior could grant him that power he'd been lusting for since his mother told him the same tale.
"Blackheart, will Ashclaw be joining us?" Shadefoot cocked his head.
"No darling, he's probably looking up some Twoleg's skirt." the black cat mused out loud. "Theifkit, don't stick your paws in the Moonpool. Shadowfur, love, close your eyes. We'll be done shortly.
"Nightkit. bring the bark." Blackheart nodded as the small kit carried a bowl shaped piece of bark in his teeth.
"Thank you, my love. Father, the mouse, if you please." Blackheart motioned to Darkheart who toyed a dead mouse at his paws.
"And finally! Shadefoot, the yewberry." the eerie she-cat sneered."Now we are ready."
The three kits scooped the pure water out of the Moonpool with the bark, while Darkheart squeezed the mouse's blood into the solution, and finally, Shadefoot dropped the death berry into the blood stained water.
"Now Shadowfur, drink it all up." her mother instructed. "Quickly, before the eclipse is over."
She obediantly followed her mothers order, lapping up the solution. The fur on her back bristled, her ears pressed flatly on the head, her eyes glowing intensly. Then, it stopped
" Well…?" Darkheart blinked at his granddaughter.
"I feel wonderful grandfather." She sniffed, regaining her air of refinement. "Yes, wonderful."
So, what did you think? Sorry about the bloodiness, but this introduces the main conflict. Well, got to go! Read and Review!