A/N: And finally, done. But this is a whole chapter, so be happy! I really did plan (and worked on it) before the Monday/Tuesday deadline, but with family and mid-term exams it wasn't the easiest feat. Hopefully I'll make the deadline next time. I really wasn't expecting all of the reviews I got, you guys seriously are the best ever. Here is the greatest chapter yet! Most of you probably suspected this event would happen some time or another...
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Ch.12
Feathersky's shoulders slumped, "Very well, welcome Ember, Bounce, and Wolf. Storm, take them back to camp. I have something I need to attend to."
"Come one guys," Storm purred.
Feathersky starred into the pine forest.
If we're going to start a clan we'll need a real warrior.
She took a deep breath and began to follow the scent trail. The forest had begun to grow brighter after a while; small, stunted oak saplings dotted the forest under the towering pines.
"Breezeheart?" she called.
A brown tabby blur dropped down before her out of the pines.
"Breeze- wait, you're not her!" Feathersky dropped down into an attack position.
"No, I'm not," she said, her voice dripping with kittypet elegance, "My name is Song."
Now that Feathersky got a closer look she was actually a small fluffy dark tabby with amber eyes.
"Well, I need to go, I have to find a friend," Feathersky shoved by her.
"Goodbye!" Song purred, "If you ever need me I tend to stick around here!"
Feathersky shook her head.
Yeah… like we'll ever need a meowing kittypet.
The scent trail took a sudden veer back towards the pines, a rather large stream make the border between the tall oaks and dark pines. Breezeheart sat at the bank, starring into the water, her paw hovering, ready to strike. Suddenly her paw dipped down and flew back up, sending droplets of water flying all over the place. The other thing she sent flying hit Feathersky smack in her face. The medicine cat went flying back with a yowl; the fish flopped around on the dry ground. Breezeheart's mouth fell open as she starred at Feathersky in shock.
"Oh… oh my, I'm so sorry," Breezeheart bounded up to her.
Feathersky got to her paws and started to spit. Breezeheart backed up, preparing herself for the medicine cat to attack, but then realized that Feathersky was laughing!
"Am I having déjà vu?" Feathersky snorted.
"Look, freshkill!" Breezekit squealed, bounding up to the freshkill pile.
Featherpaw rolled her eyes as Breezekit tore into the pile, suddently sending a fish hurling her way. The young medicine cat apprentice was thrown to her feet.
"I'm sorry!" Breezekit ran up.
"I think you are…" Breezeheart replied, a grin spreading on her face.
Suddenly Feathersky's smiling face was turned upside down, "Look, I'm sorry about what happened earlier, I was acting like a fool. I should have listened to you."
"It's alright, I can understand. I was a fool myself for not following you in the first place," Breezeheart nodded, "Does this mean I can join you now?"
Feathersky tilted her head as if she was thinking, "Hmm… yes, of course you mousebrain! Everybody is this way."
Feathersky pushed through the pine trees after making sure that Breezeheart was following her. She stopped at the small cliff and jumped down to the ledge where Forest and his niece and nephew were staying. All had made tremendous recovery and Forest and Storm had been busy teaching the kits how to hunt. At the end of the cliff Storm was talking away with Bounce, Wolf, and Ember. Forest, Reliah, and Grayson stood a little bit off, looking oddly out of place. Breezeheart jumped down beside the medicine cat on the ledge and looked over the makeshift camp.
"This is where we've been staying for the past couple moons. Storm and I found Forest and the two kits being attacked," Feathersky continued to tell Breezeheart the story, "So Storm and I treated them for days. Now their injuries are fully healed."
"And who is Storm? I mean I've heard all about her from Cindy and Josh. Peter tends to not be a talker," Breezeheart purred.
"Who?" Feathersky asked.
"Oh," Breezeheart laughed, "Cindy changed their names to impress you. Cindy would now be Ember, Peter, Wolf, and Josh would be Bounce."
Feathersky nodded, "I found Storm after her aunt abandoned her. When I found her she was sleeping… I actually almost stepped on her. So I told her about the clans and she followed me. If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm trying to create a clan. Her real name is Storm Dance, and she has warrior blood."
"And her warrior name will be?" Breezeheart giggled.
"I would imagine Stormdance," Feathersky replied, realizing that all of the cats were now starring up at them, realizing that Breezeheart and she had returned.
"Breezeheart!" Ember gasped, "Your back!"
Feathersky nodded, "Go, they'll want to see you."
Breezeheart leaped off of the ledge and bounded over to the four young cats. Forest, Reliah, and Grayson continued to keep away.
"We thought you wouldn't come back!" Bounce bowled into her.
Peter stayed back in his ordinary calm nature, "I'm glad to have you back."
Breezeheart smiled, "I'm glad to be back."
Ember licked her paws, "Same here."
The medicine cat continued to stay up on the ledge, clearing her throat for attention, "With four new cats our camp won't be able to hold them. When I went to find Breezeheart I found a forest nearby, it is running with prey and would be a good place to find shelter. We'll be moving in the morning."
Breezeheart's pelt brushed against Feathersky's as they moved through the forest. The kits were talking up a storm behind them, this time Reliah and Grayson joined in. Forest took up the back of the line. A gentle breeze made the leaves on the trees flutter, but the heat of early leaffall was still there, a constant reminder burning onto their fur that leafbare would soon arrive.
The bushes in front of them stirred. Feathersky raised her tail, signaling for the others to stand back as Breezeheart approached the bushes. Suddenly Breezeheart was knocked to the side by a white blur. The small tom growled; his unsheathed claws sunk into her chest fur. Breezeheart quickly knocked him off but he was quick on his feet and immediately charged at her. Storm leaped forward and knocked him off of his set course before he reached his target. Another white cat joined into the fight and landed several well-aimed swipes at Storm, quickly overpowering her. Forest rushed up and attempted to help her but the white she-cat continued to overpower them. The first white tom continued to fight Breezeheart. Storm tripped over the root of one of the oaks and with one cat off of her back the white she-cat sent Forest tumbling into the bushes but the dark tabby stopped short as he collided with stone.
"Forest!" Reliah yowled, rushing up to her father.
But as the pale tortoiseshell she-cat neared the white she-cat another cat around her size bowled into her.
"Get away from my mother and sisters!" the gray-and-ginger tom hissed.
"Bonekit, Cloudwhisker and I can handle this," the white she-cat growled between closed teeth.
Bonekit shook his head, attempting to claw Reliah once again. Grayson attempted to charge the kit as Ember, Bounce, and Wolf attempted to fight off the white she-cat.
"STOP!" Feathersky yowled.
Breezeheart froze, pinning the tom- apparently Cloudwhisker- under her paws.
"Who are you?" Feathersky asked.
The white she-cat barred her teeth, "Blizzardmoon."
"And you?" Feathersky asked the white tom.
He looked over at the she-cat, who nodded, "I'm Cloudwhisker, Blizzardmoon is my twin."
Feathersky rolled her eyes, "Well that's easy to see."
"And I'm Bonekit!" the ginger and gray tabby interrupted.
"Don't forget me, I'm Sunkit, and these are my paws, Whitepaw, Snowpaw, Frostpaw, and Perfectpaw," a bright ginger she-kit jumped out of the bush behind Bonekit, giving her white paw a careful lick.
Blizzardmoon shook her head, "Bonekit, take your sisters and stay with the others."
"Wait!" Breezeheart called, impatience tugging at her pelt, "Are you all clan cats?"
Blizzardmoon's eyes widened, Cloudwhisker scampered over to her side, "We were; why?"
"What clan do you come from?" Breezeheart asked, unfazed. She had already suspected as much from their names.
Blizzardmoon's claws tugged at the ground nervously, "Why do you need to know?"
Feathersky sighed, "I'm Feathersky, ex-medicine cat apprentice of BrightClan; she is Breezeheart, ex-warrior of BrightClan. Get it yet?"
"I've never heard of BrightClan," Blizzardmoon tilted her head, "But we're also ex- warriors of CloudClan."
"What were you exiled for?" Breezeheart asked.
A growl formed in the she-cats throat before she relaxed once again, "Bonekit, what did I tell you?"
"Yes ma'am," Bonekit turned, Sunkit protesting as she followed him back into the forest.
"They haven't heard yet," Blizzardmoon explained, "My brother pinned the murders of my mate and sister on me. My father exiled me," her throat went dry, "But I could have gone back, the story all fell down around Icefang's ears as soon as I left. But I couldn't stay with a clan that wouldn't listen to a word I said. And you?"
Breezeheart shook her head, pointing her tail towards Feathersky.
Feathersky took a shaky breath, "My leader had kits with an enemy tom and I wouldn't give her the right herbs to get arid of the kit. She banished me for something I didn't do as revenge. Breezeheart is only here because she followed me."
"So you were both banished for something you didn't do?" Storm asked.
Blizzardmoon and Feathersky nodded.
"Well then couldn't your ancestors have something planned for all of you?" Storm once again questioned.
The ex-BrightClan medicine cat turned to the ex-CloudClan warrior, "I was wanted to create a clan."
"So was I," Blizzardmoon's eyes widened.
Bonekit: I am!
Sunkit: I am more!
Bonekit: I am more than you are!
Sunkit: nu-uh... I'm super duper-ly more ready than you, even my paws...
Bonekit: please, stop with the paws.
Willow: well, this could go on forever...
Here is your chapter question:
Who reminds you more of yourself... Sunkit or Bonekit?
A) the winner-of-all-arguments and perfectionist Sunkit
-OR-
B) the kind and caring, but also a bit of an arguer himself, Bonekit
For me... I would have to say I'm definitely more of a Bonekit than a Sunkit... just... way more Bonekit.
If you have a question that you would like me to ask put it into a review!
~Willow