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HINT BEFORE READING: This chapter isn't mainly about Stoneclan. Guess which clan it is! First person to guess right gets something. Oh yes and please when you review tell me stuff I could improve on and what is your favorite scene in the chapter; thanks!
A brown tom with what looked like a muddy pelt and dull yellow eyes sat before his leader; shaking. He had called him in for some strange reason and wasn't sure what was wrong. Perhaps Flamestar wants to assign me to a special mission, he thought, that must be it!
As the leader looked up at him he decided that it wasn't. He had decided he had done something wrong- something very wrong to anger his leader so much. His leader had a dark ginger coat with white paws and amber eyes. He looked him up and down. His frown turned into a snarl of anger and the warrior took a scared step back. Finally the brown pelted warrior spoke. "W-whats wrong Flamestar? What is bothering you?"
The leader let out a snort. "Don't lie Mudpelt. I know exactly what your up to; you and Starclan are planning to kill me and the rest of the clan!" he exclaimed with a growl.
Mudpelt took a step back. "No- never! I am a loyal Fireclan warrior." he insisted. "Why would you think such a thing."
"I have my reasons!" he snapped. He took a step forward, lashing his tail from side to side. he let out an angry hiss.
"Then tell me!" Mudpelt exclaimed, his temper rising. He sheathed and unsheathed his claws. His back was arched and he was starting to bare his teeth in anger.
Flamestar simply took another step forward and hit Mudpelt in the face with his unsheathed claws; leaving a large, deep gash on his forehead. Mudpelt faltered and stumbled back; shocked. "You. You will try to defeat us and then all my plans will be ruined!" Flamestar proclaimed, barring his teeth. "You must be disposed of. You cannot ruin my plans!"
"What plans!" Mudpelt growled. "I am a loyal fireclan war-" before he could finish Flamestar pushed him, making him loose his balance. He fell and blinked up to see Flamestar above him, with one paw planted on his chest, keeping him from being able to breathe and rise.
"Please…" he begged. "Please…" he let out a shaking cough and started breathing feebly. "I-I can help you defeat…defeat what ever you want defeated. I pretended to be with Starclan..I-Im with you." Mudpelt lied. Truth was; he had no idea what his enraged leader was talking about. He just hoped that he had said the right thing to keep himself alive a few minutes longer.
Flamestar's eyes lit up in delight. "Oh! Oh! I understand now.." he stopped talking and bent towards him in till he could feel his breath on his neck. "We must talk about this elsewhere.
"Wait." Mudpelt said, pushing Flamestar off him. Hmm…there must be a prophecy to go along with this thing, he thought. "Tell me the prophecy one more time."
Flamestar rolled his eyes in disgust. "Is your brain as small as a mouse!" he cleared his throat. "Mud shall defeat heat."
Mudpelt looked up, slightly alarmed. Then he was confused. "Wait; thats it?" He was very confused. That couldn't be it; prophecies usually held more meaning then that. There must be another part of it he didn't hear, he thought. Mudpelt quickly pledged to Starclan he wouldn't tell Flamestar about his doubts.
Flamestar nodded then. "Yes bee-brain. Then; suddenly, his eyes darkened. "You shall be held as a prisoner for now.
Mudpelt's eyes widened, and he let out a 'no' as he was dragged away by two of the fiercest toms in the clans.
Flamestar let out a sigh finally when he was gone. "I must tell the dark forest about this!" and with that, he made himself comfy in his nest and closed his eyes in till he fell asleep in which he woke up in a forest that would always be dark and never lighten.