Helloooo! Sorry I haven't posted for a while. I've been busy with school and final's but I finished them today. And tomorrow's my last day so I will be posting more. I finished writing chapter seven yesterday and I didn't type it 'cause I had to study. But I'm finished and I've started typing eight. So without further interruptions, chapter seven.
"Gorsefur? What are you doing here?" Firestar asked. He didn't seem mad. Dovewing shoved Silverpaw under a bush and walked up to the strange cat. Gorsefur bowed to Firestar and Dovewing.
"Hello, Firestar, mother. I have brought my former apprentice to meet your little friend. You know the one from Thunderclan." Gorsefur said, staring at the bush Silverpaw was in. Dovewing flicked her tail in annoyance and nervousness.
"I do not understand Gorsefur. Are you sure you are correct?" Firestar asked.
"I know I'm correct. Her name is Silverpaw. She is here now. I can feel her presence." Gorsefur said. He crouched and started flicking his tail. Willowleaf looked at her former mentor in horror and shock. This cat was ordering the leader of Starclan around. Dovewing growled.
"Gorsefur, you don't come here ordering to see a cat. I raised you better than that. Now why do want to see her?" Dovewing said.
"I think it's time Willowleaf learns what the prophecy means." Gorsefur said.
"Wait! Wait! What prophecy?" Silverpaw said, crawling out of the bush. Firestar looked at her than Dovewing.
"You haven't told her anything?" Firestar growled. His eyes blazed like green fire.
"She wasn't ready." Dovewing said. Firestar sighed.
"Silverpaw, before you were born, there was a prophecy. The prophecy said; 'Stars have been falling. The Powers of Three have been passed down to prevent a great evil from arising.' From the moment you were born I knew it was you who received our powers. I've been helping you all I can. I'm sorry I didn't tell you until now but it was safer." Dovewing explained.
Silverpaw couldn't breathe. She had always dreamed of being one of the Three, but now that it was actually happening, she wished she had never been born. Silverpaw tried her best not to show her fear. Firestar wrapped his tail around Silverpaw like he was trying to protect her.
"Don't worry, Silverpaw. Dovewing and I will help you. And when this great evil comes, we will be right at your side." Firestar whispered to Silverpaw.
Silverpaw felt a little better. She wished she could be brave like Firestar was in his life. When Silverpaw looked up Dovewing ws speaking to Willowleaf. Willlowleaf looked like she was taking in a lot.
When Dovewing was finished speaking to her, Firestar unwarapped his tail around Silverpaw and Willowleaf walked toward her.
"Silverpaw, whenever you need me, I'm here. I'll tell you about anything I receive from Starclan about this. I'll help you about the prophecy. Whatever you need, I'm here." Willowleaf said. "It's time for us to return to the clans."
Silverpaw woke up. It was still nightfall. Silverpaw's nest was scattered all around her. There was no cat in the den. Silverpaw stood up and padded into the clearing.
She was feeling a lot better. She didn't feel any pain when she walked. She didn't feel feverish or even dizzy.
Silverpaw looked at the entrance and saw Freezestep, a Riverclan warrior, guarding the entrance. Silverpaw skirted around the clearing, sticking at the shadows. She leaped through the ferns and walked around the edge of the island. She made it to the tree-bridge and walked across it. She started walking toward Thunderclan territory.
The moon was high above Silverpaw's head. Silverpaw breathed in the freezing air. It smelled so fresh it made her nose tingle. The snow sparkled on the ground like millions of fallen stars. Silverpaw's stress began melting away. She was in a state of pure bliss. The snowflakes falling landed on Silverpaw's pelt and melted off.
As Silverpaw passed through Windclan territory she began running. Faster and faster, until she was pelting across the snowy hills. She felt free, like no cat could do anything to her. She jumped, ran and skipped around.
She finally made it to Thunderclan territory. She climbed up trees and jumped from branch to branch like a squirrel. She leaped down and saw she was right outside the Thunderclan camp. She walked through the entrance and looked around her home.
It was destroyed. The warriors den caved in and the remains laid in a heap. The apprentices den wasn't enterable without getting tangled up and stuck. The elders den and nursery had holes that looked like they were clawed in there. Silverpaw smelled a strange scent that she didn't want to figure out.
She climbed up the Highledge. She stood where Blizzardstar stood when he called meetings. Silverpaw could feel power and strength coursing through her veins.
Is this what the Three felt all the time? Silverpaw thought.
"Why are you here?" A voice growled. Silverpaw spun around.
A smoky gray cat with matted fur sat in front of Blizzardstar's den. She had thick, long fur with yellow eyes. She looked a little transparent, so Silverpaw could see through her. She smelled like herbs and the Starclan scent.
"Well?" She said impatiently.
"I…I couldn't sleep. And I was upset so I went for a walk." Silverpaw said. The gray cat looked unsatisfied.
"Silverpaw, I know why you're here. You can't run from destinies. When you do, it only makes it worse. You have to face what's coming." The cat said. "I knew many cats that ran from their destinies. In the end, they faced their destinies and most of them died because they ran from them. Now, go back to the island. Something's happening." The gray cat disappeared.
Silverpaw didn't wait. She jumped down the Highledge and ran out. She ran faster than ever before.
By the time she made it to camp, dawn was breaking. She snuck back into the medicine den. She fixed her nest and curled up. She pretended to sleep, expecting her mother to check up on her like she usually did.
She never came.
Silcerpaw got up and went outside. The moment she walked out she could feel the tension and fear and knew something was wrong.
"Silverpaw! There you are. Come quickly! It's your father." Swiftstar, leader of Windclan, said. She led her to the leader's den.
The other three leaders and Whisperwind were there. Stormtail and Snowfrost dripped water from wet moss into Blizzardstar's mouth.
"This is bad. We need a medicine car. I can already smell the fever on him." Hailstar growled.
"Poor thing. He must have been like this for a while." Swiftstar said.
"Stupid thing! He could've gotten us all sick and killed." Hailstar said.
"Hey! It was a heroic thing to do. He carried on taking care of the clans even when he was sick." Swiftstar argued.
"Yeah, but what would we do when we all got sick? Hm?" Hailstar retorted. The two leaders were nose to nose. They looked like they were about to fight. Hailstar bared his teeth and growled.
"Enough!" Emberstar yelled. She stepped between the arguing leaders and glared at both of them. "You should be ashamed of yourselves. You two are leaders. Act like leaders!" Emberstar growled.
"Now, as eldest leader I have final say. Yes, Blizzardstar should've gotten medicine, but the fact that he cared for the clans before himself proves he-." Emberstar never finished.
"Blizzardstar's not breathing!" Snowfrost screeched.
Every cat rushed over. He certainly wasn't. Silverpaw felt her heart breaking.
"He's losing a life." Emberstar said. "I assume it's not his last."
"No, it isn't. It's his sixth." Whisperwind said.
All the cats waited in silence while he lost a life. Suddenly he sucked in air and blinked open his eyes.
"I'm alright. We need to discuss when the clans are going back to their territories. Starclan spoke to me and told me New-Leaf his almost here." Blizzardstar said.
Silverpaw pricked her ears. She could hear birds! Birds chirping. The snow began melting a few days ago and prey had started to come back. Silverpaw couldn't believe it.
New-Leaf had begun!
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