And we are back! Time to find out who is going to represent the clans!
(5 from each clan) And may the odds be ever in you favor! ;) (I do not own Hunger Games or Warriors)
Chapter 2 Swiftstep- RiverClan
Marshstar wearily walked up to leader's rock.
"I'm afraid the time has come." HE went up to a pile of bark strips. I had scratched into my bark an eagle's beak and talons with a swirl of wind. Marshstar selected the first strip.
"A trout and X" With a deep sigh Daisystem got up and stood beside Marshstar. "Juniper berries"
"That's me!" Ruffledfern called with a frown. She stalked forward.
"Wind! Talons! Eagle's beak?" I froze. That was me. Slower than a turtle I got up and walked to the front of camp. I spotted my little brother Quailpaw quivering in the corner of camp. I tried to force a smile for him but he saw through the act.
"Holes in the bark?' A gray tom known as Sparkflight strode up expression unreadable.
"And finally a blank strip?" Dim pride shone in Purepelt's eyes as she walked forward. "These will be RiverClan's candidates for this Season cycle's (summer, spring, fall, winter =season cycle) Survival Games" I surveyed the chosen cats until my eyes settled on one. Daisystem. I want her as an ally. She caught my eyes and gave a slight nod. Maybe I wouldn't die first after all.
Lightstreak- WindClan
I was the first one called. I didn't mind being called (I didn't want to die but still I was sorta out of options)but 1 is a cursed number I don't know why it just is. But either way I'm the fastest in WindClan so I should be good. One by one my clanmates were called for death sentence (oops I mean 'the games') Me Leafspring, Breezefoot, Shortleg, poor tom he's the slowest in WindClan and Stormcloud. NO! I couldn't kill her. My new plan formulated in my head. Stay far away from her and try to win with out meeting her.
When the meeting was over I went to Breezefoot and Leafspring. I spoke fast and quickly no one else could hear us.
"I want WindClan allies. Fast ones that can help me. Please." Breezefoot agreed but Leafspring wanted Shortleg. No! I couldn't kill Shortleg! I was thoroughly convinced WindClan cats would be the last ones in the arena. We are the smartest and the fastest. So I ditched Leafspring. A flame still burned inside of my soul. The blackest darkest part of my soul. The tortoiseshell should have been on my team. For the time ever I felt like it was possible to kill a clanmate.
Nightwhisker- ShadowClan
My father is leader; my father is only close to those 25 moons and older. It makes the games easier. One by one the tributes are called.
"Mossshadow!" Oh I thought let's hope he wins I had personally always though he was strong and cute. "Snowflecks" Good-bye friend. "Mistfur" Still want Mossshadow to win. "Sunpelt" hope you had a good life. "And-" Needlestar's eyes became hollow and shattered. He took in deep ragged breathes his booming voice was small and empty.
"Nightwhisker" My father was no longer leader but a frightened kit. I stalked forward and nuzzled my father trying to rouse him. As I though simply never mind Mossshade he could die for all I care. I was going to win. My time to shine.
Violettail- ThunderClan
I can't believe ThunderClan helped create this. I angrily thought as I scratched a thistle with a claw over it and a huge X over the whole thing. Thistleclaw led the riot, Tigerstar was a role model (even though he faded into nothingness), Goosefeather fought and killed, Snowtuft led an army that took over ThunderClan. My name was drawn first. I went up with dignity and tears. That is if it's possible to put those together. Goldtoe, Blackthorn, and Palesky. Palesky! She was my littermate. And Cloudtuft. NO! That was my apprentice. He had just been named a warrior yesterday. The mission became clear to me figure out how to get both of them to survive.
Snowtuft: and that's it for now folks. And Clans all sponsor gifts will be paid in marigold for the first round.
Author: Didn't we talk about this? Readers will sponsor. And they don't have marigold.
ST: Well the Dark forest needs marigold or we'll all die of infections.
Author: Well good then.
ST: Dark forest rules and you can't do anything about it!
Author: Well it's my story and maybe I'll throw you in the arena.
ST: NO!
Thistleclaw: If I was announcer I wouldn't sass you.
Author: OUT!
TC: Fine, had to try.
ST: Ha, Ha!
Author: Shut up Snowtuft. I'm announcer now.
ST: What!
Author: Report back tomorrow for interviews and find out who's going to the games!
Shredtail: Don't the readers know who's going to the games?
Author: Yes but the cats don't. And didn't you fade into nothing in the series?
Shredtail: I came back.
Author: Great