Chapter 1- New Deputy
Moons later after SunClan and Dawnclan tried to wipe out Cloudclan, they were thriving. The number of warriors was a lot and everyone was in good health. Leafdapple thought to herself "I wish Cloudstar could be here."
Then a whisper in the wind said," I am."
Leafdapple smiled to herself, Cloudstar and her were the best of friends. She was glad that the old leader could see her clan thriving.
"Cinderpaw, do we have any Catmint left?" Leafdapple asked her apprentice who was almost ready for her medicine cat name.
"Only 1-2 stalks we should get some more," Cinderpaw answered.
Leafdapple nodded and padded out of camp and to the abandoned twoleg place she went to go gather catmint. She was still thinking of Cloudstar when she went to go pick some catmint.
Suddenly a breeze brushed through her fur," A Whishing star and a Flower petal will save the clan from the darkened hearts within the forest."
And yet again Leafdapple was reminded of the prophecy that Starclan had given her those many moons ago. She continued on picking catmint but the prophecy still lingered in her mind.
Wishingpelt, a senior warrior, was out on a hunting patrol. He had spotted a mouse and was silently creeping up on it. 3...2...1... NOW! He pounced on the mouse and delivered the killing blow. He collected the rest of his kill and hauled it back to camp. He had caught 2 mice, and a plump vole. He met back up with his hunting patrol, Liontail, Frostfeather, and Stormshadow. They all then headed back to camp with their fresh kill.
"Nice catches Wishingpelt!" Yowled Goldenfur.
He dropped his kill onto the fresh kill pile and picked out a thrush. He looked around camp until he found the cat he was looking for.
"Darkshadow! Want to eat a mouse will I eat this thrush together?" He asked his best friend. (Just sitting by each other and talking).
"Sure!" Darkshadow replied.
Darkshadow padded over to the fresh kill pile and grabbed a mouse off the fresh kill pile (it was his favorite type of prey) and joined Wishingpelt and his thrush.
"Did you see Silverfurs kits?" Darkshadow asked Wishingpelt.
"No, not yet," Wishingpelt said.
"Wishingpelt! You're on the border patrol!" Streamfur, the deputy, yowled to Wishingpelt.
"Right now?" He meowed to Streamfur.
"Yes now! Now get off your lazy butt and go join the cats waiting for you by the entrance!" She yowled to Wishingpelt.
"Gotta go," he said to Darkshadow as he padded over to the thorn barrier.
There he met up with Lightningflash, Blueflash, and Flowerleaf. They each padded out of camp and then pelted towards the Dawnclan border.
"I hope they stayed on their side of the border this time," Blueflash snarled.
"I know right if they're not we will tare them to shreds!" Lightningflash yowled.
"Well duh! What else would we do? Say," thank you for crossing our border. Cross again!"," Flowerleaf sarcastically remarked while rolling her eyes.
" No need to be rude about it," Lightningflash replied pinning his ears to his head.
" Can we just get a move on to the border already?" Wishingpelt asked with a bored expression.
"I agree with Wishingpelt, lets go!" Blueflash agreed.
When they reached the border, they luckily found that Dawnclan had stayed on their side of the border. They marked their border then hurried on to the SunClan border.
"They finally learned to stay on their side of the border," Blueflash muttered under her breath.
Wishingpelt laughed as he heard Blueflash's comment," that's a first right?" he added her.
The rest of the group had not heard their conversation," yeah it is," she smiled, then we both caught up to the group.
After they had marked the SunClan border, Lightningflash challenged," lets have a race! First one back gets to pick first prey! Last one there picks their prey last!"
Wishingpelt took off through the forest. His paws pounding against the green forest floor. The trees were flashes of green as he ran past them on his way to camp. The breeze brushed through his long white fur, his dark icy blue eyes were only focused on finding Cloudclan camp.
Finally the entrance to Cloudclan camp came into view and he dashed in to find he was the first one back from his patrol. Second was Blueflash, third was Flowerleaf, and fourth was Lightningflash.
"WHOA! Man you cats run fast," he shook his head as if he couldn't believe we had just beat him in his own challenge.
Since I had won, I went to go pick my prey first, I picked out a nice plump mouse.
"Can I eat with you?" a sweet voice above Wishingpelt asked.
He looked up to see Goldenfur," sure Goldenfur," he replied.
She sat down next to Wishingpelt and took a bite out of the plump mouse that Wishingpelt had won.
"Good job on winning the race, you must be really fast to have beaten Blueflash," congratulated me.
"How did you know?" he asked her.
"Lightningflash is over there complaining about it, I don't really know why Silverstar named him that when he is the slowest cat in the clan!" Goldenfur and Wishingpelt both laughed.
"Me either," Wishingpelt agreed.
They continued to eat the mouse until all that was left was a pile of bones. The sun was now setting making the sky look like it was on fire with the blazes of orange.
"I guess we should be going to bed now," Goldenfur suggested, I nodded my head and followed her to the warriors den.
I curled up in my nest with Goldenfur and Darkshadow on both sides of him.
The next morning Wishingpelt woke up early, the sun hadn't even risen yet. He decided that he would go hunt for prey. He padded out of camp and into the forest. Wishingpelt then heard the movements of a small robin!
He narrowed his eyes and quickly found the red bird, it was near a tree eating worms. Wishingpelt slowly crept up onto the mouse until he was only a few mouse tails away. He decided to creep a little closer until he pounced on the unsuspecting robin and killed it with a bite to the neck.
When he returned to camp with a robin, and a thrush, the first rays of dawn streaked the sky with blazes of pink and orange. Wishingpelt dropped his fresh kill on the pile then he went to go see Silverfurs new kits.
He slowly entered the nursery, there he saw 2 small fluffy kits near Silverfur.
"Hello Wishingpelt," she greeted him.
"What are their names?" He asked.
"The white and gray kit is Willowkit and the dark red kit is Pinekit. Willowkit is a she kit while Pinekit is a Tom," she answered.
"They are so cute," he blushed knowing toms didn't usually say the word "cute" to describe something.
Silverfur laughed," it's okay. I know what you mean," she replied.
Wishingpelt dipped his head then headed out of the nursery. He padded over to Goldenfur," hey," he greeted her.
"Hey, I take it you just saw Silverfurs new kits?" She asked with a slight smile on her face.
"Yeah, they're...cool, for kits anyways," he said awkwardly.
Goldenfur laughed," I guess they are," she replied.
Suddenly a yowl came from Willowstar,"Streamfur is dead!" Shocked yowls rang around the camp, he continued," We will have vigil for her at moonhigh. But I say these words before Starclan, Wishingpelt will be the new Cloudclan deputy," he yowled.
Wishingpelt stood there with shocked eyes as the cats around him shouted his name and congratulated him. Suddenly someone, Darkshadow, nudged him towards the rock as the clan shouted his name.
Once Wishingpelt finally scrambled onto the high rock his pelt was glowing pride excitement and happiness. His eyes looked to Morningtail, who's eyes gleamed with pride, she was his mother after all.
But, despite all the pride, excitement, and happiness, one question burned in everyone's mind, what or who had killed Streamfur?