Ravenkit's Destiny

by xxdeletexx

His family despises him. His Clan hates him so much it hurts. Ravenkit's only friend is Bluestar, a StarClan cat. She gives him a mysterious prophecy. It promises him a home where he will be loved by his family and his Clan. But he faces dark betrayals as Bluestar seems to turn away from him, and his one true love becomes his enemy. How will Ravenkit cope with all that is going on?

14. Shock Beyond Repair

Chapter 13

"Knew what?" Ravenwing was quite confused.

"This isn't StarClan, it's the Dark Forest," Mapleshade replied.

"You lied to me!" spat Ravenwing.

"I never said anything about it being StarClan," Mapleshade meowed calmly. "And what difference does it make?"

"I don't know anymore..." muttered Ravenwing, turning his head away.

Mapleshade looked at him sternly.

"Listen to me, Ravenwing," she hissed as Ravenwing reluctantly turned his head back toward Mapleshade.

"Do you want to be leader or not?" she taunted, beginning to circle him.

"Yes... I guess..." murmured Ravenwing, shifting his paws uncomfortably.

"Will you allow me to make you leader?" Mapleshade coaxed.

"Yeah... sure..." Ravenwing mewed, unsure where this was going.

"Good." Mapleshade smiled brightly. "Good..."

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It turned out that the Tribe solved their own problems overnight, forcing Ravenwing and the others to head back home.

"That was so weird," meowed Frostfang, scuffing the hard earth with her paws.

"You said it," Lionclaw mewed, inching closer to her.

Ravenwing watched the two with intense interest.

Every now and then a sharp breeze would blow, and Frostfang would complain about the cold, pressing up against Lionclaw for warmth. When no breeze was blowing, Lionclaw would inch closer to her every second until their fur mingled. Then, they'd eventually separate. What was going on with them?

"Ravenwing! Frostfang! Whiskernose! Lionclaw!" called Stormfrost. "We're here!"

Once they entered the WindClan camp, the scent of fear overwhelmed them.

"What happened?" Frostfang countered as cats slowly began to creep out of their dens.

Kestrelflight solemnly padded up to them.

"Ashstar..." he mumbled.

Ravenwing's heart beat faster.

"Ashstar is dead."

Horror gripped Ravenwing's stomach like icy claws. So this was what Mapleshade meant when she said she'd make him leader! He should never have trusted her in the first place!

"Tonight, you receive your nine lives," Kestrelflight informed him. "I will go with you."

"Of... of course," meowed Ravenwing distractedly as grief replaced his shock and realization.

"And now you're supposed to appoint the new deputy," whispered Stormfrost.

"Oh, right," muttered Ravenwing, yowling to the Clan.

"I say this before Ashstar's body so that she may hear and approve my choice!" yowled Ravenwing. "Frostfang will be the new deputy of WindClan."

A shocked murmur rippled throughout the Clan.

"You can't!" Softbreeze called. "She hasn't had an apprentice yet!"

Frostfang flashed the she-cat a glare.

Kestrelflight's eyes widened as he looked at Softbreeze.

"What?" Softbreeze scoffed.

"You..." began Kestrelflight. "You're expecting kits!"

"That's great news!" Gingerfur squealed.

Grayflight looked rather jealous of his brother.

"I'm so proud of you," he muttered, his tone rich with sarcasm.

But Gingerfur didn't get the message.

"Thanks!" he huffed instead, quite proudly.

"Oh, you're welcome!" sneered Grayflight.

Gingerfur frowned as the message slowly came to him.

"Ugh!" hissed Softbreeze. "Kits! Why did it have to be kits?!"

"Wait," mewed Gingerfur, baffled. "You don't want to be a mother?"

Softbreeze faced her mate indignantly.

"That's right," she retorted. "I don't like kits."

Gingerfur narrowed his eyes, lashing his tail, turning away quickly.

"I can't believe you," he spat at her.

Ravenwing sighed.

"Anyway," he meowed firmly. "Since Frostfang hasn't had an apprentice yet, Gingerfur, who mentored Hawkfoot, will be the new deputy."

Ravenwing smiled as he caught Gingerfur with his jaws open in shock. Frostfang shot Ravenwing an icy glare.

Gorsetail sighed solemnly.

"That's just how Ashstar looked when she was chosen as deputy. Ashfoot then..." she sighed, turning her head away.

"Gingerfur! Gingerfur!" cheered the Clan.

Ravenwing sure was happy with his choice.

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"Push, Softbreeze, push!" Kestrelflight's meow echoed throughout camp.

Ravenstar sat outside his den as he watched Redfur dash into the nursery, a bundle of herbs clasped tightly in her jaws.

"Three she-kits and a tom!" called Redfur from the den.

Ravenstar entered the den, looking down at his foster sister's new kits, Gingerfur sitting proudly beside his mate.

"What are you going to name them?" Gingerfur asked.

Ravenstar was surprised to see affection in Softbreeze's eyes. It wasn't for Gingerfur- it was for her kits.

"This one," Softbreeze rested her tail on the light gray she-cat. "Is going to be named Mousekit."

Ashstorm, Hawkfoot, Mosscloud and Mistcloud peered inside the nursery, but their heads quickly retreated as Redfur shot them a glare.

"And the dark ginger she-kit..." Softbreeze murmured gently. "Firekit."

Firekit squirmed as Softbreeze's tongue rasped over her spine.

"You name the last two," Softbreeze whispered to Gingerfur.

"Um..." mumbled Gingerfur, shifting his paws. "The... the reddish tom-kit... Applekit."

He gazed down at the white she-kit tainted with black flecks.

"And the white she-kit," he meowed. "Snowkit."

Ravenstar murmured, "Congratulations," to the happy couple, and he, Redfur and Kestrelflight padded out of the den.

"You!" Squirrelstar and a band of ThunderClan warriors raced down the slope and into the WindClan camp. "You've been stealing prey from ThunderClan, WindClan!"

"You are wrong!" Ravenstar announced boldly. "We have avoided your territory."

"It is you that is wrong!" yowled Lionblaze, the deputy. "And now, we have come to attack!"

Suddenly, RiverClan bolted into the WindClan camp, standing tall beside ThunderClan.

"You have been stealing prey from RiverClan as well!" Mistystar challenged.

"That's outrageous!" hissed Gingerfur, the deputy of WindClan as he padded out of the nursery.

"ThunderClan, RiverClan, attack!" yowled Lionblaze as the two Clans charged into the WindClan camp.

"Quick, Stormfrost!" Ravenwing meowed quickly. "Get ShadowClan to help us!"

Stormfrost nodded briskly, slipping away into ShadowClan territory.

The next chapter will be put in Stormfrost's POV! Yay! Hope you enjoyed!