yoyoyo! so i'll finish up the allegiances next chapter, and submitting will be close from then on! sorry if you don't get a chance to send them in, but when this story is over, the sequel will be open for submitting too!
and ihatespottedleaf i'm super sorry about that, i think what happened is i had already thought of the leader, and accepted him as it! i can A) make him Moonclan/Sunclan's leader in the sequel or B) have him be a senior warrior, just tell me which you'd prefer
"War?" I gasp.
"Yeah, they said they're gonna take any territory they want, and if we try to stop them, they'll kill us." He says. He's eerily calm.
"That's not war! That's just them being greedy!"
He shrugs, and shifts his paws.
"They threatened to kill us. That sounds like a war to me." He states.
"Nightpaw, you don't... want a war... do you?" I question lightly. He scoffs.
"Course not. Why would I?" He says, laughing easily.
"Yeah, okay. I don't know why I thought of that." I murmur, but I don't think he hears me because Tunnelstar, Mistyeel, and Thrushpaw crowd us.
"Where have you been!" Mistyeel squeaks.
"I uh, got lost?" I say unsteadily. Thrushpaw shakes his head, and Mistyeel ushers me into her den, probably to make sure that I'm okay. She tells me to eat the mouse that was in her den. I do, and she tells me to sleep in here tonight. I agree, though I don't want to, but know she knows what she's doing. It's not sunset yet though, so I plan to see Snakesong, to see if I can do anything.
I try to find him, but can't, and upon asking Mosspaw, who's checking the elders for ticks, find out he's out hunting. I decide to help her, and do that until the sun sets.
When the sun does set, I go say goodnight to Nightpaw, and head to Mistyeel's cave. I'm about to call out a goodnight to her too, but then I hear her speaking.
"Oh Starclan. Please tell me what to do. I know what Moonclan is doing, but I can't stop them, I'm no warrior. Tunnelstar won't listen to me, he thinks I'm mad. Please, just tell me who will help me. Please Starclan, please." She speaks as if to herself, but she's calling out to our ancestors. I feel sorry for her, she sounds so lost.
I can't quite hear it, but there's a murmuring in my ears. Soft whispers, and I can't quite pick out what they're saying. Then, I pick out a voice. Jayfeather's, I recognize. But I don't hear what he's saying, just his voice. And I don't know how, but I know what he wants me to do. What Starclan wants me to do.
"Mistyeel?" I call out. She jumps and her eyes are wide.
"Oh, Hazelpaw! I didn't hear you come in! I was just... uh..." She trails off, her eyes frightened.
"I heard what you said, Mistyeel. And I think Starclan meant for me to hear. Mistyeel, I have a prophecy, given to me by one of my ancestors." I say, trying to keep my voice level as I worry inside.
What if she doesn't believe me? What if she calls me a liar? What if this isn't really what Starclan wants?
"Oh Hazelpaw! Starclan, they told me about you, told me about how you and your brother would be brought to the clan." She spurts, her eyes relieved.
"They did?" I gasp, my head spinning.
"Yes. They told me, 'When the full moon has just died, two ravens will be thrust into the sun, tendrils will raise them, and when the dark has taken over they will separate and one will lose all its feathers.' I don't know about the rest, but you were brought to us just after the full moon, hence the thrust into the sun, like Sunclan, and I knew that Ivyfeather had to raise you, because ivy has tendrils. Oh, and Hazelpaw, I don't think anyone else should know about this. Now, what was your prophecy?"
"A cat named Jayfeather gave it to me, just after I was apprenticed. He said 'The already divided cat will have to defeat an evil night to save the things they hold dearest, and the only way to defeat the night, is to bring back the hope.' I don't really know what any of that means." I say the prophecy carefully, thinking hard, trying t recite it perfectly. Yeah, it sounds right.
She stares, looking at the dirt wall as if there's an invisible enemy, she's thinking hard. It's a while before she turns to me.
"I can't think of anything. I'm sorry, but I do believe that Starclan wants me to help you. Get some rest now, Hazelpaw. You can probably go back to training tomorrow." She says softly, and when I get into a nest out in the open shelved part of the cave, I can't sleep for she's mumbling and shifting around for a long time. I finally manage to sleep, but somehow, her shuffling finds its way into my sleep, as I dream about mice burrowing and sifting through leaves in their mouse-holes.
A/N so that's it for chappie 9
the next chapter is a looong one, so don't forget to fave/follow/review to keep my spirits up!
wow, and almost 600 views! thank you all who have read from the beginning! i know it's going slow, but it's always so hard for me to start, so i'm shocked i got this far in a month!
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~Kat