Mistleheart's Clan II: Whatever It Takes

by Cloudy Dreamcatcher

The sequel to Mistleheart's Clan. Nightstar had banished many cats due to their looks. They have managed to form a Clan, but many things aren't right. Emberdawn is as mysterious as can be, and the strange Starstone lies just out of reach. Can StreamClan survive?

3. Deep Water

I'm super sorry for the late update! I've been really busy and haven't been able to find time to work on this. Here's the next (sorry it's short!) chapter.

Later that day, Ravenfoot climbed up onto the pebbles and announced the patrols. "Mistleheart, take Treebranch, Feathersong, Rowanpaw, and Dawnspots on dawn patrol," he ordered. Mistleheart dipped her head and led her patrol to get a bite to eat. She choked down a pigeon, and when the other four were done, they set out to patrol the quarter of the lake where they had made camp.

They trudged through the dry leaves that frosted the leaf-fall ground. A squirrel darted across their path, and Rowanpaw slipped after it. "Hey, Rowanpaw!" Feathersong protested. "Come back to the patrol!"

"I'll get her." Mistleheart said.

Hundreds of leaves flew into her face, and she could spot Rowanpaw doing it. The little apprentice was bounding after the squirrel steadily. Rowanpaw chased it onto a pebbly shore dotted with jagged rocks. She scrambled up a tall one, and snagged the squirrel's tail with her claw. The squirrel wriggled free and knocked Rowanpaw off balance. She tottered for a heartbeat, then plunged into the depths of the lake and didn't come back.