Mosstail13

“Flamepool?” Flamepool didn’t open her eyes. She didn’t want to acknowledge the voice. She just wanted to shut it all out and let life pass on without her. “Flamepool, I know you’re awake!” Fox-dung, she thought, although she still didn’t open her eyes. The rich scent of mouse drifted into her nose, and her stomach rumbled audibly. “If you’re not going to go on a walk with me, then at least eat,” the voice ordered. Flamepool still didn’t move. Maybe they’d go away. “Flamepool! For StarClan’s sake, eat! Before I force it down your throat.” “I

Moonstar: mate is Dayflight; kits are Snowdawn and Flamepool Scorchfur: mate is Kindheart; kits are Lilacslash and Sootlife Sparrowfeather: sister is Morningfur Mallowpaw: parents are Coldheart and Flamedsparks; brother is Marshfur Blackpelt: mate is Shimmermist; kits are Heatherpool and Ashclaw Dayflight: mate is Moonstar; kits are Snowdawn and Flamepool Branchflight: mate will be Blossomflower Blossomflower: mate will be Branchflight Lilyfur: parents are Scorchfur and Kindheart (first litter) Sunheart: mate will be Fleetwind Fleetwind: mate will be Sunheart Shimmermist: mate is Blackpelt; kits are Heatherpool and Ashclaw Heatherpool: parent

Flamepool sat in the center of the camp, staring up at the sky. It was clear for once, no gray and ominous clouds to make her feel any worse than she already did. The sun rested on top of the trees, dipping downward, plunging the clearing into shadows. “I’m sure they’re fine, Flamepool.” Hawkpaw sat next to her, pressed up against her, fur fluffed up to block out the cold. She really didn’t mind being so close to him. They had grown closer, closer than she had ever felt to any cat other than those in her family. She welcomed the warmth and friendship he provided her, especially during such a troubling time. ̶

"Snowdawn! Snowdawn, wake up." The smell of fresh mouse greeted Snowdawn. She shuffled in her makeshift nest, groaned, and then opened her eyes. A mouse lay right in front of her nose, Sootlife standing over it, casting a shadow over her. "Eat!" he exclaimed excitedly. "I found you a mouse!" Snowdawn picked up her head and looked around sleepily. She was the last one to wake up. The others must be out hunting, she thought. As Snowdawn looked around, she took in her surroundings, of which she had not been able to get a good enough look at last night. The entire twolegplace was nestled down next to the mountains with forest on three sides, the

Flamepool watched as the patrol left the camp, her sister at the back with Sootlife. She sighed, closing her eyes. Please bring them all back safely! she prayed to StarClan. Flamepool opened her green eyes and look up at the cloudy sky. The sun was not visible, the clouds blocking it out. Flamepool guessed it was still around mid-morning. She didn't have to patrol until sun-high. One day, she thought, I will be a mentor and go into the forest not just for patrols! But there was one flaw. Robinwing, Thrushpelt and Cinderblossom were older than Flamepool, and they had not yet received an apprentice. Of course, Cinderblossom was pregnant and wou

Snowdawn padded along through the forest, her paws sinking into the first snow of leaf-bare. The snow rose half way up her legs and froze her to the bone. A freezing wind rattled through the now bare trees that rose up like bones clawing at the sky, which was a thick mass of gray clouds. Snowdawn's stomach let out a rumbling growl. With leaf-bare comes a shortage of food, and this leaf-bare was a particularly harsh one. She glanced around at the other patrol members. Blackpelt walked at the head, his ears flat against his head. Branchflight and Lilyfur followed, Branchflight stumbling and Lilyfur with a hard, determined look about her face. S

"Blackpelt, I need you to take a patrol around the river border," Scorchfur announced as the cats settled down around him. "Take Flamedsparks, Branchflight and Flamepool." Flamepool, who had been washing, pricked her ears and sat up as she heard her name. Blackpelt nodded and moved away, the other cats Scorchfur had called following him. Flamepool stood and followed him, too. She glanced back at the cats, spotting Snowdawn among them. She let out a purr, pride filling her, as she remembered Snowdawn defeating the badger on her own about a moon ago. The clan had certainly been shocked, and the kits liked her to tell the story. They exited camp

Snowdawn yawned and stretched, the blackness of the warriors den closing in around her. She sat up in her nest and glanced around the den. Light filtered through the entrance, falling on the sleeping bodies of Lilacslash and Robinwing. Lilacslash's head was rested on the orange tom's back. Snowdawn shivered. Lilacslash had been pregnant for a moon. Snowdawn couldn't imagine a bunch of little Lilacslash copies running around camp. Would they be evil like her? Would they grow up, wanting to murder innocent cats because "mother" told them it was okay? Snowdawn remembered when Lilacslash had announced her pregnancy to the whole clan a few days af

LEADER                   ICESTAR – unique opal and rainbow-colored she-cat; pale blue eyes.    APPRENTICE, CONEPAW DEPUTY                    SMOKETAIL - long-furred white tom with a gray    tail and green eyes.    APPRENTICE, OWLPAW MEDICINE CAT            IVYEYE – small tabby she-cat with green eyes APPRENTICE, DAYPAW - muscular black tom with yellow eyes WARRIORS   (toms, and she-cats without kits

The grass swayed and moved as the breeze blew through the forest. The trees swished and rustled. Flamepool slid forward, her bright green eyes staring straight ahead. Her ears were swerving each and every way, listening to the sounds of the forest. Flamepool heard the rustle of prey, and turned to see a mouse scuttling through the roots of an old gnarled oak tree. She crouched, sliding forward, her paws making no sound on the ground. "Flamepool!" a voice boomed by her ear. The mouse, startled, turned and ran away. Flamepool's eyes opened and darkness surrounded her. At first, she panicked, wondering if her vision had somehow left her, until s