Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Frostpool · WindClan Warrior

Frostpaw's fan-fic

Frostpool · WindClan Warrior

                                                 Chapter 2

     "Wake up."There was a short pause, then the voice growled."Wake up."
     Someone was nudging her in the back. She started to sleepily blink her eyes open and turned around to see Mossmouth was the one nudging her. The voice was Batstone.
     "Come on. I don't have all moon to wait for you. Time to go and get your punishment."Batstone growled.
     "Ok." Lunarkit stuttered.
     She shakely stood up. Not sure what was going to happen. Batstone led her to a small alcove that was dug into a rock wall. Batstone nodded for her to stay outside and, then started to walk into the pitch black cave. Several moments later, she saw a dark figure approaching from the shadows of the cave.
     "You may enter."
     Slowly she entered the cave, tail between her legs and not looking up from the ground. Then out of nowhere cold shot down here spine like lightning. There was an evil feeling coming from the cave, something was not right. But she couldn't pin point it. So she just shrugged it of. Finally she saw light. Well it was really lite. It was more like a hole in the ceiling, that had been covered in bramble. But standing in the light was one of the worst things she could have asked for. It was not only Winterstar, but also Icemoon.
       "Batstone, you may leave."Winterstone commanded.
       Lunarkit couldn't help, but gulp in fear.
       "Lunarkit."He said sharply."You left the camp before you were six moons old and at night. What led you to do this?"
       "I don't know. I was in the nursery and the next thing I knew i was catching a mouse."
       "Really. Well that still doesn't change your punishment" Icemoon said.
       "I know. And i really am sorry."
       "We know, but your punishment will be that you will have to care for the elders from this point forward until i say you can stop." Winterstar demanded.
        "You may leave."
        As Lunarkitleft the cave, she gave a sigh of relief. Instead of going to the nursery she veered of to the right towards the elders den. When she entered the den she heard whispering, but as soon as she was in sight they stopped.
         "First you check for ticks." Wingtail whispered.
         "Thanks. Do any of you have ticks."
         "No. Not today."
         "Ok then." Lunarkit turned around and left the den to get the moss.
         After she was done with the moss Lunarkit went and got a sparrow from the fresh kill pile. She gulped it down, not having the energy to eat it slowly. Then she crawled into her bed in the nursery. And fell asleep.

         Lunarkit stood up, but she wasn't in the nursery anymore. Actually. She had no clue where she was.
         "Lunarkit."
         "Who said that?"
         "It is I, Crookedwing. You do not know me. For I am one of your warrior ancestors and i have a message for you. Your clan is not safe. A new prophecy is on it's way. When Everyone loses hope. The smallest of the small will lead the way."
         "What does that mean?"
         But it was already too late. He was gone.


-- Edited by Frostpaw at 05:42, 2007-11-12

Moonstar · RiverClan Leader

KEWLIO! ^___^
I like it Frostpaw! :D

Frostpool · WindClan Warrior

Thanks

Karma · Loner

I like it to great job!

Frostpool · WindClan Warrior

coolie. Everyone is so supportive

Rainpelt · ThunderClan Warrior

ohh I love it!! cant waait for teh next chapter!

Frostpool · WindClan Warrior

                                                                            Chapter 3

     Lunarkit woke with a jolt. The sun was still barely over the horizon, the sky splashed with pinks and purples. Nobody was awake yet, except for the patrol about to go out and hunt. Lunarkit rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but she was still in shock from the dream. She had to go and talk to Juniperwing about it. Lunarkit stood up and sleepily walked out of the nursery. She started to head towards the medicine den. When nearing it, Lunarkit could smell the heavy stench of yarrow.
     Lunarkit wasn't even 2 tail-lengths away from the den when she heard a soft, sweet voice."Come in."
     She slowly padded in, her pawsteps echoeing. For the medicine den was a lot like the Winterstars den, except with more light.
      Juniperwing turned around."Oh. What do you need Lunarkit?"
      "I need to talk to you about a dream i had last night."
      "Ok. Why don't you come and sit down." Juniperwing led her to a small alcove in the cave where some moss was placed. After sitting down she said."So why don't you tell me about this dream you had."
      "Well. I was somewhere i have never seen before and i met this strange cat named Crookedwing and he said that the clan was in grave danger. He said that when everyone loses hope. The smallest of the small will lead the way."
       There was a short pause.
       "I do not know what that means. But i will talk it over with Winterstar. Then i will tell you what i know."
       "Ok."Lunarkit stood up and started to walk out of the cave.
       Instead of going to the nursery, Lunarkit decided to get some fresh kill. This time she ate it slowly, still thinking about the dream. As Lunarkit was finishing her vole she saw the patrol returning with scarcely any food.This was already a terrible leaf-bare They had lost three kits and an elder to whitecough. But now there was scarcely any prey. What were they going to do if they lost a warrior?

       The day went on. Lunarkit tended to the elders amd did nothing else. She seemed to be the only one who noticed the sky was getting darker. But not from the night, but from the clouds. As Lunarkit grabbed a wood pecker from the fresk kill pile a snowflake fell. But no one payed any attentiont to the snow. It was normal and good for the land. Lunarkit had gulped down half of the prey she had taken when, the next thing she knew was that all she could see was white. The snow was coming down to fast for Lunarkit to get inside a den. She was now up to her chest in snow. Everyone around her was scrambling to get inside. She tried to squeal for help, but she was already to cold to make a sound. Slowly everything started to turn black, except she heard a soft sweet voice soothing her to stay awake. Then nothing.


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-- Edited by Frostpaw at 00:33, 2007-11-13

Stormfur · ThunderClan Warrior

Nice job! :D

Frostpool · WindClan Warrior

Thank you very much
*smiles a great big glowing smile*