She couldn't shake off the excitement of what just happened a day ago. Meeting Flamestrike and Birdpaw made her realize just how important the prophecy was. They needed to stand together and fight off the chaos that was threatening the Clans. She suspected Icestar had something to do with that chaos, but she wasn't sure who else could be involved. Sprucepaw slowly made her way towards RiverClan territory. She was trying to figure out how to best explain the situation to Reedriver when she found him again. He might not believe her unless she had proof, or maybe Minnowstar would send him off anyways because that was his responsibility.Taking a deep breath, Sprucepaw padded through the bed of reeds and stopped for just a moment. RiverClan was definitely here. She recognized their fishy scent in a heartbeat. Sprucepaw looked around warily as she dropped to a crouch. If they saw her as a threat, she knew she wouldn't stand much of a chance. The Clans were full of tension at the moment, es
Reedriver wasn't sure what to make of what had happened over the last couple of days. First he encountered some random cat that had turned his life upside down. Now he was about to embark on a journey to the mountains for a Clan that wasn't his own. His mind was still reeling with shock as he imagined what poor Birdpaw must be going through. The fact that she had survived at all should have made him feel suspicious over whether or not she was telling the truth.Her voice sounded different when she spoke to us all, he thought warily. Will my voice sound different if... River speaks through me? A shiver ran through him at the thought. The last thing he wanted was to lose himself. Minnowstar had said that he was River, the cat mentioned in the prophecy. An ancient leader who founded the Clans together with five others. It made Reedriver realize just how small the world really was.With a sigh of frustration, Reedriver slipped out of his nest and decided to think for a while. With everyth
A stench filled Birdpaw's lungs as the small group reached what she guessed were the outskirts of Twolegplace. Already she could make out small nests and Thunderpaths surrounding the area. Her pelt bristled with unease as she tried figuring a way out of this mess. Last time she managed to avoid going through Twolegplace at all. But Sky had told her this was the fastest way to reach the mountains with large groups of cats.She knew that every cat in the group was questioning why she had taken them here. They didn't trust her. She didn't blame them.I'm in over my head if I think they'll follow me blindly, she thought sadly."So, what is your Clan like?" Birdpaw looked at Spruceleaf in surprise as the wiry she-cat stepped beside her. They had just crossed a Thunderpath, this one smaller than the one Birdpaw had first crossed on her way to the lake. Now they were traveling along the skirts of rough looking grass and the edge of Twoleg nests."Well, we love climbing trees," Birdpaw explai
A new sense of determination had dawned on the traveling cats. Flamestrike was eager to see what SkyClan was like. He was even more eager to find out what the Tribe of Rushing Water was like. From what Birdpaw had described them, they had changed over the last few seasons. They were once a peaceful group of cats who had helped the Clans during their journey to the lake. But somewhere along the lines, they had changed. Whatever their reasons for attacking SkyClan, Flamestrike knew that they couldn't tolerate their actions.They had finally left the confinement of Twolegplace. Now they were at the grassy base of the mountains, where Birdpaw and Spruceleaf were busy chatting like they were old friends. Flamestrike wasn't surprised to find them getting along so well. Spruceleaf seemed to get along with just about everyone, and could easily relate to the situation Birdpaw was in."I'm just hoping that everyone made it out okay," Birdpaw sighed when he caught up with them. "I wish there was
She had to work harder than any other apprentice in order to gain her leader's approval. Longkit, Bramblekit, Marshkit and Newtkit had finally become apprentices. Because there was a shortage of warriors, Russetstar had made Snowstorm a mentor at a very young age. She was mentoring Marshpaw, a young apprentice with what felt like boundless energy. Talonclaw mentored his own son, Bramblepaw. Sleetstorm and Nightclaw got Longpaw and Newtpaw as apprentices.Now the apprentice's den was getting cramped, and Smokepaw was forced to sleep outside once again due to her lack of ShadowClan blood. She was furious that she couldn't just rip their fur off and take her place as top apprentice. But that would only make the Clan suspicious of her actions. Whatever happened, Smokepaw knew that her life was completely changed after joining ShadowClan.Her fur now longer had any of it's kit-fluff. Her green eyes were sharp as ever, constantly scanning the forest for signs of danger. Lean muscles showed
"Hey, Stormshadow, what do you know about the Tribe of Rushing Waters?" Spruceleaf asked as the group carried on through the mountains. She knew that the elders used to tell stories about the Tribe, but, she never heard them herself. WindClan didn't have much to offer in terms of telling stories, especially since Icestar was going mad with power."I'm not sure," Stormshadow meowed, looking at her in confusion. "I remember one of our elders used to mention that they had a leader known as Teller of Pointed Stones... or something like that. And they all have weird names like that.""They were never aggressive before," Oakfire put in as he joined them. Spruceleaf glanced at Flamestrike and Reedriver, noticing how the two toms seemed concerned about their path ahead than anything else. "Which leads me to wondering why they attacked an entire Clan without reason."Spruceleaf flinched as she caught Birdpaw's expression. She knew that SkyClan had suffered a brutal blow when the Tribe attacked
The makeshift den Flamestrike had found for their group wasn't nearly as comfortable as the bed of reeds that Reedriver normally slept in. He kept turning around in his sleep, hoping to find a more comfortable position to sleep in. It didn't help matters that he was surrounded by cats from different Clans. Their mingled scents burned his lungs as he tried to breath. He wondered how Acorntail or Blizzardwind could stand it. Both cats didn't seem to mind sharing nests with Oakfire, Stormshadow or Flamestrike.Reedriver's whiskers twitched at the thought of the ThunderClan cats. All they ever seemed to do was boss everyone around like they knew what they were doing. He knew better. Oakfire had seniority over the rest of the group, aside from Blizzardwind. Surprisingly, she was the eldest of the group, having been RiverClan's medicine cat for moons. Reedriver was actually thankful that Minnowstar had agreed to letting the medicine cat go with them.Imagine if we had gone out here without
It felt as if they'd been traveling for days along the mountain's slopes. Birdpaw was beginning to understand the meaning of patience when she noticed how often the ThunderClan and RiverClan cats argued. Of all the cats who seemed to enjoy picking a fight, it was Oakfire and Acorntail. Birdpaw realized with a start that the two were probably clashing personalities, and Clan pride. She was more than annoyed with their bickering, and almost wished that they would both stuff a tail in their mouths for a change.Blizzardwind was the only one with enough sense to stay out of these arguments. Birdpaw suspected she was also annoyed with them, but, Blizzardwind didn't dare speak out against them. She kept glancing at the RiverClan medicine cat warily."I know what you're thinking," the silvery white she-cat murmured, looking at Birdpaw warily. She froze on the spot, staring at Blizzardwind in alarm, "Why am I not taking sides?" Birdpaw only tilted her head to one side, flicking her tail as sh