A great storm is coming to the clans. Nobody can stop it. It will change their future. Follow along with the story of these four cats, Pinekit, Tinyslip, Honeypaw, & Ryepaw. Each one has a different path that they follow.
Story is written by me.
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Ryefeather was walking into camp after gathering a few herbs. All the rain had made all the herbs soaking wet. Now Ryefeather and Blackstep couldn't dry them off in the sun.
As Ryefeather padded into the den, it was empty. He didn't remember Blackstep saying he had anything to do. Maybe something came up while I was gone, Ryefeather thought. He placed the herbs down near the den entrance just in case the sun would appear out through the clouds.
"Hi, Ryefeather." He turned his head to the new voice in the den. A purr rumbled in his throat when he saw Wolfshine standing there. "How's the day been?"
"With nobody really going out because of the rain, it has been quite a simple day," he replied.
"Is Blackstep here?" He shook his head. She leaned forward and quickly licked his cheek.
"You're becoming quite the rebel. Anybody outside of the den could have seen that."
"I'll just say that you had something on it."
They sat and chatted with one another before Wolfshine was called to go out on patrol. Not long after she left, Ryefeather became worried about the old black medicine cat. He hasn't come back ever since he disappeared.
Ryefeather padded out and looked around the camp. Off to the side, Mossypaw was there with his mentor, Crowglade, getting ready for his final assignment.
On the other side, Rabbitstorm sat with Dewspring as their three kits played around in front of them. They have turned six moons now and were to become apprentices. Ryefeather could see how happy the tom was with his new family. He looked away as his fur rose in anger. He has never cared about you and never will. I'll also show that I feel nothing for him as well.
Now that half the day has passed, Ryefeather thought it was a good time to search for the missing medicine cat.
As soon as he stood up, Cheetahstar's call rang through the camp. Ryefeather sighed and went to watch the ceremony, not that he cared about the new apprentices.
Ryefeather didn't pay much attention. His thoughts were focused on Blackstep. The calls of the clan cheering their names broke him out of his thoughts.
"Shinepaw! Badgerpaw! Wildpaw!"
Along with the apprentice ceremony, there was Mossypaw's warrior ceremony where he received his warrior name, Mossyleaf. He stood proud and tall during the whole ceremony.
Once it was over, Ryefeather went over to Cheetahstar. He was just coming down from the ledge he stood on when he had clan meetings.
"Cheetahstar, I need to talk to you," he told him urgently.
"What is it?"
"Blackstep has been gone for a long time now. He disappeared while I was out gathering a few herbs. He hasn't been back since. He doesn't do that especially now when he is so old and feeble."
