Chapter 1

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 "Oh boy! I can't wait!"

 Goldenkit was bouncing around in the nursery, excited for her apprentice ceremony. "Goldenkit, I know you are excited, but, you need to calm down," Said Talonshine, Goldenkit's mother.

 Goldenkit shrieked when she heard the following words: "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather around the Goldrock!" Once she reached the clearing, she immediately sat down, followed by her littermates Silverkit and Bronzekit.

 Yellowstar gazed down at the three kits. "These three kits are ready to become apprentices." She first gazed down at Silverkit. "Silverkit, you shall become Silverpaw, and your mentor shall be Dovetalon." Then she looked down at Bronzekit. "Bronzekit, you shall become Bronzepaw, and your mentor shall be I, Yellowstar." Goldenkit quietly shrieked in joy as Yellowstar gazed down upon her. "Goldenkit, you shall become Goldenpaw, and your mentor shall be....



















*Epic music as we are waiting for the cliffhanger*


















 Hawksong!"

 Goldenpaw shrieked in joy and excitement as she looked at her mentor.

 "This meeting is dismissed," Yellowstar simply said as she padded down the Goldrock.

 "Here, follow me," Said Hawksong, a golden tabby.

 Goldenpaw followed him to the hunting grounds. "Here is where you will hunt," Hawksong said. Goldenpaw could smell rabbit, thrush, mouse, and vole. "Today you shall hunt," Hawksong continued.

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 At the end of the session, Goldenpaw had caught two rabbits, on mouse, and three voles. She would carry the fresh kill to the pile and go to the apprentices den to chat with her littermates. That was when she heard something.

 "Did you hear about the prophecy?" Silverpaw asked Bronzepaw.

 Goldenpaw froze in shock. There was a prophecy?

 "Yeah," Bronzepaw said. "I think it was about the gray stream will lower as the golden leaves fall? Or something like that."

 Gray stream? Golden leaves? What did that mean?

 Goldenpaw padded to the apprentices den and went to sleep, dreaming about the gray stream and golden leaves.

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