The Secrets of WillowClan: A Warrior Cats Choose your own adventure

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"I can do this, Brumestar," you mew. "I'd sacrifice anything to save our clan."

Brumestar sighs. "I hope that is true, it is easier said than done to give up romance. Meet the other kits by the Withered Trunk. I will announce a clan meeting soon, and the next phase of your life will begin." A shudder passes through your body, although you can't tell if it's from excitement or nervousness.

Brindleclaw rubs her head against your pelt. "Brindleclaw is sad you vill have no kits, but happy look on little kit's face is worth it. Knowing you vill be safe at camp makes goodbye easier, but still not easy." You feel your pelt grow a little wet where she was rubbing against it.

"Does it have to be goodbye?" you ask, meeting her eyes.

Brindleclaw shakes her head slowly. "Yes and no, little kit. Now is time for you to be your own cat, but Brindleclaw vill always love you. Always."

You open your mouth to say more, but Ravenkit cuts you off. "Come on!" she hisses. "The Gathering's just about to start! Move over here, you fuzz brain!"

Reluctantly, you obey as you notice the rest of the kits clustered around the Withered Trunk at the center of camp. Violetkit and Sparrowkit seem too engrossed in their own worries to take notice of you, but Ravenkit gives you a smug smile. "I bet you'll never guess who my mentor is going to be," she brags.

"I bet you'll never guess mine," you say, thinking about your decision to be a medicine cat. "How about Weaselheart?" You gesture at the smallest warrior in the clan. He sat next to Eaglepaw, his fur matted, and his tail thin and mangy. Eaglepaw sits sullenly beside him, already taller and broader than the older tom.

Ravenkit waves her paw dismissively. "Don't be mousebrained, he's already Eaglepaw's mentor," she scoffs. Her smile widens as Brumestar climbs the Withered Trunk. "You'll see."

Before you can say anything else, you here Brumestar clearing her throat. "All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Withered Trunk for a clan meeting." Cats who were not already waiting slink out of every den at the leader's words.

Cherrybloom, the medicine cat, sat moved to sit near Brumestar and glances at you, her soft golden eyes filled with compassion. You admire your future mentor's soft calico coat. Deputy Darkmask slinks up to sit beside Cherrybloom on the lower part of the Withered Trunk. His piercing green eyes narrow as he surveys the apprentices, lingering particularly on Ravenkit and you.

"We are here to welcome four new kits as apprentices of WillowClan," announces Brumestar. "Violetkit, Sparrowkit, Ravenkit, and Y/Nkit have all reached the age of six moons when their apprenticeship must begin. Sparrowkit, step forward."

As Sparrowkit steps forward, a white butterfly lands on a nearby crocus. You start to ignore it when you notice a strange pattern on the butterfly's back. The butterfly seems to draw you in,and a slight ringing feels your ears. Could this be a sign from StarClan? Your eyes flick back between Brumestar and the butterfly. The other ceremonies could take a while...

1.You're not even a medicine cat apprentice. StarClan wouldn't want to send you a sign, and besides you don't want to miss your friends' ceremonies. Go to Page 49.

2.If there's even a chance StarClan is speaking to you, it's your job as a medicine cat to find out, even if you're not really one yet. Go to Page 50. 

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