Softpaw snuck through camp again and back into her nest. She had made sure to rub against some scent markers to hide Creekspirit's and Willowheart's scent. She snuggled back up in her nest when a cat next to her stirred.
"Again?" Oakpaw asked, "you really thought I wouldn't notice you sneaking off?"
Softpaw flicked her ear ignoring him and drifted off to sleep. When she woke up she went to Flamestar to tell her Owlstar was leader now, however she lied saying a StarClan cat told her.
"This is outrageous!" Flamestar growled. "How could this happen?" She asked.
"Gentlestar was always a mouse brain Flamestar, a soft mouse brain. Of course he made him deputy before he died." Oakwish growled.
Softpaw shifted her paws with guilt as will as unease. She didn't like lying, but she couldn't tell the truth. She wondered if the battle would still happen tomorrow.
"Softpaw! Come on we're going out hunting." Bluefeather called Mistyheart and Sandbush by her side, a hunting patrol. Softpaw got to her paws dipped her head to her leader before heading towards her mentor.
Softpaw had a lot on her mind during the patrol, the upcoming battle, Creekspirit, BlossomClan and Owlfang leading FireClan now. They just defended Reedstar's evil and now this? She sometimes wonders what really happened to Reedstar, was he swallowed by the darkness? Or did he find his way to the stars?
Softpaw heard a crunching of leaves and her ears perked at the sound, she went into a hunter's crouch and slowly and quietly approached the noise only to lift her head in confusion. It was a bird, a big bird! It had a red thing hanging down from its beck and a red thing on its head, it was white and made a bak noise.
"A chicken? I've only seen two in all my moons," Bluefeather muttered. "stupid two legs sometimes leave chickens or even snakes and rats and mice around here." She flicked her tail to Softpaw and whispered into her ear, "okay Softpaw, go for it's neck."
Softpaw felt the pressure on her as she approached the chicken closer, it seemed unaware she was there as it pecked at the ground. Softpaw gave a little shake before pouncing killing it with one swift bite to the neck. "Wow! It's so big!" Softpaw meowed seeing it closer.
"Well done Softpaw! They'll feed the whole Clan!" Mistyheart called out too her.
"Yes good job, I'm very proud of you Softpaw, tomorrow will be your final assessment before becoming a warrior. How well you do in battle." Bluefeather meowed to her apprentice before she went to pick up the chicken. On the way back they picked up the three mice, and quail they caught. The Clan was amazed and commented on Softpaw's hunting to catch the chicken.
"Did it peck you?" Stormkit asked.
"Can I have some of the feathers please!" Snowkit chimed in.
"I call dips on the mice." Oakpaw meowed before getting cuffed on the head by Sandbush, "this prey is for all the cats to share Oakpaw."
"I don't know, it all looks good!" Cloverpaw meowed.
Flamestar watched from afar on the green rock or moss rock, seeming uninterested in food. Softpaw noticed this and went to the elders den to ask the elders which prey they wanted. Luckily the patrol send right after them, Stormcall, Sleekstorm, Moonpaw and Cloverpaw all came back with something else, and a thrush was Ravensights favorite, otherwise Softpaw would be cuffed upside the head.
After the Clan ate their fill, Softpaw noticed the quail remained. She picked it up in her mouth and carried it up to the leaders den, she peaked in to see Flamestar sleeping in her nest, so she left it right outside the den so she could easily get to it. Before heading down to share tongues with Bluefeather and Moonpaw and heading to her next.
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Warriors: Prophecy From StarClan, The Owl's Kit.
FanfictionSoftKit, her brother OakKit and her sisters CloverKit and MoonKit. Are soon to be FeatherClan apprentices under the watchful eye of their Clan leader FlameStar and their mother and father SpotFur and OakWish. But as SoftKit learns that she's gifted...