Warriors - The Bitter Truth {FanFic}

Epilogue

HawkPaw felt a small push, as he opened his eyes. BatPaw looked at HawkPaw. "HoneyWhisp just died from green cough, wouldn't you want to mourn?" BatPaw meowed. HawkPaw stood up, he was way larger than the small black Tom. "Of course. I'll also help bury her." HawkPaw responded, walking towards the center of camp, where his dead adoptive mother layed. The warm summer sun soon turned to dark clouds. As HawkPaw sat infront of HoneyWhisp. DovePaw soon walked over, her white pelt gleaming. "BeeSting wants to see you.." whispered the young medicine apprentice. "Alright, I'm coming." HawkPaw replied, getting up. As the Tom entered the den, he noticed the obvious scar, and the beautiful face of BeeSting. "What's up?" HawkPaw asked. MossStar was beside BeeSting. "I have gotten a prophecy around you where born. It might have a connection with you. "What?" HawkPaw asked, visibly confused. "Let me just tell you the prophecy." BeeSting meowed. "A cat with Hawk agility and speed will save RiverClan's spirit. As if he was a born to be leader." BeeSting meowed. HawkPaw stared. "This could be related to me? Its just my name that resembles the prophecy." HawkPaw meowed. MossStar and BeeSting looked at each other. "Fair enough, but it might just be." BeeSting meowed. HawkPaw left the den, heading back into the apprentice den, he didn't have a feeling to join the patrol to bury HoneyWhisp. Am I really a prophecy cat? I couldn't be, my father was a murderer who murdered my own mother. Impossible.