Rain dripped down the sides of the elder's den, in which Smallkit was staying, as his parents went to the gathering. He was inside with Hailheart, the snow white tom, and the retired deputy. "Tell me a story!" Smallkit squeaked, and a raindrop dripped from the ceiling of the den, causing him to flinch. "Well," the old cat rasped. "What do you want me to tell you about?"
"Hm. . ." Smallkit thought, thinking hard. Hailheart chuckled softly. "What about. . . ah, yes. What about Featherstar?"
"Who's that?" Smallkit squeaked.
"Well, she was the first cat in our clan, and the first leader."
"How do you know of her?" Smallkit frowned, remembering that there had been many Featherclan leaders. Heatherstar. . . Ripplestar. . . Snowstar. . . Applestar. . . Even Birchstar.
"Well. . ." The old cat rasped, "I haven't told this to anybody, really. But, she's my kin. I think she'd be like my mother's mother's mother's mother. But, I'm not sure." He added as Smallkit opened his jaws, into a silent gasp. "Do you want me to tell you this story, or not?" Hailheart asked, some of his old sternness returning. "Of course." Smallkit dipped his head respectfully. "Well," Hailheart said, "It all began when. . ."
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FanfictionFeatherfoot was a misfit. She had a strange glowing eye. Former apprentice of Lilyheart, Poppyclan's deputy, everyone expected her to become deputy when Fawnstar died. But her life took a turn when she mated with Brightnose, the medicine cat. She ha...
