Rootwing got up, another numb day in SpikeClan. Between the attacks from GrassClan's ferocious leader, Bloodstar, and being deputy, her life was chaotic, but dull ever since her sister died.
Padding out of the warriors den, she smiled at the warriors on the way out. Out of reflex, she spread her toes in the fresh grass before stretching out and yawning. "Hey, Rootwing." She didn't have to even look up to recognize the voice of her perfect mate, Moonshine.
"Hey, Moony." Rootwing sat up. "Don't call me that." Moonshine muttered, scowling. "Listen... I have something to tell you, and I-"
Rootwing blacked out.
When she opened her eyes, a pale white figure outlined with a white shimmer stepped into vision. Immediately, Rootwing recognized the spotty calico markings of the cat. "Stormy?" Rootwing blinked groggily, getting up.
"It is I, sister. I have a message for you." Stormy spoke in a calming voice as she always did before the monster hit her. "You must create a new Clan, that of the evening moon. Take two with you, and you will find more along the way. One must be one held very dear, one an enemy greatest, as a means of stopping the wars. Become MoonClan. Summon your inner spirits." Stormbringer said with all confidence, fading quickly from vision.
"Wait, Stormy! Don't leave yet! I still have so many questions!" Rootwing sprung at the fading spirit.
"I love you, Rootstar. Don't ever forget that." Stormbringer murmured, fading into the darkness. "I love you, too."
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Twisted Roots: The MoonClan Prophecy: Book 1
AcciónTN: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/810722192 ( TikTok: .meow.meowmeow ) Rootwing has felt out of place ever since her sister and best friend, Stormbringer, died. After a moon of dull living, Rootwing receives a prophecy instructing her to leave S...
