Warrior cats: the Lunar prophecy

Chapter 24

Bluestrike was out on a patrol, they were exploring Infernoclan territory to make sure all Infernoclan cats were gone, there was none spotted yet but all Bluestrike could think about was his sister, he kept telling himself that he could have been there before the Fox got Cottonwing's leg, he stopped and dug his claws into the dirt. Then he heard a rustle in the bushes, Bluestrike leaped at the sound and toppled onto a cat. The cat was white with green eyes. Bluestrike recognised this cat this was shypaw of Infernoclan the small cat scurried away. Bluestrike watched as she ran off, and in the distant bushes her siblings Graypaw and Icepaw jumped out of the bushes and followed her. Bluestrike turned around and regrouped with Mapleleaf and Flametail. Mapleleaf nodded and they headed back to camp, They sprinted back to camp, the trees now covering the sun, the air was cold, as Leaf-bare approached. They walked through the tunnel into camp and every cat was sitting around nervously with whispers.

"What happening?" Mapleleaf asked Woodleaf.

"Springwater is giving birth," Woodleaf replied.

"I see," Mapleleaf said. Wavepelt walked out of the nursery. The whole clan gathered around her waiting for a response, Scoutstripe pushed himself through the crowd bumping Bluestrike aside. Scoutstripe tried to walk past Wavepelt but Wavepelt blocked him.

"Springwater is fine, she brought three beautiful kits to Moonclan, one she and two toms," Wavepelt announced, and turned to Scoutstripe. "Springwater wants to see you,"

Scoutstripe nodded impatiently and trotted into the den, Bluestrike watched as he disappeared into the den, the cats murmured happily parting off into small groups. Bluestrike waited for the right moment and then walked over to Wavepelt.

"Wavepelt!" Bluestrike called.

"Yes?" Wavepelt turned to face Bluestrike.

"How is Cottonwing?" Bluestrike asked.

"She's fine yet stubborn." Wavepelt said.

"She is the type who thinks they must be useful," Bluestrike said.

"I understand that but she has to be careful." Wavepelt said, and then turned into her den, Bluestrike turned and then walked to the nursery to check on the newborn kits. Scoutstripe walked out of the den just as Bluestrike was arriving. Bluestrike walked in and saw Springwaters kits sleeping close to there mother, and then he saw Cottonwing.

"You're supposed to be in the medicine den!" Bluestrike said.

"I'm fine Bluestrike," Cottonwing said, and laid her head on to her nest.

"What are their names?" Bluestrike let out a sigh. Looking at the dark gray tom with white ears and legs.

"The she is Dawnkit, the tabby tom is Hollowedkit, and the Dark gray tom is Crowkit." Springwater purred, Bluestrike nodded and glanced at his sister with worry, she looked exhausted more than she normally does, Cottonwing's breathing steaded telling him that she was asleep. Bluestrike left the den padding over to the warriors den when Oakfall padded over to him.

"Hey Bluestrike, are you good with keeping watch tonight?" Oakfall asked.

"Yah," Bluestrike said. Oakfall nodded and then walked over to the nursery

just as the stars faded into view. Bluestrike walked over and out to the camp entrance and sat down keeping watch. It was silent other than the occasional sound of mice rushing past in the forest Bluestrike was half tempted to hunt at least once but he knew better than to do that.

The night was quiet the whole time, nothing and no one. The sun began to break through the horizon, beams of light shining down into Moonclan camp, Bluestrike walked back into camp to see who was up and all he could see was Frostkit grabbing a piece of prey and dragging it back to the nursery. Bluestrike looked at the nursery and saw that Cottonwing was lying outside waiting for Frostkit to get there, at least she was caring for her leg as she kept herself from walking. Frostkit arrived back at Cottonwing and Cottonwing praised her and Frostkit bounced up and down and dashed into the nursery, Cottonwing lifted herself up keeping her leg off the ground and limped into the den, Bluestrike watched and then padded over to the warriors den, just as he entered the den Oakfall walked out and dipped his head to him telling Bluestrike he could rest, a rush of relief and tiredness washed over to him, he dropped himself into his next and wrapped his tail over his nose and drifted into a soft nap.

Bluestrike found himself in a bramble den, the sound of mewing kittens sounds around him he turned around and saw Cottonwing and Oakfall looking down at three kittens but.. He couldn't see what their fur looked like, as he squinted his eyes to get a better look, darkness dumped over him into darkness, a few red lights faded into view in front of him, it was a cat... no Redeye and he had one of his sisters kits, Bluestrike uncontrollably leaped at Redeye avoiding the mewling kitten, and right as he was about to hit him the dream disappeared.

and Bluestrike woke up, he slowly raised his head letting his fur flatten, the den was empty other than Mapleleaf who was resting, Bluestrike shook his fur and walked out of the den. Oakfall was talking with Scoutstripe and Ghoststar was on the top of the moonrock looking down at the camp, Bluestrike walked to Oakfall.

"May I go out and hunt?" Bluestrike asked.

"Go ahead," Oakfall said, and turned back to look at Scoutstripe. Bluestrike padded out of the camp and deeper into the forest, he found his favorite hunting spot and tasted the air, he could smell a mouse, he dropped into a hunting crouch and creeped towards the scent. The mouse was cleaning its fur, Bluestrike made sure he was down wind and then right after the mouse looked around Bluestrike leaped at the mouse Killing it in one blow, Bluestrike lifted the prey and headed back to camp. Running through the forest he dashed through the tunnel and slowed down into a trot into camp, all cats were back and having their conservations. Bluestrike dropped his prey and then trotted over to Mapleleaf.