The breeze ruffled Becketts fur, as she gazed up at the high rock. There was cold, shards of ice stuck on it. Poor snowstar. He's too old to live in conditions like this. Beckett then looked back to the high rock, being greeted by Snowstars face.
" hello, iceclan. Today we gather here...." His voice trailed off, leading to a cough.
" here for a problem that has been in this clan for some time now. Mirrorclaw, will you?" Snowstar choked. Mirrorclaw padded forward, her eyes glaring side to side.
" uh, yes. So, the problem. Snowstar is becoming old, and I will have to take care of some things...not everything tho. Just some leader stuff." Mirrorclaw put his head up, looking down at the assembled cats, smiling. Beckett didn't like it.
" Snowstar! I volunteer to help you" Beckett whipped her head to where the voice sounded from. It was Frostpelt, the cat who worried the most.
YOU ARE READING
When the snowflake falls.
FanficSnowstar is getting old, and mirrorclaw has trouble taking care of the clan. Beckett must find a way to save the clan from the snow storm, and save them from such an awful deputy!
