Warriors Super Edition:Feralstorm's Omen

Chapter 21

"Isn't it awesome?!" Darkshadow asked."Yeah! After moons of training, we're finally warriors!" Feralstorm replied."Thank you so much for telling Duskstar to make us warriors!" Lillytail mewed to Bluejay. The blue/gray she-cat purred."No problem."
Sootpelt stepped up. "Well, a quarter moon has passed."
"I wonder when Lizardkit and Dustkit will be made apprentices." Lightspot pondered.
"Oh you cats. You just got made warriors."Fallentooth purred.
"Yeah, it's like you're all trying to making us sound old." Bluejay added. "Don't do that! I don't wanna be old!" Sootpelt panicked. "Aging is a part of life you mousedung!" Falconwing hissed. The cats all purred with amusement.
Onefang organized a boarder patrol."Alright, Feralstorm and Fallentooth you're with me. Darkshadow and Sootpelt, with Hawkleaf."
The toms nodded. They mark their borders by clawing the trees in their part of the forest. WolfClan and ViperClan live across the lake from each other. WolfClan to the right and ViperClan on the left.
"So Feralstorm, finally a warrior." Fallentooth congratulated. "Yup" the tan tabby tom answered .If it was anything he had learned throughout his warrior training, it was to keep composure, take the praise of your clanmates silently, and only let the praise of your clanmates and StarClan be as loud as a bird's call. "Hey, no one claw me over the ears or anything but, does the forest seem to quiet or is that just me?" Darkshadow asked skittishly. "Now that you mention it son, yes," Hawkleaf meowed. "It's quiet. Too quiet."
The cats stopped walking. They looked around. The sun's light shone bright through the tree branches. "Alright that's enough." Onefang mewed. The ginger and white tom turned and angled his ears. "Lets head back to camp."
They all started following the deputy. A shadow zoomed past them, Sootpelt caught it's eye. "Did you guys see that?"
"See what Sootpelt?" Fallentooth asked. "It's probably just a mouse." Onefang mewed.
"Oh,yeah, cause I'm sure mice are able to run to where I can see it, and anyway mice are almost about the size of a pinecone." Sootpelt mocked. "Shut your jaws will you?" Onefang ordered. Sootpelt ran after the thing that zoomed past him."Sootpelt!" Fallentooth called as he left. Feralstorm stared through wide eyes.
Sootpelt ran into the center of the forest. A snapping twig sounded behind him."Show yourself you coward!"the soot and grayish tom demanded. All he heard was silence. He looked up to the trees, left some bushes, and to the right where trees were bunched up together. Suddenly, a growl sounded. "I'm warning you..!" Sootpelt threatened. Fast as a bird, the figure lunged for the tom as their paw flew out and slashed deep into the WolfClan cat's chest. Blood gushed from the wound, pulsing onto the forest floor. The warrior barely had time to react. It seemed like it had happened so quickly. The cat stared in astonishment, then glanced down at the gash. Legs buckling, he collapsed. His vision starting to blur. As his head thumped onto the grass, his breathing heaving and wheezing fast and at some points slow. Until, it had finally stopped all together. His eyes dulled and his flank stopped rising and falling, then just fell. The WolfClan warrior was dead.