As Seen In The Storm

Chapter 1

Author's Note-
Before you start reading this chapter, go back and read the Prologue. I changed a few things..... ;D
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Frost beneath Bijoutail's paws chilled her, especially at dusk. Her mouth was carrying some tansy to the elder's den for Mistletoe, the kittypet elder that came to the clan just a moon before. Leafbare was here, and all the elders were complaining of cough.

Bijoutail silently went into the warm den. "Mistletoe? Are you here?" she whispered. "Right here. Be careful not to wake Tansyfeet. She's resting." Mistletoe replied through his hoarse voice. Bijoutail said, "I noticed. It was strangely silent in here and not very much filled with coughing."

She pushed the bundle of tansy in dock leaves to the dark brown tom. "Eat this. It will soothe your throat." she reasurred. Mistletoe said, "I'll be fine on my own for today. Go outside, you've been too busy sorting out herbs for the day. Snowclan can take care of itself." Bijoutail was about to object until her hungry belly rumbled. "I guess you're right..." she muttered.

She padded up to the fresh kill pile and saw Sunkit and Swiftkit tossing a small mouse around like it was a live piece of prey. "I'll be the best hunter ever!" Swiftkit boasted. Swiftkit's mother, Crystalleaf, called from the nursery. "Come back inside, Swiftkit! Its getting dark! You too, Sunkit! Your mother wouldn't want you to be wandering around camp at night!"

Bijoutail picked out a vole and went near the leader's den to eat. She studied the camp. Everyone is healthy, barely any sickness, happiness is spread around. There's nothing to do! She thought to herself. The dusk patrol led by Whitestar passed by her.

She looked up into the sky with her light blue eyes. An ancestor of Starclan flew by. I wish something extraordinary would happen one day. she wished in her mind.

"You've changed everything." a voice whispered in her ear. She shot her head around. Nobody was there. "Starclan have something to tell you."

It rang in her ears again. "What do you want?" she whispered silently so no one could hear.

"One will be shown, buried in the snow, to control thou powerful cannot, with the power of life in thy's paws."

"Wait, come back!" she yelled as the star flew to the other side of the land where she cannot see it. The clan stared at her. She ducked her head down in embarrasment, announcing, "Sorry, just dazing off."

"You must be tired." the voice startled her. It was Snowstripe, the clan deputy. "Yes...yes, I am." Bijoutail admitted. Snowstripe advised her, "Go get some rest. You'll need it for leafbare. We've had a lucky leafbare so far." "Thank you," Bijoutail said. Snowstripe nodded her head. Bijoutail padded into her den, fixed up some moss, and fell into sleep.

"Welcome, Bijoutail." The voice she had heard earlier was with her. It was a dark brown tom. They were in a swamp.

"Why are you here?" Bijoutail asked, confused. The dark brown tom replied, "Bijoutail, I have warned you of a cat who holds a power that will kill us all. Tell your clan to beware of this cat."

Bijoutail was shocked. What power? Power of healing? Or reading signs of Starclan? Is the dangerous cat me? she thought.

As if reading her mind, the tom answered her. "I assure you that it can't be you. I would've known that. Its probably someone else. When you find that cat, kill the cat. Goodbye, Bijoutail."

Bijoutail's dream turned into an empty dark room. She still had so many unanswered questions. Kill? she thought. In another instant, she was in a snowy blizzard. The cold wind blew hard against her face, making her tumble over. She saw another cat-a beautiful white she-cat with chocolate brown eyes-walk to her. The she-cat was struggling as well in the wind.

"Bijoutail! Bijoutail!" she shouted. "I've come to warn you. You are in great danger."

"Sweetmuzzle!" Bijoutail exclaimed. "It's you!" Sweetmuzzle was the old Snowclan medicine cat moons before. A pack of dogs had attacked their clan, injuring Sweetmuzzle and carrying Sweetmuzzle into a snowy blizzard. She was never seen since then.

"Bijoutail, there is no time for greetings. I have to tell you something. The problem is, you-" Sweetmuzzle stopped. The wind increased and picked up Sweetmuzzle by her paws, carrying her away with the wind into a flurry of snow.

"Sweetmuzzle! No! I can't lose you again!" Bijoutail shouted. A faint voice echoed in the distance. "Bijoutail! Hello? Bijoutail! Wake up, mousebrain!"

She blinked her eyes open. Daylight seeped throught the entrance as
Brownpelt poked her in the stomach. "Okay, okay, I'm awake!" she grumbled grouchily. "Tansyfeet keeps complaining that she has a cough." he said. "Of course she is..." Bijoutail muttered under her breath.

She couldn't help but wonder about her dream that night. What was so important that Sweetmuzzle had to tell her? And who was the cat with the power to control life?

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