"Great job on becoming deputy!" Skinnypelt purred touching her muzzle against his flank. "Stormchaser!" Rosestar called. He padded to her den his heart thudding. He wasn't ready to be a deputy. "Could you make the sundown patrol?" she asked. He nodded and headed out of the den. He grabbed Windpool, Skinnypelt, and Dustpelt and headed for the gorse tunnel. They wandered to fourtrees to see the two borders of Oceanclan and Leafclan. "Have you come for more scars?"
Stormchaser whipped around. Their on the border was Talltail, Cedarpaw, and a tom he didn't know. "No we came to chase the rest of you out!" Windpool sneered raking her claws on the ground. Stormchaser shot her a warning glance and look back. "What are you doing here?" Skinnypelt questioned before he could ask. "We've come to patrol to make sure that although we ran that Wispclan doesn't think we are weak" growled the brown tom. He looked over at Dustpelt who was flexing his claws to and fro. "Attack!" The brown tom yowled echoing around the forest. Talltail launched herself at him, raking her hind legs in his stomach. He screeched with pain, clawing at her neck. She yowled in fury and clawed at his face. Blood soaked his fur as he bit into her neck knocking her off. She was dead. "No!" Cedarpaw yowled pain in her voice. The brown tom took his jaws off Windpool's neck and ran toward the limp body. Cedarpaw and the tom dragged the body back across the border. "Ill get you!" yowled the brown tom looking back. The three cats padded quickly back to camp, their feet dragging across the ground. The camp stood eerily dark and silent.
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Opened Eyes (Book One Moonlight)
AdventureStormchaser and his mate have a hard time with Leafclan and Oceanclan. Many of his friends die and he receives a anonymous prophecy. This is book one of the New Prophecy Series
