Warriors: Feather's Path

Chapter 10

Feather sniffed around the pool, cautious unwelcoming cats.

"Should we go?" She mewed, drinking a few mouthfuls from the water.

Hawk nodded, and padded closer to the pool. The tom froze, as he noticed a path of paw prints swirling down into the pool. "I think this is some sort of ritual thing for the clans." He meowed.

"What?!" Feather mewed, jumping back.

"It's called the MoonPool."

Feather whipped around, as Hawk stood beside his mate, and Raven hiding behind them. The she-cat saw a gleaming pair of green eyes, and a tortioseshell she-cat came into view.

"I-Um..." Feather stammered.

Four other cats emerged, looking younger than the other. It was a ginger tabby she-cat, with huge amber eyes.

Maybe it's a To-Be.

"What do you think you're doing here?" A large tabby tom hissed, his tail lashing. "We cound smell your sent from over the stream!"

"Emberstripe." The tortoiseshell she-cat turned around. "They're obviously here something," She faced the three cats, "Right?"

Feather nodded. "Y-yes."

"We need to go to WindClan." Hawk meowed.

The two other full grown exchanged glances.

"Well this is not WindClan for sure." The tortoiseshell cat purred. "We're ThunderClan." She mewed. "But why do you need to go to WindClan?" She asked.

Feather sighed. "We're from the Tribe of Rushing Water."

The cats behind the tortoiseshell cat gasped.

"O-Oh my StarClan!" The she-cat mewed. "You traveled that far? I'm so sorry for the trouble of my cats! Let me bring you to my leader, Crowstar."

Feather glanced at Hawk. "Umm." She murmured.

The tortoiseshell she-cat turned around, and waved her tail for the three cats to follow. "Let me introduce my patrol to you. First off, name is Spottedwing. I'm a senior warrior of ThunderClan, and Crowstar's sister."

What a weird name... Feather thought to herself.

"Well," Feather mewed. "I'm Feather that drifts in the wind. But you can just call me Feather. I'm the only tribe-born cat here, with a tribe name. Hawk decided to join us a couple moons ago."

"Yes. I'm Hawk." Hawk meowed, glancing at the warriors behind him. "Feather's mate."

The young ginger she-cat bounded up. "Is this your kit?" She asked, looking at Raven with interest.

"No, no, no." Feather purred. "This is Raven though. We found him in the forest on our way here."

The black tabby tom nodded. "I helped them navigate through there." He told the ginger she-cat."

Spottedwing glanced at the ginger she-cat. "This is Blazepaw," She mewed. "She's an apprentice, and as curious as a kit it's first time out of the nursery."

"Apprentice?" Feather mewed. "We call them To-Be's at the tribe."

Spottedwing nodded. "That's right. You live very different ways from us." She glanced to the three warriors behind her. "Anyways, this is grumpy one, Emberstripe." She meowed to the tabby tom that acted rude before. "He's a new warrior, and only became one two moons ago."

Feather nodded. "That explains it." She purred.

Spottedwing nodded in agreement. "This is Stonewhisker, and his sister, Stormpool."