WARRIORS A HAWKS LOVE

CHAPTER 1 THE FIRST SIGHTING

Hawkfrost pov

I sniffed around sunningrocks my fur bristling along my spine as I scented my sister's fear scent, what is wrong now? Following the smell I found her sitting on the bank looking at the water with tears in her amber eyes. I touch her lightly with my tail; she looks up at me with her sad amber eyes.

"Mudfur won't take me as a Medicine Cat," she sniffed and wiped a paw a crossed her muzzle her golden ears flat. "What?" I snarled bearing by sharp teeth, "Why not! This is your dream," the fur stood on end at my sister's sadness. This will not stand! I need my sister as the medicine Cat so I can be leader! I twitched my tail, thinking.

"Why won't he?" I asked gently my tail stopped and I curled it around my hind paws.

"Because Hawkpaw, he wants a sign first, and I'm already training as a warrior." Mothpaw looked down at her golden striped paws with a sniff.

"In two moons we will be Warriors! So he will then accept you if not then...." I trailed off, an ideal came to my mind and I smiled, perfect!

I gave my sister a lick on the face, before bounding away with a flick of my tail, "Come on we have to clean the elder's den before the gathering!" I heard Mothpaw leap to her paws and bound after me.

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At the gathering, I felt overwhelmed at the sight of all the cats, but I shook myself, "No weakness" came a mystery voice in my head, who are you? I asked the mystery voice and a purr reached my ears, "Tigerstar, my son, your father," the voice whispers in my head. I smile to myself my father! My pelt tingled at the thought of him and of the stories my mother Sasha told me. Lost in my thoughts I ran into a small, slender, pale, brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes, a soft muzzle, a white chest, and white paws. We collided and fall into the tall soft grasses of the Gathering Place by the Great-Rock.

"Hi, my name is Hawkpaw, what is your name?" I asked the scared um she-cat yea it's a she cat a handsome one at that. My heart races as she shyly responds.

"Leafpaw of Thunderclan, my mentor is Cinderpelt," her wide amber eyes stir pity in me and I know not why. I beckon her with my tail to sit by me, she shakes her head, "No, I must get to my mentor, thank you, Hawkpaw," with that, all am left with is seeing her tail disappear into the throng of other cats. I followed her trying to ignore my hot pelt as I pick her pelt out of among Mudfur, Littlecloud, Barkface and Cinderpelt, I come up to her and sit by her anyway at least a little while till my sister comes up and starts talking with Mudfur. Then I move away and watch the leaders on the great rock. My whiskers twitched with strength of my ambition, I wanted to be up there, guiding my clan! That voice whispered in my mind, "I can help you young Hawkpaw if you will let me,"

I shivered as I tasted the air to find that I could taste an unfamiliar scent on my tongue. Then I looked into the dark undergrowth and saw a pair of dark amber eyes blink back at me and I knew that my father was watching me. I never knew my father, but Sasha told me and my sister about him how he tried to take over Thunderclan but then went to ShadowClan and later died by a cat named Scourge. Then a cat named Firestar killed that cat and the forest was safe once more. I barely heard the leaders but I did take notice of a certain ginger tom cat looking at me just as the amber eyes vanished from the undergrowth.

His name flashed into my mind, Firestar! The one who used to a stinking Kittypet! I saw kittypet's before, and I hate them! My lip curled in a snarl at him but then I saw Leafpaw looking at me and I froze mid-snarl and saw her duck her pretty head her whiskers wrinkling with laughter, I heard her soft purr and again my heart raced and my pelt felt hot. I knew I must see her again but how? I looked back up at the GreatRock to see Leopardstar leap off and gather her warriors around her, Mistyfoot taking a second set of warriors to scout ahead as the Twolegs where becoming more and more, bolder in the Clan's land.
I watched Leafpaw follow a crippled dark-gray she cat, whom I guessed was Cinderpelt. The sway of her lithe hips, the tiny twitching of her tail, all made me want to bound after her right then and there.