Dawnstar's Trouble {COMPLETE}

Chapter 20

 Dawnfire turned in her sleep, it felt like there were a million burrs in her pelt. When she opened her eyes she wasn't in the warriors den, she was in the Gathering Hollow. Dawnfire jumped to her paws, looking up at the sky, the half-moon glowed brightly. That's when she realized it was a dream, the half-moon was a few sunrises ago. There was a gentle spring breeze, carrying the scent of something sour. It smelled like burning, Dawnfire looked around for a smoke or fire but saw nothing. Then another scent washed over her, it was an unfamiliar one. The shape of a cat appeared from the shadows, it was obviously a Clan cat, a fluffy silver tom. He smelled of SunClan and had a gentle look in his eyes.

"Who are you?" Dawnfire asked, her voice steady, as he showed up she felt warm and safe, the burning smell was gone.

"My name is Feathernose, I was Honeywing's mentor." The tom replied, his voice was soft, and his blue eyes reminded Dawnfire of a gentle river.

"Where's Honeywing?" Dawnfire looked around for the golden medicine cat who normally visited her.

"Am I not good enough for you?" Feathernose's voice was stern, but when Dawnfire tensed he relaxed. "I'm joking." He purred. "I wanted to visit you and talk to you."

"But why?" Dawnfire questioned, wondering why this random StarClan cat wanted to talk to her. Honeywing had become normal, but Dawnfire never even really heard of Feathernose.

"So many questions." Feathernose purred. "There comes a time when you have to stop asking questions and just follow your heart." He looked her in the eyes. "Not every question has an answer."

Dawnfire shuffled her paws. "Right." She muttered. "So what did you want to talk about?" She thought he would say something else about question asking, but he looked up at the half-moon, eyes reflecting the shine.

"Poppyfur told you about the prophecy." Feathernose mewed gently, slowly moving his gaze from the moon to Dawnfire.

Dawnfire's tensed at the mention of the prophecy. "That's a real thing?" Part of Dawnfire wished that Poppyfur was just a crazy medicine cat, but if a StarClan cat told her, then she had no choice but to believe that it was true.

Feathernose nodded. "It was originally given to Honeywing who passed it on to Poppyfur on the night of your birth. The only ones who know about this prophecy are Flowerstar, Poppyfur, and myself."

"How can you be sure it's about me?" Dawnfire asked, her claws scraping the grass. "I'm just a SunClan warrior."

"You're much more than that, Dawnfire." Feathernose said. "You have a powerful destiny ahead of you."

"Of what? What am I supposed to do?" Dawnfire demanded, growing on edge.

Feathernose rested his tail on her shoulder. "Calm down, young one. There is no telling what your future holds, no destiny is laid out in a perfect stone path. Destiny is decided by your own pawsteps."

Dawnfire sighed, recalling a dream she had as an apprentice. "Honeywing told me that once, when I was an apprentice; the first time I went to the Moonstone."

"Honeywing is a very wise cat." Feathernose said. "She was a wonderful medicine cat, always wanting to help; and that has not changed. Honeywing wishes she could guide you the entire way, but that's impossible. You need to find your own destiny."

Dawnfire lowered her head. "But why?" She asked. "Why me of all cats? Why not my sister?" Her voice caught in her throat. "Why did Willowkit have to die?" She found herself suddenly back in SunClan camp, when the world was still huge to her. Her sister's dying figure, coughing and twitching. Was Willowkit's death a question that would never be answered?