EPILOGUE
Littlecloud and Rowanclaw padded through WindClan’s territory. They walked through open moorland with Rowanclaw whispering about his revenge on ThunderClan. “After I receive my nine lives, we will attack their camp. We mustn’t let them forget our threat.”
“Perhaps it would be better to let our cats recover first?” Littlecloud suggested.
“You’re right, Littlecloud. But as soon as our cats recover, we will attack. Bramblestar will pay for Blackstar’s death,” Rowanclaw meowed.
Rowanclaw tasted the air and paused. “WindClan!” he hissed to Littlecloud.
Just a few moments later, Ashfoot appeared leading Heathertail and Crowfeather behind her. “Greetings, Ashfoot,” Rowanclaw said, dipping his head.
“She’s Ashstar now. Onestar died four sunrises ago,” Heathertail meowed.
“Congratulations, Ashstar,” Rowanclaw said. “I am sorry to hear about Onestar, though.”
Ashstar looked at him steadily. “Why are you trespassing on WindClan territory?” she asked with a hint of menace in her voice.
“Blackstar died today when ThunderClan attacked our camp,” Rowanclaw responded coolly.
“Why would they do that?” Ashstar asked.
“StarClan knows. ThunderClan is…” Rowanclaw began to answer. But Littlecloud hissed, “Tell the truth, Rowanclaw. Or are you ashamed of Blackstar’s actions?”
After shooting a glare at Littlecloud, Rowanclaw said, “We were stealing their prey because ours is being poisoned and killed by some terrible black liquid.”
“That is terrible,” Ashstar agreed. “But it doesn’t give you the right to steal another Clan’s prey.”
“Does that make it okay that ThunderClan killed Blackstar?” Rowanclaw asked her.
Ashstar didn’t answer him. “Let them pass,” Ashstar ordered Heathertail and Crowfeather.
Rowanclaw and Littlecloud continued walking towards the Moonpool. Finally, they stopped. In front of them was the Moonpool. “It’s time,” Littlecloud meowed. “Rowanclaw, it’s time for you to receive your nine lives.”
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“It’s nearly moonhigh,” Shadepaw meowed to Bramblestar, whose nose was pressed into Squirrelflight’s side.
With a sigh, Bramblestar heaved himself to his feet and slunk up onto the Highledge. “Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!” he called, with his tail drooping.
“I say these words before StarClan, and the spirit of Squirrelflight, that they may hear and approve of my choice,” he mumbled so that the audience had to strain to hear him. “The new deputy of ThunderClan is Lionblaze.”
He leaped down from the Highledge and settled down beside Squirrelflight's dead body again. “How was this an unknown threat? What did wind have to do with this?” Shadepaw asked Jayfeather.
He replied, “Streampaw’s prophecy has come true. The unknown threat has not yet arrived.”
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Warriors: The Unknown Threat Series Book #1: ShadowClan's Threat
RandomIt has been a while since the Clans won the battle against the Dark Forest. ThunderClan is prospering under Bramblestar's leadership and the rest of the Clans have been thriving too. But a strange black liquid is covering ShadowClan's territory, kil...
