Poisonfeather's Destiny

Chapter 1

Cold air filled the sky. "Hello?" Poison whispered. "Mom?" Poison went to the leaders den. "Snowstar! Wake up sis!" Poisonpaw whispered/yelled Snow groaned as she got up. "What do you want it's already sunhigh..." Poisonpaw opened his mouth to reply. "Why are you sleeping in the leaders den?" Poison asked, playing with some moss from the bedding. "Why do you want to know that? All you'll do is tell. Poisonpaw stopped playing with the moss with a brave face. "I won't tell!" Poison whispered. "You just came here to tell me that though... How stupid are you?" Snow mumbled. Leaves started to fall off trees by the leaders den. Snow gently fell from the sky with animals pacing back into their homes. Poison pointed back with his tail. "Prey?" Snow muttered. That's nothing for her. Poison thought. She's a warrior. My sis sure is a tough one though. He thought again. "I'll go start a hunting part—" Poison got cut off. "You'll be sent to the forest, prey for the wolves." Snow teased. Poisonpaw's ears perked up. "What's wrong.." Snow grunted. "I smell and hear cats.." Poison replies. Poison goes down, goes to the nearby river. Poison starts to lay his tongue on the water then drowns his tongue in the liquid. Snowstar slides down. "Drink up before your tongue freezes!" Snow mews.

"Huh?" Poison twitched his ear. (Ik that the send are different, but this is different from actual warrior cats. Just a late note.) Poisonpaw sticks his tongue back in. "I'm old enough to know that, mom." Poison snorts. Snow snickers and looks back at the leaders den. Birds started going south, and animals were starting to hibernate. Poisonpaw blinked. "Let's dig, and kill the animals." It sounded like a bad plan, coming from a nice apprentice, and a kitty pet killer. But until they got prey, they shared it with the other clans remaining at the Fourtrees. Yellowfang muttered then he looked back at the two cats. Prey? Yellowfang thought. I'm just dreaming... Yellowfang thought. Yellowfang slid down and put his tail up and pounced on a mouse. "Maybe I should have killed that kitty pet to eat it." Poisonpaw laughed. Breaths turned white and a storm started to stir up. The snow had stopped and clans have gotten all the water and prey they needed. Scent markers scents were replaced by the smell of fresh snow air, breeze swaying their pelts. The snow had started again but the snow was more rough. "Your fur is so white..." Poison said. Snow looked at her brother. "I'm already white..." Snowstar announced. One more mice got under their paws. "No time to catch prey, lets go! There's a storm outside and we have to stay safe!" Yellowfang yelled. Once the cats had gotten in their den, food was stored and dens were closed up with leftover moss from the bedding and pine sap to hold it up. "We worked hard to get this prey, so don't just eat it all in one day." Yellowfang said.
TBC
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514, great job.. RIP