OMSC! (Oh my StarClan!)
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Chapter 13:
"Thornmist is expecting kits!" Tinylight was literally bouncing in delight. He was going to be a father soon, after all.
LightClan were gathered all around Highrock to hear Tinylight's announcement. Cats purred and mewed in delight. Kits meant new hope for LightClan.
"Great! Now we won't be the youngest in the clan anymore!" Wildpaw mewed to Fuzzypaw and Sandpaw.
Sandpaw agreed as Fuzzypaw purred content.
Clawstar went up Highrock. "Thus I shall appoint Mossheart as my temporary deputy. Mossheart, serve the clan well."
"Thornmist shall stay in the nursery until her kits are born. Flowerheart, Frostsnow, help her make a nest would you?""
The she-cats nodded as they set off.
Rockpath was among the cheery cats. But she was deciding whether or not to tell the clan about the warning.
But she saw happy faces on all the cats. If she told them, the mood would be ruined.
Better not. She'd find out what she needed to know from StarClan tonight, then discuss with Clawstar about it.
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The half moon shone brightly on the pelts on the medicine cats waiting.
Rockpath, Tanglefur and Petalfall were waiting for Waterclaw and Echopaw.
But when they arrived, the three were shocked.
They were covered in scratches with cobwebs and dock.
"What happened? You two look like you've gotten into a fight!" Petalfall asked in concern while examining the two.
"Yeah. A bunch of cats suddenly attacked our camp. We got attacked too," Echopaw growled to the cats.
The cats looked on sadly. Rockpath, however, asked Echopaw, "By any chance, did you hear what they were called?"
"Yeah, their leader called them TortureClan, such a scary name," Echopaw replied, "I hope I never see them again."
But she did not see Rockpath's eyes widen in terror. "Beware Torture, it will destroy the clans..." she recalled the voice.
So Torture was a clan. And a clan that was going to destroy them all.
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The five medicine cats gathered around the Moonpool and touched their noses into the cool and glittering liquid.
Rockpath was instantly in the starry forest StarClan called home. She saw familiar cats. Birdflight! Goosefeather! Snowtail!
"Hello Rockpath. Perhaps you've heard Kinktail's warning a sunrise ago," Snowtail mewed seriously.
"Yes, Snowtail. But what does it mean?" Rockpath mewed curiously.
"Torture is a clan set out to destroy and rule the four clans. You must find the chosen cat who can save us all." Goosefeather growled.
"And who would that cat be?" Rockpath's eyes widened.
"She is amongst the clan. You must find her, and help her in saving the clan." Birdflight murmured.
"But..."
Before Rockpath could finish her question, she found herself awake with the other medicine cats around the Moonpool.
"That was useful." Waterclaw muttered to Echopaw. "They didn't tell us what they meant by danger."
"Danger? All Halftail told me was about herbs..." Petalfall mewed.
Rockpath kept silent. Apparently the warrior ancestors had not told the other medicine cats about TortureClan.
She shall say nothing either.
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A few sunrises past and everyone could see and hear Tinylight pacing around the nursery like an apprentice.
Thornmist's kits were coming. Rockpath was with Thornmist. "Breathe and push, Thornmist." she purred to the queen.
A she-cat! Rockpath lifted the kit to Thornmist, who started to give the kit a through licking. That was all.
"How are my kits and mate?" Tinylight looked into the nursery.
"Thornmist is perfectly fine, just tired. And congratulations, you're the father of a beautiful she-cat now. C'mon in," Rockpath mewed content.
The kit gave a short growl. "Wow, she's such a tiger." Tinylight commented.
"Tigerkit. What a perfect name for her," Thornmist murmured before she closed her eyes and rested with Tigerkit.
Tinylight bounded out of the nursery leaving the cats. He was excited, but he did not want to wake his mate.
Great. Rockpath thought. A new kit.
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Wildpaw, Fuzzypaw and Sandpaw were on their mock hunting assignment with their mentors.
Fuzzypaw had just caught a shrew, a dove and a squirrel. Wildpaw, a rabbit. And Sandpaw had caught two mice.
"Great job apprentices!" Mossheart called to them. Clawstar and Brambleflower nodded in agreement. "You are getting closer to becoming warriors soon."
Fuzzypaw felt herself get warmer. It was a great feeling. Soon, Wildpaw, Sandpaw and herself will be full warriors.
"Let's get the prey back now," Brambleflower mewed as she saw the sun set.
The cats headed back to camp, mentors in front, apprentices behind.
"What do you think your warrior name will be?" Fuzzypaw asked her den-mates.
"I hope I'll be called something cool... like Sandfire or maybe Sandstorm!" Sandpaw replied, "though I hope you won't be Fuzzyfur, that's quite apt."
"Yeah, I agree..." Wildpaw purred.
They went back and ate, and soon enough, another day had past.
Fuzzypaw curled next to her friends, and slept.
The warning was at the back of her mind now.
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And don't worry, TortureClan will only be back a little while later.
Till then!♥
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