Wishfeather's Choice

Chapter Five

It had been a moon and a half since the death of Blueheart, and her kits where six moons old, ready to be apprentice's.
"All cats older enough to catch there own prey meet beneath the highledge for a clan meeting," yowled Ashstar.
Streamkit and Amberkit bounced out of the nursery excitedly.
"You can't go to your ceremony looking like that, your like a bunch of rouges!" Meowed there father, licking them roughly.
River Clan began to gather around the highledge, Redwillow and her one moon old kits (Rosekit, Cricketkit and Sparkkit) watched from the doorway of the nursery, with Wishfeather her swollen belly shinning in the sun.
"Today is a very important day," started Ashstar, "Amberkit and Streamkit have reached the age of six moons, and are ready to be apprenticed. Amberkit,"he said
Amberkit bounced forward.
"From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Amberpaw, Wishfeather will be your mentor, when she is ready to train you. Until then Flametail will mentor you"
Wishfeather stepped forward to touch noses with her apprentice.
"Streamkit," meowed Ashstar.
Streamkit gracefully stepped forward.
"From this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Streampaw, Sandyshade will be your mentor."
Streamkit touched noses with her mentor.
"Streampaw, Amberpaw," chanted the crowed.
Wishfeather heaved herself up and padded back into the nursery.

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"Shadow Clan have moved the border," Violetshine growled from outside the nursery. Wishfeather got up and stuck her head outside. "Ravenwing, can you come on a walk with me?" Asked Wishfeather. Ever since the death of Blueheart, the clan had got to wary of there clan mates.
"Sure!" Ravenwing called back.

Ravenwing and Wishfeather padded
slowly through the thick woodland.
"Soo,"started Wishfeather "have you had good hunting?"
"Erm yeah," replied Ravenwing.
They walked over to a stream, Wishfeather dipped her head and and drank the clear blue water.
"I'm parched, can we go back to camp?"
Wishfeather looked up from the stream. "Yes, I'm hungry too," she replied, "I hope the hunting patrol is back."

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Wishfeather woke up, as Flowerkit kicked her in the ribbs. "Flowerkit!" Wishfeather scolded her daughter. Flowerkit stood up and scuttled out of the nursery, to play with her brothers;
Quickkit and Swiftkit and left her sister Bluekit to sleep.
Half a moon ago Wishfeather had given birth to Bluekit a blue-grey she cat named after Blueheart, Flowerkit a tortioshell she cat and the matching brown Tom's, Quickkit and Swiftkit.
"Mama," meowed Bluekit, "where is Flowerkit?"
"She's outside playing, sweety," Wishfeather replied. And watched as her daughter hopped outside to see her siblings.
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