Warrior Cats:: Loyalties divided Book 1 'Loyalty' (UNDER MAJOR EDITING!!)

Chapter 4 ??? (edited)

   The winds flow and tumble wherever they want to go, they aren't stuck in one place for too long. It easy to be envious of them, they weren't held down by anyone or anything. The closest that the black tom could do was wander around from place to place, held down by the weight of the world. His hazel eyes scanning the brand new terrain, searching for places to hunt, places to rest. He knew that he must understand each territory he found, he must understand things just incase the wind brought him back. His hazel muzzle opened to taste scents, he heard the sounds of birds singing in the trees, he heard the trickling of water, he smelled crows and mice. The tom was one of the few who listened to the wind the water and the skies. He followed where they told him to go, he followed where the winds told him to go, studied the skies to find acceptable resting spots and to know if he must catch extra prey and get ready for bad weather, and he listened to the water for drinks and to help him find prey eating the plants nearby it.
   He didn't have to have any cat telling him what to do, misleading him from his true path, the winds skies and water told him where the best places to go were, it's almost like the winds spoke to him, he felt a greater presence in the gentle breezes, guiding his paw steps. He spotted a opening in the sides of a hill, he was being guided there, his paws suddenly feeling weary, Thank you gentle wind, for finding me a resting place.  He thought with a smile as he stepped into the hole, he found a water stream, it was trickling down from somewhere. there was moss growing beside it he plucked some out from one side of the small water stream  and placed it on the other, it was just enough for a nest. He smiled Once again a perfect nest thank you. He stretched and stepped outside. It's around sunhigh, so I have some time to scope out the territory and catch some prey before I shall sleep, I do wonder how long I stay here until the wind calls upon me to travel again? 
   He peered around gazing at the hills, Not very good for hunting, its so open He sighed and squinted his eyes to peer further out, he saw a faint line of trees in the distance and suddenly the wind picked up around him, buffering him back, away from the territories. That's a bad omen if I have ever seen one.  He shuddered with the thought. He turned away from the forest, opening his jaws he tasted the air, Rabbit, that's good I began to think that there was no prey here. He dropped into a crouch and looked to the skies, the clouds were clustered in a certain spot not that far from him. He thanked the skies and began to stalk over to where the skies pointed him too. He scanned the terrain for the rabbit and his eyes went wide, it was a rabbit glistening in the sun, blood covering it's body from ear-tip to tail-tip. 

Flashback

   It was a bright greenleaf morning, almost the same as the present day. The black tomcat was but a kit, his mother and father had left to o find prey as the skies told them to. He was left alone to take care of the bad moss and leave it by the plants nearby, the plants should absorb the rest of the moss's nutrients and leave healthy plants for if their brothers and sisters found their way here with the wind. He found beside the plants some fresh moss and told himself I only must gather as much as I need, not as much as I want, my brothers and sisters must be able to have moss if the wind takes them here as well. He gathered the fresh moss and headed back to the tunnel, after replacing their nests he felt the wind shove him out of the den "But mother and father told me to stay here after gathering the moss!" the wind only pushed him harder "Alright I'll go!" he said with a pout the black tom edited then den and followed where the wind was taking him.
   He saw his mother and his father, they were so foggy he couldn't see them clearly, even though it was a clear day Why cant I see them?  The tom thought He ran ahead to the figures, they were walking to him "Son weren't you meant to be taking care of the plants for when our brothers and sisters come here?" his mother said in a distorted voice not like her own "Mother the wind told me to come here!" He cried "Son we found prey." They let him see a rabbit, one with blood covering its whole body, "Son why dont you come closer?" His mother said, he noticed her and her fathers eyes were closed "Mother, father why not open your eyes for me?" he asked trembling "Son, come here." He saw bite marks on his parents. "Mother please stop you are scaring me." The tom said backing away, he saw his parents eyes open, their pupils were dilated, their jaws were dropped open.  
   Then he saw his mother's eyes go back to normal for a second "My son! Run! Do not trust the blood covered rabbits! Dusk forget about us and leave now!" The small tom was frozen in place but his mothers eyes dilated and she began to act weird again The wind battered Dusk and made him move, he ran, he ran and didn't look back.


Present time

   Dusk stared at that rabbit Mothers last words... she warned me about the blood rabbits. I need to leave NOW He turned and ran away, he ran away just like last time. "Wind why did you bring me here, why did you bring me to a place with the blood rabbits!?" The wind didn't respond, it only pushed him away, back toward his cave "So no meal tonight huh." he scowled "Well stop bugging me for a while, I dont need your meddling with the blood rabbits." He curled up into a ball and tried to fall asleep, but all that could come was nightmares about his past. There would be no dreams for him tonight, only a restless sleep filled with nightmares.

Sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, sorry if there's any spelling mistakes, and sorry if you didn't like this chapter, I'm trying to give Dusk a more interesting loner life, and to have given him an interaction with the unknown.

Dusk is part of a small group of cats who wander, they have a special connection to the wind, its where their spirits go when they die, but some go to the skies and some go to the water, all of the spirits help guide the next generation, be it in the physical form of the wind interacting with some, be it the skies call to them to tell them what to do, or the water helps them find food easier. Usually cats in the group only are able to 'talk' to one of them, but Dusk has a strong connection to the winds  slightly weaker connections to the skies and waters. It's the way the ancestors interact with this group like how Starclan talks to the clans in the books and how the Sisters works.

So he doesn't have like wind powers or anything like that, just a strong connection to his ancestors.
(and the group is small because usually they take mates with their brothers and sisters -that's what they call the others in the group- to make sure that their children have a connection to their ancestors)

(And if comments are weird and dont line up with the chapter part, it's because the same story parts for the original chapters, well I'm editing those and writing on them again, so this would have been the original chapter 3)