A large blue-gray tom with light gray spots leaped up on to the Silverstone. "Attention all cats of MoonClan!" His voice rang through the entire camp. Cats started making their way out of their respective dens, mumbling amongst themselves. "What does he want..?" "We just woke up..." "Cmon, we gotta get over there!"
Once everyone had gathered the tom looked down at them, his face serious. "We lost our leader Glimmerstar two sunrises ago. We need a new leader before we lose another one of our own cats." Suddenly Milkpaw spoke up. "Noone here has taken on an apprentice but her, Rivercloud. She trained me, and Honeypaw's still waiting for a mentor after the same thing happened to hers!"
"I know this, Milkpaw, and your knowledge of the Code says a lot about your leadership qualities, but if we don't do this the Clan will be destroyed," Rivercloud said back, a hint of anger appearing in his voice. Milkpaw quickly shot a retort back. "What part of the code says I can't be the leader?" "You have to be a warrior first, Milkpaw, and you are much too young for this." This shut the white tom up, as his sister put a paw on his shoulder. A silver tabby, about the same size as Rivercloud, spoke up. "What are we going to do? Milkpaw is one of our best bets... he was trained by the leader herself." "Your argument is good, Frozenstream... and that is why I want to make you a leader." The she-cat gasped as all eyes turned onto her.
"Everyone... cheer for your new leader." All the cats started to chant, going towards Frozenstream to congratulate her. She smiled, still a bit in shock. Milkpaw watched from farther away, his eyes glaring towards Rivercloud before he went back into the apprentice den, growling to himself.
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The Tables have Turned (Warrior Cats)
FantasyWarriors is owned by the Erin Hunter group. The cats and any Clans mentioned here are meant to be created by me. Any relations to cats owned by others are pure coincidence. The Clans are being attacked by a deadly cat that haunts dreams, appearing b...
