Batpaw knee what this was, a disease that threatened every cat. He had to do his job soon. Or the clan would fall. And then it would be over for now, before the Dark Forest returned.
Sol watched the puny cardboard below him, yes, yes! Finally! When he dies I can
“He will not fall for anything. Something else will overtake him.” Suddenly wretched snarling filled the den as a fox tramped in. It was I afraid and showed no I sign of aggression to the cats on its back. It struck out a blow on Bramblestar as his mouth dropped worh the foam. Batpaw life’s...
“Something will come, a terrible thing with the power to destroy, all that is good. We ha-have to kill Bramblestar but not fully. Just one life. A terrible thing will overtake him and cause great sorrow.” He sighed and shifted away from Rainbird, knowing she was close to that cat.
Featherpool suddenly snarled in pure rage and whipped her claws on her insolent face. “Starclan has chosen to speak through you! Obey our wishes!”
Fallingrain shook his head, “It’s no trouble. Are you and Fogblaze close?”
Moonpaw slept softly and pressed to Oakpaw.
Batpaw sighed and curled into a nest, inviting Rainbird. “Rainy, I’m not sure. It’s so hard. Floodpaw and I... we have to do something... we have to kill someone...” Unwilling to tell her who, he kept his muzzle shut.
Featherpool growled and jumped out in front of her. “I don’t have time for this! I have so little chance to be here. My daughter Silverwing MUST come to the Moondip tonight and become a medicine cat.”
Fallingrain blinked, “Oh, that’s so sad. You could use a friend. I honestly avoid most cats to.”
Featherpool slipped out of Starclan and stopped in front of Canopypaw. There was no doubt she could see right through him. “Stop!”
Fallingrain shuffled his paws, “Did I scare you? Sorry, I’m just bored.”