*Running with the Flood* A Warrior Cat RP~Open~

[LoveMyChickenBabies]

“I don’t feel like it,” she muttered truthfully, embarrassed.

"But you are." She insisted.

 

[ladybugchickenfarms]

"But you are." She insisted.

“How? I wasn’t born different from anyone else. Not like Snowpaw, with her power, or Sunstrike and Lilyflight, part of that prophecy, or Thistlefern and Rainbird...”

 

[LoveMyChickenBabies]

“How? I wasn’t born different from anyone else. Not like Snowpaw, with her power, or Sunstrike and Lilyflight, part of that prophecy, or Thistlefern and Rainbird...”

"Yes, you were." She then calmly explained about the original prophecy, where she was called The One of The Flood.

 

[ladybugchickenfarms]

"Yes, you were." She then calmly explained about the original prophecy, where she was called The One of The Flood.

Her eyes widened. “I’m part of a prophecy?”

 

[LoveMyChickenBabies]

Her eyes widened. “I’m part of a prophecy?”

"Yes. We've known since you were a tiny kit, still suckling form your mothers stomach."

 

[ladybugchickenfarms]

"Yes. We've known since you were a tiny kit, still suckling form your mothers stomach."

“Geez. And I thought I knew everything that went on around here.”

 

[LoveMyChickenBabies]

“Geez. And I thought I knew everything that went on around here.”

She laughed. "There's some things we had to keep from you when you were younger."

 

[ladybugchickenfarms]

She laughed. "There's some things we had to keep from you when you were younger."

She nodded absently. “How do you think the sick cats are doing?” she asked suddenly.

 

[LoveMyChickenBabies]

She nodded absently. “How do you think the sick cats are doing?” she asked suddenly.

"Rosepaw is in the early stages of it, so he'll be fine. As for Bramblestar..." Her voice trailed off, not wanting to finish her thought

 

[ladybugchickenfarms]

"Rosepaw is in the early stages of it, so he'll be fine. As for Bramblestar..." Her voice trailed off, not wanting to finish her thought

“I really hope the ShadowClan medicine cat can find that flower,” she whispered, knowing what Owlherb wasn’t saying out loud.
(What’s the medicine cat’s name again?)