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Chapter One





            WillowStar looked around the clearing as AshyFrost and BlackWhisper raced

into camp.

              “WillowStar! It’s BlossomFire! She’s dead!” AshyFrost called,

BlossomFire’s body being pulled behind her.

  “Bl-BlossomFire?” WillowStar gulped, not willing to believe her deputy was

dead. The deputy had been her sister. WillowStar had hoped that one day,

BlossomFire would take her place as BlossomStar, but she would never get her

wish…

“I-I’m so sorry…it was BrownClaw…he-he-“AshyFrost was cut off, because

WillowStar’s voice grew cold and angry.

                “I don’t care who did it! I care that my sister is dead!” She

hissed, her sister’s death looked brutal, which made WillowStar even colder.                  “WillowStar…” Started BlackWhisper.

                “What do you want, you disrespectful kit?” Hissed WillowStar.                          BlackWhisper’s head was dipped low in sadness, as she said,

“You must choose a new deputy before moonhigh, WillowStar…

                “I know that I thought you wanted something important!” She

hissed, not realizing how brutal she was being…maybe as brutal as her sister’s

death…she shivered.

                BlackWhisper and AshyFrost walked away, leaving BlossomFire’s

dead body in front of WillowStar. Tears filled her eyes as she buried her muzzle

into her dead sister’s fur.

                Hours later, what seemed like moments, AshyFrost walked up to WillowStar.

                “WillowStar, it is almost moonhigh. You must choose.” AshyFrost told WillowStar.

         “Yes, I know, young warrior.” WillowStar looked down at the frosty sand. Grey ash-looking specks covered it. AshyFrost… WillowStar thought.

         She jumped onto the Highrock. “Let’s all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here underneath the Highrock for a clan meeting!”

         From Kits to Elders, all gathered.

         “It is time to name a new deputy! This she-cat is a loyal, intelligent, and sophisticated cat!” She stated clearly, “I say these words before the body of BlossomFire, so StarClan may hear and approve my choice. AshyFrost will be the new deputy of ThunderClan!”

         “AshyFrost, AshyFrost!” Everyone called loudly. FeatherDawn’s fur was bristling, because she wasn’t the new deputy. Her mate, RoundWing, came up and talked to her, her fur started to lay flat again.

         “I must thank you all, and of course, StarClan, for this great honor. I have served my clan for seasons upon seasons. From now on, I shall be serving you as your deputy. Now for a hunting patrol, BlackWhisper, GorseWind, RosePetal, FeatherDawn and OnePaw, you go, and another hunting patrol, BayWind, BlessedHeart, GoldenFire, TreeClaw, StormCloud and RestPaw may go on the second one…BayWind and RosePetal will lead a patrol. Now for the border patrols…RunningWind, RockPelt, GingerFur, DeathLeaf, LeafPaw, GrassPaw, and JuniperPaw go on one patrol…DeathLeaf you lead…For the second one…BlueberryBrush, LavenderFlower, FireHeart, GriefPaw, LovePaw, KissPaw go on the second.” AshyFrost finished.

         The patrols that were called left camp and went into the forest, leaving GoldRain, LilacSky, FernClaw, RasberryLeaf, RagwortPaw, RaggedEye, and TetherPaw.

         A few hours later, the patrols came back with prey and good news. WillowStar jumped onto Highrock.

         “All who are old enough to catch their own prey gather here under the Highrock for a clan meeting!”

         Every cat gathered as WillowStar called out names,

         “GriefPaw, LovePaw, KissPaw, RestPaw, LeafPaw, GrassPaw and JuniperPaw please step forward!”

         All the apprentices stepped forward, like a line of apprentices.

         “Do you all promise to care and protect your clan, even with your life?” She asked.

         “I do.” The apprentices echoed each other.

         “Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior names, from this  moment on, GriefPaw, LovePaw, KissPaw, RestPaw, LeafPaw, GrassPaw and JuniperPaw shall be known as GriefTear, LoveHeart, KissHeart, RestWind, LeafRose, GrassPelt, and JuniperBranch!” Called WillowStar.

         “GriefTear, LoveHeart, KissHeart, RestWind, LeafRose, GrassPelt, and JuniperBranch!” Everyone called.

                   LeafRose looked at RestWind and started talking with him, LoveHeart looked shyly at JuniperBranch, who was looking at her.

                   CinderPetal, JuniperBranch’s mom, smiled at him. GreyStripe, JuniperBranch’s grandfather smiled at him from the elders’ den. ShadowStream looked at her grandson proudly.

                   “I’m so proud of you JuniperBranch!” CinderPetal nuzzled her fully grown kit.

                   “Mom, not in front of LoveHeart!” He whispered to her.

                   CinderPetal just smiled, shaking her head. WillowStar looked down on her father, GorseWind, came up to her.

                   “I think it is time I retired and moved into the elders’ den.” His old voice told her, his eyes looked out of camp, towards ShootingStar’s burial ground.

                   “Yes, of course, father.” She replied.



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                   JuniperBranch went over to LoveHeart.

                   “Hi, LoveHeart.” He said, nervously.

                   “Hi.” She smiled at him. She saw his face and suddenly was worried, “What’s wrong?”

                   “N-nothing.” He stuttered.

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