Warriors: Book 1: Gust of Wind- Chapter 3/9
Title: Book 1: Gust of Wind
Chapter: Chapter 3- Ratwhisker
Rated: G
Genre: Adventure/Romance
Warinigs: OC/OC Slash
Summary: Whitekit is born pure white but over time a gray streak appears. As his family shuns him for being half-clan, the streak darkens. 'A white feather drifts until a harsh wind blows in toward the abyss.'
A/N: Completely and utterly new to this. XD I haven't really posted any stories here before. Gosh!
Homo Explosion
The above link is where this story was originally posted. This Book is not Beta'd.
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Book 1: Chapter 3: Ratwhisker
"Err..." Whiteapw shifted uncomfortably as the other cats stared at him.
"Do you tihnk it could mean something?" Kinkpelt spoke first.
Pineleaf stood and stretched. "Truth be told, I don't think I want to know."
Darkpaw snorted but otherwise stayed silent.
Brownblossom spoke up next. "Shouldn't we like... I don't know! Investigate this or something?"
"How exactly do you propose we do that?" Eagelwing growled.
Brownblossom narrowed her eyes at the angry tom. "What is with you?"
Eagelwing let out a snarl before turning and leaving the hollow. He didn't turn around when he shouted, "Move it, Whitepaw!"
Whitepaw jumped and with a glance at Darkpaw he ran after his fuming mentor.
As they passed the large stream, Whitepaw noticed that they were following a different path. "Um... Eagelwing? W-Where are we going?"
Eagelwing stayed silent and stiff as they turned onto a path that smelled strongly of twolegs. "Eagelwing?" Whitepaw tried but once again, Eagelwing stayed silent.
Whitepaw's ear twitched anxiously as he followed his mentor. Tonight had been very odd if you asked him. First he can't stop staring at Darkpaw; then everyone just had to dream of something white while he was left in darkness. How was that fair?
Even Brownblossom and Darkpaw dreamt of white! Whitepaw paused only a second and continued on his way. Why did everything he thought about somehow round back to Darkpaw? Whitepaw's eye twitched in confusion. Why was he so interested in the ShadowClan cat?
"Daydreaming leads to trouble." Eagelwing's voice broke through his musings. He stopped and looked up at the cat towering over him.
"Where are we, Eagelwing?" Whitepaw asked after a moment of hesitation. He looked around the clearing they stood in. Tall grasses waved in the night breeze. Silverpelt shown above them with bright approval.
"Do you remember your dream?" Eagelwing asked Whitepaw, watching his closely.
Whitepaw just nodded.
"Look closely then, Whitepaw."
Whitepaw looked around the clearing and felt a shiver run up his spine. This was the place that he had seen Eagelwing at. "This is..."
Eagelwing nodded. "This clearing is important to the history of WindClan. Long ago, a leader named Onestar led the clan into battle against ThunderClan. Onestar's deputy, Whitepebble, was not what he pretended to be. Whitepebble was power hungry. He had wanted power and he finally achieved that goal when Onestar lost his last life in that battle. Whitepebble became Whitestar and he ruled over WindClan with a stone-paw. He was a harsh and unforgiving leader. Then, a she-cat named Feathergrass and her mate, Nightblaze, decided that the other clans needed to help WindClan get rid of Whitestar. Feathergrass convinced her leader, Firestar, who ruled over ThunderClan, to help WindClan. Nightblaze, half ThunderClan and half RiverClan, convinced the water loving RiverClan cats to help as well. ShadowClan joined in soon after."
Whitepaw's tail twitched in excitement.
"The four clans fought against Whitestar and those loyal to him. The clans eventually achieved what was thought impossible; they had chased Whitestar and his followers out of clan territoy. But you see Whitepaw, they missed someone. A young tom by the name of Ratwhisker."
Whitepaw's nosed scrunched up. "Ratwhisker?"
Eaglewing nodded. "A young ShadowClan tom. The story goes that when Ratwhisker died he was reborn as a ThunderClan cat; and when he died once again as Ratwhisker he moved on to RiverClan, than WindClan. You see Whitepaw, he was always reborn when no other cat knew him. Once the last of his past age died, he returned again to seek revenge for his outcast leader."
Whitepaw felt a shiver go up his spine. "R-Really?"
Eaglewing just tilted his head. "He is back once again, Whitepaw. You must understand, StarClan says this has never happened before."
"What hasn't happened before?
"Ratwhisker has never been reborn when a cat with white in his or her name has been alive. This is the first occurence in around, more than 500 moons."
Whitepaw blanched. More that 500 moons?
"So you see Whitepaw, this is what worries me. Ratwhisker is alive and more powerful than he has ever been. Once he learns that a cat with the name Whitepaw is around, he will stop at nothing to grab him or her."
"How do you know so much, Eaglewing?"
Eagelwing face darkened. "They say StarClan chooses certain cats to be reborn."
Whitepaw's eyes widened. Did he mean...?
Eagelwing turned from him and walked toward the direction they had come from. "Let's go, Whitepaw. It's nearly almost sun high."
Whitepaw shook his fur and stood to follow his mentor, his mind racing.
Whitepaw stared at Cloverpaw with distaste. Her head was held high and she had her nose so high up in the air that it almost reached the sun.
Hailstar stood on top of Tallrock. His shoulder bunched up in tension. " I, Hailstar, leader of WindClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on thess apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as warriors in thier turn."
"Yewpaw and Cloverpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your lives?"
Clovepaw, if possible, held her head higher. "I do."
Yewpaw looked at ease and oozed confidence, but his eyes showed he was anxious and troubled on the inside. "I d-do."
Hailstar nodded at the two cats. "Then by the power of StarClan, I give you your warriors names. Cloverpaw, from this moment you will be known as Cloverstone. StarClan honors your loyalty and energy, and we wecome you as a full warrior of WindClan." Hailstar jumped down from Tallrock and layed his head on top of Cloverstone's and let her lick his shoulder before he backed away and turned to Yewpaw.
"Yewpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Yewfrost. StarClan honors your intelligence and spirit, and we welcome you as a full warrior of WindClan!" Yewpaw repeated Cloverstone's preformance and licked his leader's shoulder before steppign away, all the anxiousness and trouble had left his eyes. They now shined with pride and enthusiasm.
"Cloverstone! Yewfrost! Cloverstone! Yewfrost!" He could hear Redstorm's voice mixed in with the other clan cats. He turned around and spotted her by the nursery, laying next to Icepool. He smiled at her and nodded when she smiled back.
He turned just in time to see Yewfrost jump on top of him. "Whitepaw!"
Whitepaw let out a squeak and coughed when he fell to the ground, the air knocked out of him. "H-Hello to you too, Yewfrost."
Yewfrost grinned down at him. "Can you believe it? I'm finally a warrior! I get to go to my first gathering as a warriros tomorrow! Are you going?"
Whitepaw huffed and tried to push Yewfrost off of him. "Need air..."
Yewfrost's eyes widened before he jumped off the medicine cat appretice and stared at him expectantly. "Well?
Whitepaw rolled his eyes. "Yes, I'm going."
Yewfrost hopped in excitement. "That is so co-"
"You are no longer an apprentice, Yewfrost. You are a warrior! Start acting like one!"
Yewfrost and Whitepaw spun around to see a snarling Blackcreek.
"Y-Yes, Blackcreek." Yewfrost choked out.
Blackcreek huffed and stared down at Whitepaw.
Noticing the attention he was getting, Whitepaw shifted uncomfortibly and looked at his paws instead of meeting Blackcreek's eyes.
Blackcreek let out a small growl before spinning around and stocking off toward the warrior's den. "You need to sit silent vigil!" he yelled without turning around. He disappeared into the den.
Whitepaw's ear twitched. Most WindClan cats prefered to sleep out in the open but not Blackcreek. He hated it, he proclaimed. Whitepaw shook his fur and turned back to Yewfrost who was still staring wide eyed into the direction Blackcreek had gone.
"Yewfrost?"
Yewfrost jumped and glanced at Whitepaw. He put on a small smiled and said, "I'm fine. Still not use to him not being my mentor anymore, I mean, I just had my ceremnoy, you know?"
Whitepaw nodded but really he didn't know. He had just become an apprentice half a moon ago. A medicine cat apprentice no less, not a normal one.
Yewfrost let his small smile to into a full out grin. "I better go. Looks like it's time for me to start my vigil."
Whitepaw nodded and watched Yewfrost as he padded away.
Whitepaw couldn't help but gape as he stared at all of the cats on the island. They had made the journey to the gathering as the sun was setting and they had arrived when Silverpelt was just starting to shine.
Whitepaw had almost fallen into the lake bellow while climbing across the log had Snowdrop not saved him.
He looked around and sniffed. The different clan smells were rolled together and became one as the differet clan cats sat and talked gossip and shared tounges.
"Hello."
Whitepaw spun around to stare at golden brown tom with sharp blue eyes. "H-Hi." he muttered out.
"You're Whitepaw, right? Eaglewing's new apprentice?"
Whiteoaw only nodded, He had thought Darkpaw's eyes were fiery. This tom's eyes were ablaze, magnificent, dare he say it, pretty. "That's right."
The tom smiled at him. "It's nice meeting you. I'm L-"
"Lightningstar! The gathering is about to begin!" an annoyed looking brown she-cat yowled.
Whitepaw stared transfixed at the cat before him. A leader? Lightningstar? A leader was talking to him?
Lightningstar gave Whitepaw an apologetic look before padding over to the she-cat. "Coming Mousenose."
Lightningstar jumped up onto a lower branch of a large tree and the gathering began.