Bluestars Prophecy! ~ PROLOUGE!

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ALLEGIANGES
THUNDERCLAN
LEADER
PINESTAR—red-brown tom with
green eyes
DEPUTY
SUNFALL—bright giner tom with
yellow eyes
MEDIGINE CAT
GOOSEFEATHER—speckled gray tom
with pale blue eyes
APPRENTICE, FEATHERWHISKER
(toms, and she-cats without kits)
STONEPELT—gray tom
STORMTAIL—blue-gray tom with
blue eyes
ADDERFANG—mottled brown tabby
tom with yellow eyes
TAWNYSPOTS—light gray tabby tom
with amber eyes
WARRIORS
SPARROWPELT—big, dark brown
tabby tom with yellow eyes
SMALLEAR—gray tom with very
small ears and amber eyes
APPRENTICE, WHITEPAW
THRUSHPELT—sandy-gray tom with
white flash on his chest and green
eyes
ROBINWING—small,
energetic
brown she-cat with ginger patch
on her chest and amber eyes
FUZZYPELT—black tom with fur that
stands on end and yellow eyes
WINDFLIGHT—gray tabby tom with
pale green eyes
APPRENTICE, DAPPLEPAW
SPECKLETAIL—pale tabby she-cat
with amber eyes
APPRENTICES
(more than six moons old, in
training to become warriors)
FEATHERWHISKER—pale silvery tom
with bright amber eyes, long
whiskers, sweeping, plumy tail;
apprentice to the medicine cat
DAPPLEPAW—tortoiseshell she-cat
with beautiful dappled coat
WHITEPAW—pale gray she-cat,
blind in one eye
QUEENS
(she-cats expecting or nursing
kits)
SWIFTBREEZE—tabby-and-white
she-cat with yellow eyes (mother
of Leopardkit, black she-cat with
green eyes, and Patchkit, black-
and-white tom with amber eyes)
MOONFLOWER—silver-gray she-cat
with pale yellow eyes (mother of
Bluekit, gray she-cat with blue
eyes, and Snowkit, white she-cat
with blue eyes)
POPPYDAWN—long-haired, dark red
she-cat with a bushy tail and
amber eyes
ELDERS
(former warriors and queens, now
retired)
WEEDWHISKER—pale orange tom
with yellow eyes
MUMBLEFOOT—brown tom, slightly
clumsy, with amber eyes
LARKSONG—tortoiseshell
she-cat
with pale green eyes
SHADOWCLAN
LEADER
CEDARSTAR—very dark gray tom with a
white belly
DEPUTY
STONETOOTH—gray tabby tom with long
teeth
MEDICINE
CAT
SAGEWHISKER—white she-cat with long
whiskers
WARRIORS
RAGGEDPELT—large, dark brown tabby
tom
FOXHEAR—bright ginger tom
CROWTAIL—black tabby she-cat
APPRENTICE, CLOUDPAW
BRACKENFOOT—pale ginger tom with
dark ginger legs
ARCHEYE—gray tabby tom with black
stripes and thick stripe over eye
HOLLYFLOWER—dark-gray-and-white
she-cat
QUEENS
FEATHERSTORM—brown tabby she-cat
POOLCLOUD—gray-and-white she-cat
ELDERS
LITTLEBIRD—small, ginger tabby she-
cat
LIZARDFANG—light brown tabby tom
with one hooked tooth
WINDCLAN
LEADER
HEATHERSTAR—pinkish-gray
she-cat
with blue eyes
DEPUTY
REEDFEATHER—light brown tabby tom
MEDICINE
CAT
HAWKHEART—mottled dark brown tom
with yellow eyes
DAWNSTRIPE—pale gold tabby with
creamy stripes
WARRIORS APPRENTICE, TALLPAW
REDCLAW—dark ginger tom
APPRENTICE, SHREWPAW
ELDERS
WHITEBERRY, pure white tom
RIVERCLAN
LEADER
HAILSTAR—thick-pelted gray tom
DEPUTY
SHELLHEART—dappled gray tom
MEDICINE
GAT
BRAMBLEBERRY—pretty white she-cat
with black spotted fur and blue eyes
WARRIORS
RIPPLECLAW—black-and-silver
tabby
tom
TIMBERFUR—brown tom
OWLFUR—brown-and-white tom
OTTERSPLASH—white-and-pale-ginger
she-cat
LILYSTEM—pale gray queen (mother to
QUEENS
Crookedkit and Oakkit)
FALLOWTAIL—light
brown
queen
(mother to Graykit and Willowkit)
ELDERS
TROUTCLAW—gray tabby tom
Map
PROLOGUE
Bluestar skidded to a halt at the top of the slope; the
stench of dogs hit her throat. Below, the ferns shook
as dark shapes swarmed through the gully.
Fireheart’s orange pelt flashed like flame through the
greenery. He was keeping a good distance between
himself and the pack, but the lead dog was breaking
away and closing fast on the ThunderClan deputy.
No! Not that one! You cannot use him as
prey!
Bluestar flung herself down the slope.
Gulping air, muscles burning, she weaved around the
trees, her paws skidding on the leafy forest floor. She
hurtled through a swath of ferns, running blind as the
leaves whipped her face. The gorge was close by.
She could hear the river crashing between the sheer
gray walls. Would Fireheart really be able to lure the
dog pack over the edge? What if the pack’s leader
caught him first?
She erupted from the bracken and
scrabbled to a stop in a clearing at the edge of the
cliff. Leaves sprayed into the chasm as her paws
slipped and slid.
Oh, StarClan, no!
Fireheart was dangling from the glistening
jaws of a huge dog. The ThunderClan deputy
struggled, spitting with fury. The dog shook him, its
eyes shining with triumph, but its clumsy paws were
skittering dangerously close to the edge of the gorge.
“I will not let you destroy my Clan!”
Bluestar roared. She flung herself at Fireheart’s
tormentor, slamming headfirst into its flank.
The dog dropped Fireheart and spun
around in surprise.
Bluestar crouched and unsheathed her
claws. Blood roared in her ears but she felt no fear.
She had not felt this alive for moons. She lashed out
at the dog’s muzzle, but her claws raked empty air.
The dog was sliding away from her! The ground
beneath its hind legs was crumbling. Shards of stone
showered down the steep face of the gorge as the
dog’s paws scrabbled to get a grip, but its blunt claws
were slithering on the leaf-strewn forest floor as its
haunches dragged its hind legs backward over the
cliff.
The pack thundered closer.
“Bluestar!” Fireheart warned.
But Bluestar didn’t take her eyes from the
pack leader. She was locked in its panicked gaze as
dogs began to crash through the bracken behind her.
The pack was upon them.
Bluestar dug her claws into the soft earth
as the air suddenly soured with fear. The lunging dogs
had seen the gorge, and their howls turned to yelps as
they skidded at its edge. Bluestar held her ground as
a desperate yowl echoed down the chasm. The first
dog had fallen. Its body thumped against the cliff, and
there was a moment of quiet before she heard it
splash into the roaring water below.
Bluestar narrowed her eyes, still fixed on
the pack leader. “You should never have threatened
ThunderClan!” she hissed.
Suddenly the dog stretched its head
forward and grasped her foreleg in its jaws. She felt
the ground slide beneath her as the dog dragged her
with it over the edge. Wind roared around her,
blasting her pelt as she fell. The river swirled and
foamed below. She scrabbled desperately against
the cold wet air and struggled free of the dog just a
moment before she hit the water.
The freezing river knocked the breath from
her body. Blind, she struggled against the current,
fighting her way toward air, her heart gripped by
panic. Goosefeather’s prophecy burned in her mind:
Water will destroy you.
Her thick fur, heavy with water, dragged
her down. The river tumbled all around her; she didn’t
know which way was up. Her lungs screamed for air.
Terror scorched through her. She was going to drown,
there in the foaming waters of the gorge.
Don’t give up! A meow sounded clear and
familiar through the roar of the water.
Oakheart?
The father of her kits was murmuring in
her ears: It’s like running through the forest. Let your
paws do the work. Raise your chin. Let the water
carry you up.
His voice seemed to lift her, calming her
panic, and she found that her paws were churning
steadily through the water. Her heart, tight with pain,
slowed as she strained to raise her chin, until at last
the wind whipped her face. Coughing and gagging,
she snatched a gulp of air.
That’s the way, Oakheart whispered in her
ear.
His voice sounded so gentle, so
welcoming. Perhaps she should just let the river
sweep her away into the softness of his fur.
Bluestar, swim! Head for the bank!
Oakheart’s mew was sharp now. Our kits are waiting.
Our kits! The thought of them hit her like a
lightning bolt.
You can’t leave them without saying
good-bye.
Energy surged through Bluestar, and she
began to fight once more. A dark shape buffeted her,
knocking her underwater again, but she struggled to
the surface, spluttering as water filled her mouth and
caught in her throat. The rolling body of a dog tumbled
past her and was swept downstream.
If a dog can’t fight this current, how can I?
The treetops blurred overhead as the river
swirled her along.
You can do it! Oakheart urged. Bluestar
churned at the water, but her exhausted legs felt like
sodden leaves, flailing uselessly.
Suddenly teeth grasped her scruff. Was
Oakheart going to drag her to safety? Bluestar
blinked water from her eyes long enough to glimpse
orange fur.
Fireheart!
The ThunderClan deputy had gotten hold
of her.
“Keep your head up!” he growled through
clenched jaws.
Bluestar tried to help him, but her pelt was
heavy and her paws were too tired to fight the weight
of water. Fireheart’s teeth tore at her scruff as the
water dragged her down.
Then another body brushed hers.
One of the dogs?
More teeth bit her scruff. Paws clutched at
her flanks, heaving her upward.
She felt the strong, gentle movement of
cats around her. Was StarClan carrying her to its
hunting grounds?
Barely conscious, she let herself be
dragged through the water until pebbles scraped her
flank and she felt solid earth beneath her. Paws and
teeth heaved her up the gritty shore and laid her on
soft grass. Her chest felt as if it were packed with
stones, making each breath a struggle. Her eyes
stung, too filled with water to see.
“Bluestar?”
She recognized the mew of Mistyfoot.
What about Stonefur? Is he here, too?
“We’re both here.” A strong paw pressed
against her flank.
Oakheart had been right. Their kits had
been waiting for her.
Bluestar fought to open her eyes. She
could just make out the shape of Stonefur. His wide
shoulders were silhouetted against the green canopy
of trees. So much like his father. Mistyfoot stood
beside him, her sodden pelt clinging to her frame.
Bluestar felt breath on her cheek.
“Is she okay?” came the voice of her
daughter.
Fireheart was leaning in. “Bluestar, it’s
Fireheart. You’re all right now. You’re safe.”
Bluestar hardly heard him. She was
gazing at her kits. “You saved me,” she murmured.
“Shhh. Don’t try to talk,” Mistyfoot urged.
But there’s so much to say! Bluestar
stretched her muzzle forward. “I want to tell you
something…. I want to ask you to forgive me for
sending you away.” As she coughed, water bubbled
at her lips, but she forced herself to keep going.
“Oakheart promised me Graypool would be a good
mother to you.”
“She was,” Stonefur meowed flatly.
Bluestar flinched. “I owe her so much.”
She wished she had more breath to explain.
“Oakheart, too, for mentoring you so well.” Why hadn’t
she found a way to tell them this before? “I watched
you as you grew up, and I saw how much you had to
give to the Clan who adopted you. If I had made a
different choice, you would have given all your
strength to ThunderClan.” She shuddered, struggling
for air. “Forgive me.”
She stared at her kits, and time seemed
to halt as she watched Mistyfoot and Stonefur
exchange an uncertain glance. Please forgive me.
“She suffered a lot of pain for her choice,”
Fireheart pleaded for her. “Please forgive her.”
Stop it! Forgiveness would mean nothing
if it had to be dragged from them. She willed
Fireheart to hold his tongue.
Mistyfoot bent her head and licked
Bluestar’s cheek. “We forgive you, Bluestar.”
“We forgive you,” Stonefur echoed.
Bluestar closed her eyes as her two kits
began to lap at her drenched pelt. It was the first time
she had shared tongues with them since the snowy
day she had left them with Oakheart.
There was no more need to cling to her
last life. Firestar would kindle a new flame and blaze
through the forest in her place. ThunderClan was safe.
She closed her eyes and gave way to dizzying
blackness.

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