Warriors: Everfree of Secrets

When Sunstar told Dashfang, she was shocked. “But, who was their father?” she asked.

Sunstar sighed. She looked at Dashfang, her eyes cold. “Fleurheart was their father,” she explained. She then turned and coughed a little bit. “I, I had to give them to LakeClan to become deputy. It’s the clan before family, right?” She looked so, unsure.

Dashfang nodded, even though she didn’t really agree. She turned out of the den, and went to the nursery where Copperpelt was licking his kits. Pinkiefur was happily suckling them, and her smile turned to a frown when she saw Dashfang.

“Hi, Dashfang,” she meowed. She licked the kits, and she looked at Dashfang. “Do you want to say hi to the kits?” she asked, and Dashfang smiled.

“Hello, little kits,” she meowed. She looked at the little brown one and it turned to face her.

Her little mouth opened to yawn, and she made a little “Meep,” sound. Dashfang smiled, and she looked at the two little kits.

“C’mon, Copperpelt, we should leave,” she meowed. She then noticed that Cheertail was suckling Setclaw’s kits, Shimmerkit and Flashkit.

She took the thought out of her head, and led Copperpelt out of the den.

She saw the cats staring at him with hostility, and they went into the warriors den. Lightningstorm was acting like he did when they were apprentices. “You may sleep where ever you want,” he said to Dashfang. “Just keep him away from me!”

Copperpelt sighed. Surely he knew that this wasn't his clan. They slept until dawn, and they left to tell LakeClan the news. “Are you sure you don’t want to come?” Dashfang asked.

Copperpelt shook his head. “I feel more welcomed here than I would there,” he meowed, and he laid his head down onto his paw.

She leapt quickly through the forest, and got to the lake. It was calmer than it was during the thaw, but it still clashed against the rocks. She finally reached LakeClan territory, and she went to Orangemist. “I wanted to tell you this first,” she mewed, “Since you were close to her.”

Orangemist’s ears fell. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

Dashfang looked at her paws. “Applefur died while giving birth to Copperpelt’s kits!” she yowled.

The whole clan heard it! Bluestar ran out of his den, and Dashfang told him everything. He nodded and sent her off.

When she got home, she saw Copperpelt in the nursery again, playing with the kits. All the queens were fine with it, except Setclaw.

She saw Cloudystorm in the nursery. “Whose kits are you having?” she asked.

“Soarwing’s,” she meowed, and she looked at Copperpelt. “Poor tom, he must be so sad.”

“All cats old enough to catch their own prey please come to Castle Rock,” yowled Sunstar.

The cats circled around the Castle Rock, and she continued.

“Skykit, you have reached the age of six moons, and it is time for you to be apprenticed,” she meowed. “From this day forward, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Skypaw! Your mentor will be Dashfang. I hope Dashfang will pass down all she knows on to you,” she finished.

Skypaw looked so proud on Castle Rock. Her chest was puffed out, and her eyes were content. Dashfang came up and touched noses with her new apprentice, and they went to the apprentice den immediately.