Warriors: Rising Storm

Dashfang ran to Sunstar’s den, and told her who she wanted as Diamondkit’s and Silverkit’s mentors. “I thought of Boltstripe as Diamondkit’s mentor and Soarwing as Silverkit’s mentor,” she meowed, and Sunstar nodded.

“We’ll hold a ceremony at dusk,” she meowed, and she curled up so she could touch her tail to her nose.

Dashfang nodded, and flew outside. She finally found the dusk patrol walking in. She had doubled the patrols so that if any one finds Setclaw, they can come back and tell her right away. She ran to them, and went to Lightningstorm, who was leading them. “We could scent Skypaw’s path at Twoleg place,” he mewed, and Dashfang nodded.

Sunstar called the clan for a meeting, and Dashfang sat on the rock next to her.  “Diamondkit, Silverkit, step up here. Diamondkit and Silverkit have reached the age of six moons!” she yowled loudly. “Diamondkit, from this day on, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Diamondpaw! Your mentor will be Boltstripe.” She stopped for a second for Boltstripe to step up. Diamondpaw looked surprised to be mentored by the cat that tried to kill her leader. “Boltstripe, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You gave excellent training to Daringtail, and you have shown yourself to be agile and alert. You will be the mentor of Diamondpaw, and I expect you to pass on all you know to Diamondpaw,” she finished, and Boltstripe flew down to Diamondpaw.

She touched noses to her new apprentice, and Sunstar went on. “Silverkit, from this day forward you will be known as Silverpaw. Your mentor will be Soarwing. I hope Soarwing will pass down all she knows on to you.” Soarwing leapt up to her, and touched his nose to hers.

Dashfang heard the clan yowl, “Diamondpaw! Silverpaw!” repeatedly, and they heard a yowl from Strongnose.

Everyone knew he could smell trouble, but when they all turned, they just smelled a horrible Twoleg stench. Then they saw Skypaw jump out of the brambles, holding only one vole. Dashfang ran up to her, hot with embarrassments. “Skypaw,” she whispered. “What have you been doing? You smell like a kitty-pet!” she growled, not trying to sound as mean as she did.

“I was just hunting,” she meowed, and Dashfang pushed her into the apprentice den where no one was. “I was hunting! What’s wrong with that!” she growled, and Dashfang sighed.

“Look, you can’t just go out hunting without a warrior around,” she meowed. “I didn’t see you bring in that bird yesterday or this morning!” She sighed again when Skypaw just sat down, and put her tail on her face.

Dashfang walked out of her den, and started to appoint the dawn patrol. It included Boltstripe, Daringtail, Soarwing, and Lightningstorm. She finally got to get into her nest, and curled up. She thought about Applefur and Copperpelt. She finally got to sleep, and dreamed.

She looked around, and she saw Applefur. Where was Rareleaf? Then she stepped next to her, but faded. She ran to Applefur, thinking she would give her answers, but as she ran, she was stopped by Skypaw. She growled and kept running to Applefur. She was then stopped by Sunstar and Daringtail. She ran as fast as she could, but the LightningClan cats kept stopping her. She woke up, and looked around. What could the dream mean? She shook her head, and went back to sleep.

Dashfang woke again when she heard Sunstar calling her from outside the warriors den. Soarwing yawned. “Yeah, I think Sunstar needs you,” he said sarcastically. She stretched and yawned.

She ran into Sunstar’s den, and nodded to her leader. “Good morning, Dashfang,” she meowed. “I want you to go to Moonstone with me to share dreams with LunarClan.” She looked at Dashfang, and she nodded.

“Do you want anyone else to come?” asked Dashfang, and Sunstar shook her head.

“No, no,” she meowed. “Just you and me.” They ran to Spitfire for traveling herbs. Browniefur gave Dashfang hers, and Spitfire gave them to Sunstar.

The taste stuck to Dashfang’s tongue, and she knew she couldn't get it off until after the trip. Her eyes fell on Sunstar who was just getting ready to leave. Then Skypaw jumped up to them, and smiled. “Can I come too!” she yowled, and Dashfang looked at her sternly.

“No,” she meowed, and she looked at Fleetingwind. “Go with Fleetingwind, and get that bird.” She was about to leap off with Sunstar when Skypaw spoke up.

“But that things probably already rotted,” she meowed. “Just like our old leader.”

Dashfang flinched, and she looked at Skypaw. “That is enough! You are not going to the Gathering this time. You’ll have to shape up that attitude if you want to go!” she growled, and she flew after Sunstar. They finally reached BreezeClan territory where Moonstone sat. She looked around, and she could smell BreezeClan cats near. “Sunstar, are you sure you really need to talk to LunarClan?” she asked, and Sunstar turned to her sternly.

“Are you questioning your leader?” she growled, and Dashfang ducked down.

“No, but I smell Breeze. . .”

“Oh who cares,” she meowed, and she kept flying.

Dashfang felt strange that her leader didn’t listen to her. She looked around, and she saw the Everfree fading away.  They saw Fourtrees, where only few trees gathered around. They turned and Sunstar jumped onto Great Rock. Dashfang heard a rustling in the leaves. She turned, and started to back away. Then Flamefur and Junebug jump out of the leaves. Dashfang was staring at them. “What are you doing in BreezeClan territory?” asked Flamefur.

“We are passing through to go to Moonstone,” growled Sunstar. “We are passing peacefully.”

“No you’re not!” growled Flamefur, and when Sunstar was about to jump down, Dashfang jumped in front of her and shook her head.

“No, Dashfang,” she meowed, and Dashfang felt a wave of fear flood her body. “We are going to fight!”