I am so excited about this technique! Having so much fun with my #rosestar die from @sizzix_quilting and my @island_batik fabric. @kitty_nom brought me some flowers and put it in my @berninausa Cup. #perfectday #epp #berninalove
Icepaw moved her tail over Coldkit’s face as he let
out a mew, “What happened! You said you were going to tell me what happened at
“Oh nothing really, Coldkit, it was just some boring
meeting.” Icepaw lied.
“That’s not true! I hear that something happened!” He
pressed his paw over her tail and looked at her with narrowed eyes.
“Mouse brain, you’re not ready for the gathering
stories yet, I’d rather save your breath than tell you what WindClan did.”
Coldkit perked his ears, “So something did happen!
Icepaw, I’m almost five moons old now, I’m not that young! Tell me what
“Ok, ok, save your prey. Well, it started out great
and the Clan leaders were addressing what news they brought from their lives,
well, when Tawnystar of WindClan spoke. She said that ShadowClan had stolen
prey from their land, Rosestar objected and then the Clan leaders broke out into
an argument. Bramblestar and Lakestar, of RiverClan, tried to defend the
ShadowClan leader but Tawnystar just wasn’t willing to listen. So, with that,
she sprang out at Rosestar and killed her.” Icepaw explained.
“But, isn’t that against the gathering rules and
She nodded, “Now all I know is that Tawnystar could
have either taken her one life or the last life of Rosestar.”
She looked at him with sorrow, “ShadowClan is very tin
too, their prey is scarce and their looking bad. But I don’t think that they
would steal prey from another Clan, I could be wrong though. I’ve only been an
apprentice for three days now.”
A gray she-cat with white spots called to the young
kit, it was Grayfeather, and Coldkit looked at her and sighed. “I’m coming;
I’ll see you later, Icepaw.”
Icepaw watched after him as was left alone in the
clearing of the camp, her only friend would soon be an apprentice with her.
Coldkit often talked about what a great warrior he would be to ThunderClan, he
wanted to become leader of his Clan, however he was not Clan-born, like her,
Coldkit came from another life. She didn’t know her father or mother; she
wished she had so she could be able to know what they were like. Coldkit seemed
to be the only cat that liked her other than the warriors and elders, the other
apprentices and kits seemed to like neither her nor Coldkit. She missed her
friend; they grew up together in the nursery.
“Icepaw,” a voice called from the medicine cat’s den.
Icepaw looked toward the medicine cat, Herbnose, and
raced toward him. “What is it?”
“Can you help me with getting these herbs to
Nightfrost? She’s very sick and I’m not sure if she will be able to make it
through this upcoming leaf bare,” the black tom explained.
She nodded and grabbed a mouth full of herbs before
retrieving into the den; Nightfrost was sitting in her nest, breathing heavily.
She dropped the herbs and looked at the medicine cat
with worry, “What’s wrong with her?”
“I’ve just got a slight cold, little one, nothing
serious,” the she-cat mewed in a rusty tone.
“A slight cold that could get worse and turn into
white cough, what am I supposed to do when you go to hunt with StarClan? None
of these kits show interest in becoming medicine cat and I’m almost as old as
you!” Herbnose began to push some herbs toward the former medicine cat.
“Oh don’t say that, Icepaw is here isn’t she?”
“She’s an apprentice yes, but not a medicine cat
Nightfrost sighed, “Kits these days, they only wish to
become the greatest warrior for ThunderClan.”
Herbnose sighed, “I’m afraid that is true.”
“Grayfeather and Goosefur have kits, maybe one of them
might become your apprentice,” Icepaw suggested.
“It’s not that simple, Icepaw,” Herbnose looked at
She looked at the medicine cat with concern then
looked away, “I have to go now.”
“Wait!” Nightfrost put her paw on Icepaw’s, “A cat
with a great secret will fall into the paws of StarClan, and I know that this
prophecy is of you.”
“But what about Coldkit? He has a great secret too,”
“Coldkit came from a kittypet life, his mother came to
drop him off and asked to take care of him, she didn’t want her son to grow up
living a soft life. You, however, we don’t know where you come from,” the black
medicine cat explained, “your birth place is only known to Bramblestar. He
knows where you come from, if you wish to know where you really are from, you
should ask him.”
Icepaw stared at the medicine cat, what life did I have before? ThunderClan is
the only place I’ve ever known, how can I be from another Clan or life? What if
– “What if I come from the same life as Coldkit?”
“No,” Herbnose shook his head, “you came from someplace
else, and the scent left on you was neither of twoleg nor Clan.”
Icepaw looked away from the two medicine cats; she
didn’t understand why she was being told this now when she could have just
grown up a normal life. She walked out of the den with her ears flat and her
head low, why couldn’t I just grow up
living a normal life? Why was I abandoned? Didn’t my mother and father love me?
She shook her head and looked up to find Bramblestar;
she padded toward the leader’s den. Icepaw stopped, as she edged nearer the
Clan leader’s den, a black cat stood staring at her. The tom stood in the
middle of the clearing with his icy, cold stare narrowed. She stared at him, why are you here again? Who are you?