Chapter 23 - Wakefulness

Allegiances

Remnants of ThunderClan:

Leader: Downystar: a handsome black-and-white tom

Deputy: Gorsepelt- wise black tom; sturdy and thickset

Owlpaw- An ivory tom with glassy blue eyes

Medicine Cat: Bladestorm- a young golden tom

Warriors:

Crippledjaw-a white, strained she-cat whose back has a cripple, only Crippledjaw also suffers from a permanently dislocated jaw

Crimsongale-a deep orange tom with piercing aqua eyes; only has one ear due to battle

Tenorvoice- A large and sturdy white tom with equally white eyes.

Smokeypaw- A large, smokey black tom with fierce storm-gray eyes

Queens:

Gloryheart- A pretty roan she-cat, white paws.

Gloryhearts Kits: Dapplekit

Truekit

Wolfkit

. Elders-

Embersnout-a once-handsome, old but experienced ginger tom

ShadowClan

Leader: Ragingstar-rusty coloured tom with a sixth claw on each paw

Deputy: Boldstripe- A she-cat on the edge of retirement to the Elders; completely black pelt with one white, splotchy stripe going down her back

Danglepaw-Boldstripe's apprentice; a large gray pelted tom

Medicine Cat: Taintedheart-a tortoiseshell she-cat with a large scar across her belly. Long scars go from her temple to shoulders

Warriors-

Redfur- A small amber tom with yellow paws, blue eyes

Daisypelt-a beautiful she-cat with strong and muscular paws

Lilypaw- A gorgeous yellow tabby she-cat with white socks, golden eyes

Frisklegs- a black cat with white ears and white on the tail

Redpaw-Friskleg's apprentice; a small, bright roan tom with yellow paws

Smalleye- A ginger tom with long dangerous claws. Enormous paws on sturdy legs. Tiny eyes, hence the name

Pouncepelt- a sleek, brown tom with large hind legs

Everpaw- A dark brown she-cat with a tan hue on her face. Amber eyes

Whitefoot- a black senior warrior tom with completely white paws

Emberpaw- a tom with a black pelt, and his right foreleg engulfed in a fiery-looking auburn sock. Golden eyes

Scringeclaw-a large tom with gnarled claws and a twisted leg

Apprentices:

Lilypaw- A gorgeous yellow tabby she-cat with white socks, golden eyes

Everpaw- A dark brown she-cat with a tan hue on her face. Amber eyes

Emberpaw-a tom with a black pelt, and his right foreleg engulfed in a fiery-looking auburn sock. Golden eyes

Danglepaw-a large gray pelted tom

Queens:

Elders:

Soilear-a pale nutmeg coloured she-cat with twin tabby ears

Drowzytail-a black tom with a tail that seems broken

Frownface-a white she-cat with blue eyes, she is deaf

AzureClan-

Leader: Azurestar- a shiny, blue-gray pelted tomcat, with black ears

Starguards-

Tiptail

Ripclaw

Blinkpaw

Deputy: Tiptail- a gaunt, black tom with part of his tail missing

Claypaw-a sturdy black tom with one white paw

Medicine Cat: Fuzzpelt- a golden she-cat

Warriors:

Ripclaw- a large tortoiseshell tom

Blinkpaw-a shy and generous white she-cat with two black paws

Queens:

Elders:



WildClan-

Leader: Wildstar- a white, once wise and generous tomcat whose name is the opposite of his calmness

Starguards-

Foresttail

Demonwing

Redspeck

Deputy: Foresttail- a young orange tom

Medicine Cat: Rabbitleaf- a quick-witted, old golden furred cat, forest green eyes

Warriors:

Redspeck- a roan tom

Caimanclaw-a young but determined black warrior

Demonwing-a gorgeous silver tom with darker speckles

Queens:

Elders:









EagleClan



Leader- Eaglestar- a large ginger tom with large, jet black paws. He certainly lives up to his name

Starguards-

Manglepelt

Crowdance

Deputy- Manglepelt-a gray and blue mottled furred she-cat; her body is permanently cracked to one side

Medicine Cat-

Warriors-

Cattail- wise and young she-cat tortoiseshell with a dark brown colour on the end of her tail

Crowdance-a large, sleek, shiny black tom whose fur glows like a crow's

Glasseyes-A small and adventurous she-cat; black and brown









Chapter 23: Wakefulness





Two angered kits, each the opposite of one anothers colour, sat confused and bedraggled, snorting and huffing to themselves on why Wolfkit had to go and get himself lost, right when they were about to be apprenticed. It was past the moment when they had been promised, and waiting for a minute seemed like an eternity.

Not realizing the actual terror and danger that was flowing throughout many worried ShadowClan and ThunderClan cats right now, they just sat, murmuring to themselves on how bad their life was.

Suddenly, fleeting through the camp was a large, ivory tom with glassy white eyes to match, looking like thin globules of clear water.

They were both wide with apprehension, and in his mouth was a young, blue and gray ball of fur that was hanging from his mouth by its scruff, not moving.

A fitful wail resounded about the entire forest as a large queen came forwards, stumbling over her own footpaws, to see this little kit dangling there. Her legs underneath her bucked, and she collapsed to the forest floor, looking up almost unseeingly.

Wolfkit& she breathed, barely able to summon up the energy to speak. Placing the kit gently, kindly between her forepaws, the carrier of the kit, Tenorvoice, mewed softly, It is okay now, Gloryheart. Wolfkit has gone to join StarClan, up in the sky, free.

The Medicine Cat, Bladestorm, strolled forth sorrowfully, mewing to himself, Another kit dead& No&

Asking to take Wolfkits limp body to investigate further, the rattled queen nodded pitifully and turned away, blocking her other two kits, Dapplekit and Truekit, from the view.

A shocked yowl became a mew of joy, and as all of the clan, who had been encircling Gloryheart to speak their apologies, spun around to see Bladestorm standing above the dead kit, he shouted out, Wolfkit is alive!

Gloryheart just lay there, almost disbelieving, as her kits climbed over her and the other cats ran around her to gather about the helpless kit. Finally gaining the ability to stand, she silently walked over, halting at the body of her unmoving kit, and mewed sternly to the Medicine Cat, You are wrong, Bladestorm, he is gone.

No, Gloryheart, look- he nuzzled the kit, and Wolfkit shifted uncomfortably, letting out a squeal.





As the two kits, six moons old, followed the motion of all the cats, they both sniffed reluctantly, Glad hes back.

Yeah, I guess.

Anyways, soon well be apprentices, eh Owlkit?

But the ivory tom was fixated on the blue and gray kit that slowly began to move along on his paws, one fierce blue eye was taken out, and half of his right ear sliced off. A sickening scar, fresh and bloodied, ran along from his left elbow to his left flank, and three scratches ran atop his muzzle, making him look like he was constantly sneering.

Look at that, Smokeykit.

Both toms were just looking, wide-eyed in fear as he wandered unknowingly over, not having any idea of the problems that he faced now. Hello again, apprentices yet?

Both shook their heads, and Smokeykit found the opportune chance to finally take down this kit once and for all. Blinking mock sorrow, though it looked real to Wolfkit, he meowed, Are you okay?

Wolfkit growled boredly, and replied, Im fine, just wondering why my right eye hurts-I cant see through it.

Thats because you dont have a right eye anymore. And you have an ugly scar on your left side, and half of your ear is gone. You always sneer too- because of those scratches on your nose.

A sudden flash of memory went through the young kits head, and he gasped, racing to a nearby puddle, the last rain that would occur until spring.

He stood there for nearly an hour, the other kits long gone to have their ceremony, never once being spoken to by any cat. They all believed it was best he learnt on his own to get over this-not even his mother could help with this.

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