*~* Robin's Wish *~* Prologue *~*
Feb 25, 2017 18:21:35 GMT -5
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Post by darkwillow on Feb 25, 2017 18:21:35 GMT -5
The grass rustles about as small scurrying creatures dart around the strange moonlit meadow. A mouse stops and scents the cold night air and hurries off towards the forest beyond.
Two lone cats sit side by side staring deep into a small pond that lay before them. The pond ripples as the night wind blows across it causing the sky reflection on the pond to twist and morph into something new.
The two cats lean closer towards the pond as if eager for what it has to show. As the rippling stops the image on it settles enough for the two cats to make it out.
The image holds two young kits asleep side by side. A small white she-kit beside a small brown and black she-kit. As they watch the brown kit whimpers in her sleep. The white kit curls closer to her sister as if to comfort her and the whimpering ceases, instead they hear the slow and steady breathing of the two kits.
"It is them."
The two seated cats stand and stare at each other. The one who spoke, a white and ginger she-cat, glances back at the pond with a frustrated look on her face.
"Will we receive no more than a picture of them?!" She hisses lashing her tail from side to side.
"Calm Snowdove. We should not question the powers that be." The other cat, a large gray tom with strangely bright amber eyes.
The she-cat, Snowdove, snorts. "The powers that be." She grumbles. "The powers that be, is that not us Ambergaze? Are you to say that StarClan is powerless?"
"Snowdove I did not mean that-"
"Silence Ambergaze!" Snowdove snaps eyes lit with fury. "This is just making our jobs harder! How do we even know these two are the ones meant to-"
"Snowdove!" Ambergaze gasps. "How could you say such a thing? It is obvious these cats are the ones." Snowdove glares at Ambergaze and shakes her white and ginger pelt. "Yes I assume you know all about the true faces of each cat." She remarks coldly.
Ambergaze flinches and jerks his head away. "That's a low blow Snowdove, even for someone as cold as you." Snowdove sighs guilt prickling at her pelt. "I apologize Ambergaze. I just fear for the future of these kits."
"All of StarClan fears for the kits of RippleClan." A voice croaks from behind the two cats and they jump and turn around. Snowdove's eyes slit as she takes in the elderly black and white she-cat before her.
"Newtfoot, I still wonder as to why you insists taking the form of a elder. Why were you spying on us?"
Newtfoot cackles with laughter. "These are my grandkits you're talking about." Ambergaze dips his head towards the elderly looking StarClan Warrior. "This is why we did not inform you of this." He meows, his tone polite.
"Who is to know my own kin better than me?" Newtfoot meows angrily. "I watched them grow up!" Ambergaze dips his head. "I'm sorry, I had-" Newtfoot goes on glaring at Ambergaze. "A privilege some of us weren't allowed to have." Snowdove gasps and lashes her tail anger sparking in her eyes.
"Enough Newtfoot! We will allow you to stay as long as you don't speak of that again." Newtfoot snorts angrily and seats herself. "Like you haven't." She grumbles and her head flicks up eyes flashing towards Ambergaze.
"We don't even yet know if his own kits are involved in this." Snowdove tilts her head confusion in her eyes. "How can that be? They are in SmokeClan while the kits slumber in RippleClan. They will be the beginning."
Newtfoot looks up at the sky just as a cloud passes over to the moon. The noises of the bugs buzzing around turned to silence. "Yes they are the beginning, but who's to say no one shall help them on their way? It had not been the first time cats have wandered over the border." Newtfoot's deep brown eyes flicker over to Ambergaze who was bristling with rage.
"I have paid for my mistakes!" The usually calm cat hisses. "So did all of RippleClan!" Newtfoot spat. "Do you realize my grandkits could have died because they only had a Medicine Cat Apprentice to see to them! With you exiled from the Clans we were weak! Your kits-" Ambergaze lashes his tail silencing the she-cat. As he began to speak the clouds passed and moonlight bathed Ambergaze's gray fur.
"I regret my mistake, but I shall never regret my kits."
"We shall see about that." Newtfoot mumbles. Snowdove steps forward. She looks around her and sighs. "I shall go speak with Lightstar. We will decided on who we shall tell in RippleClan and SmokeClan."
With a whisk of her tail Snowdove darts off into the forest disappearing behind a bush. Leaving Newtfoot and Ambergaze alone.
"Until next time." Ambergaze meows stiffly dipping his head. He turns around leaving in the opposite direction Snowdove had gone. Newtfoot sits down beside the pond gazing into it. She dabs a paw at it and the picture of her sleeping grandkits ripples.
"Follow the whispers in the wind dear Robin." Newtfoot meows softly. "Do not leave your trail for you shall find smoke in your wake." With that she slaps down her paw causing droplets of water to fly up into the air. The pond became once more just a pond.
Two lone cats sit side by side staring deep into a small pond that lay before them. The pond ripples as the night wind blows across it causing the sky reflection on the pond to twist and morph into something new.
The two cats lean closer towards the pond as if eager for what it has to show. As the rippling stops the image on it settles enough for the two cats to make it out.
The image holds two young kits asleep side by side. A small white she-kit beside a small brown and black she-kit. As they watch the brown kit whimpers in her sleep. The white kit curls closer to her sister as if to comfort her and the whimpering ceases, instead they hear the slow and steady breathing of the two kits.
"It is them."
The two seated cats stand and stare at each other. The one who spoke, a white and ginger she-cat, glances back at the pond with a frustrated look on her face.
"Will we receive no more than a picture of them?!" She hisses lashing her tail from side to side.
"Calm Snowdove. We should not question the powers that be." The other cat, a large gray tom with strangely bright amber eyes.
The she-cat, Snowdove, snorts. "The powers that be." She grumbles. "The powers that be, is that not us Ambergaze? Are you to say that StarClan is powerless?"
"Snowdove I did not mean that-"
"Silence Ambergaze!" Snowdove snaps eyes lit with fury. "This is just making our jobs harder! How do we even know these two are the ones meant to-"
"Snowdove!" Ambergaze gasps. "How could you say such a thing? It is obvious these cats are the ones." Snowdove glares at Ambergaze and shakes her white and ginger pelt. "Yes I assume you know all about the true faces of each cat." She remarks coldly.
Ambergaze flinches and jerks his head away. "That's a low blow Snowdove, even for someone as cold as you." Snowdove sighs guilt prickling at her pelt. "I apologize Ambergaze. I just fear for the future of these kits."
"All of StarClan fears for the kits of RippleClan." A voice croaks from behind the two cats and they jump and turn around. Snowdove's eyes slit as she takes in the elderly black and white she-cat before her.
"Newtfoot, I still wonder as to why you insists taking the form of a elder. Why were you spying on us?"
Newtfoot cackles with laughter. "These are my grandkits you're talking about." Ambergaze dips his head towards the elderly looking StarClan Warrior. "This is why we did not inform you of this." He meows, his tone polite.
"Who is to know my own kin better than me?" Newtfoot meows angrily. "I watched them grow up!" Ambergaze dips his head. "I'm sorry, I had-" Newtfoot goes on glaring at Ambergaze. "A privilege some of us weren't allowed to have." Snowdove gasps and lashes her tail anger sparking in her eyes.
"Enough Newtfoot! We will allow you to stay as long as you don't speak of that again." Newtfoot snorts angrily and seats herself. "Like you haven't." She grumbles and her head flicks up eyes flashing towards Ambergaze.
"We don't even yet know if his own kits are involved in this." Snowdove tilts her head confusion in her eyes. "How can that be? They are in SmokeClan while the kits slumber in RippleClan. They will be the beginning."
Newtfoot looks up at the sky just as a cloud passes over to the moon. The noises of the bugs buzzing around turned to silence. "Yes they are the beginning, but who's to say no one shall help them on their way? It had not been the first time cats have wandered over the border." Newtfoot's deep brown eyes flicker over to Ambergaze who was bristling with rage.
"I have paid for my mistakes!" The usually calm cat hisses. "So did all of RippleClan!" Newtfoot spat. "Do you realize my grandkits could have died because they only had a Medicine Cat Apprentice to see to them! With you exiled from the Clans we were weak! Your kits-" Ambergaze lashes his tail silencing the she-cat. As he began to speak the clouds passed and moonlight bathed Ambergaze's gray fur.
"I regret my mistake, but I shall never regret my kits."
"We shall see about that." Newtfoot mumbles. Snowdove steps forward. She looks around her and sighs. "I shall go speak with Lightstar. We will decided on who we shall tell in RippleClan and SmokeClan."
With a whisk of her tail Snowdove darts off into the forest disappearing behind a bush. Leaving Newtfoot and Ambergaze alone.
"Until next time." Ambergaze meows stiffly dipping his head. He turns around leaving in the opposite direction Snowdove had gone. Newtfoot sits down beside the pond gazing into it. She dabs a paw at it and the picture of her sleeping grandkits ripples.
"Follow the whispers in the wind dear Robin." Newtfoot meows softly. "Do not leave your trail for you shall find smoke in your wake." With that she slaps down her paw causing droplets of water to fly up into the air. The pond became once more just a pond.
