Shoot For The Stars

Main Characters:
Tumblekit: A strong young tom with strongly green eyes. Tabby.
Sagekit: A white shecat with green eyes. Sister to Tumblekit.
Hazelkit: A tortoiseshell shecat with blue eyes. She tends to be quiet.
Flarekit: A very handsome orange tom. Tends to hang around Sagekit a lot.
Thrushkit: A flirtatious tom with blue-green eyes and a brown pelt.
Sorrelkit: A brave, russet-sorrel shekit with strongly blue eyes. She is competitive and never afraid to fight.
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Prolouge
The sunshine beamed down on a happy-looking Clan. A she-cat and tom were perched atop High-rock, and the female was leaning on the male with a smile. "ScorchClan is doing so well, Smokestar. With your leadership, it should live for many moons to come." She cooed. "It's not all fun and games, you know, Rippleflower." He raised his brow at her with a lopsided smile. "I know, I know, Smokestar." She giggled.
"So, Do you think ScorchClan will get a prophecy one day?" Smokestar looked at her, going a little more serious. Rippleflower looked up at him, blinking. Her happy expression wavered. "I hope not. Prophecies generally mean wars, and... Death" Rippleflower whispered under her breath, a little distraught. "Under your strong leadership, that could never happe-" She was interrupted when a shriek ran through camp. It was the voice of a female apprentice. Everyone turned to the apprentice den.
Smokestar leapt down from High-rock, sprinting into the apprentice den. There lay a dead apprentice. An apprentice, male, leaned over her with tears streaming down his cheeks. "Cricketpaw!" His voice hoarsely croaked. Two kits were also perched next to the apprentice, sniffling. Cricketpaw, the dead she-apprentice, lay there with claw marks on her chest, dead.
"What happened!?" Smokestar demanded, flinching just barely. "W-When I walked in... With Tumblekit and Sagekit... Cricketpaw... Was laying here dead!" The apprentice sobbed. "Acornpaw..." Smokestar's eyes flickered with surprise. His eyes suddenly widened. Could this mean something...? The large grey tom imagined. "Smokestar!" A tom demanded.
"What, Timberspots?" Smokestar turned around. The medicine cat, good. Smokestar thought. "I saw that Cricketpaw was wounded, so I ran to my den to get herbs, but when I was grabbing cobwebs, I had a vision!" Timberspots urged. "A vision? What was it?" Smokestar gasped. This could be the answer. "When I turned to the water source of the den, my reflection was replaced by some-cat else's. The cat was half one cat, and the other half was a different cat. It mouthed some words." He muttered. "Do you know what those words are?"
"It kinda looked like, Tumbling down a hill, will come a savior with good intentions in mind. This cat will destroy the evil that begins to rise." Timberspots said rather specifically. "A prophecy?" Smokestar whispered. Just after him and Rippleflower had spoken about it?
Chapter 1
"Roarr!" A kit shrieked at another one, trying to be scary. "Uhrm, What are you doing, Tumblekit?" Another skeptically flicked her ear at the other. "Uh... Being a monster?" The one referred to as Tumblekit laughed, embarrassed. "Two-leg monsters don't roar, they make weird, Hunk Honk, noises." She scoffed. "Geez sis, don't gotta be so angry at me for it." Tumblekit growled.
"Don't refer to me as 'sis'." She snapped. "I am your sister, but my name is Sagekit!" Her blue eyes shimmered. Tumblekit rolled his beryl eyes, marching out of the nursery. It was a beautiful, sunny day. He saw nobody in the clearing, though. "Why is nobody out on a day like this?" He whispered, then shook his head. "Probably everyone is using this time to enjoy themselves their own way." He grinned, then looked at the exit of camp.
Tumblekit saw nobody there to stop him, so he began to bound towards the exit. It worked. He stepped into the grass, eyes glimmering with joy. He gave a giggle, and sprinted along, then stopped at a tree. Something was bothering him. Tumblekit could hear sounds nearby, trembling. "Who's there!?" He demanded slowly. Out, something came from the bushes.
His eyes widened. There stood a massive badger, looming over him with eyes that looked like they were announcing, 'You're mine'. It's massive paw batted him into the air, landing harshly on the ground. As he landed, he heard his name being called. "Tumblekit!" Sagekit called, running to him. She had four others with her, Sorrelkit, Thrushkit, Hazelkit, and Flarekit.
Flarekit screeched at the badger, making it look over. "More cats!" It laughed. The badger lumbered over, turning it's back to Tumblekit. "Guys, let's run!" He shouted, running in a different direction. They agreed, fleeing, but not in camp's direction. They fled for what felt like hours, before finding a river in their way. The badger had lost their scent trail, at least.
"What do we do!?" Hazelkit wailed. Thrushpaw puffed out his chest, walking up to Hazelkit. "Don't worry, Thrushkit is here." He bragged. "Just to mention, you're very pretty." Thrushkit flirted in addition. Sagekit's eyes narrowed, walking up to Thrushpaw and scratching him just lightly. "Seriously, Thrushpaw?" She growled.
CHAPTER IN CONSTRUCTION
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