The Drout

The Clans are in grave danger. The river has dried up. It is up to 4 Appentices to free the water and save the Clans from dehydration. Can the Apprentices make it there in time to save there home? Or will all be lost forever?
"I saved your life once. 'Now its your turn. M'ay StarClan have mercy."
Words of Nightstalker in his time of dying.
==Chapter 1:==
===Leafpaw:===
"Then by the power of StarClan, I present you with your Apprentice name! Until you have earned your Warrior name you shall be known as Leafpaw!" Thornstar roared from the Highledge, glaring down at his daughter Leafpaw. Leafpaw walked up to him and gratfully licked his shoulder. "Your mentor shall be Nightstalker." He said with a smaller tone. He turned and prowled back into his lichen covered den. Leafpaw raced up to Nightstalker with a joyfull look on her face. "Hi!" She squeaked. Nightstalker only gave her a curt nod as he stood up and stalked away.
"Hey Icepaw!" Leafpaw squealed towards her sister. Icepaw smiled at her and flicked her shoulder with her white tail. "Your finally an Apprentice!" Icepaw exclaimed as the two sat down with a squirrel. TBC
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