Rosepool's Promise

AUTHOR	ROSEPOOL	CYCLONE	MISTSPIRIT	DAWNSTAR	BOOK 1
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❝Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue, The Best Part Of My Life Is YOU.❞
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Story Summary
Rosekit is barely four moons old, but it's clear that she already has a natural affinity for healing and memorizing herbs. It seems obvious that her destiny was to become a medicine cat from the start, but for her father, Lionchaser, who wanted nothing more than for both his daughters to become brave warriors, this is infuriating news for him. Rosepaw continues with her training, but her spirits are dampened by his anger. He refuses to speak to her, and acts as if he never knew her. This breaks her heart, and now, all she wants is the father that she knows and loves back.
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Prologue
The eerie full moon, sailing high above the world, paints the lush hunting grounds of StarClan in dreamlike hues of silver and white. The only sounds in the dim twilight are the quiet whisper of wind through the trees and the gentle rustlings of abundant prey in the undergrowth. The stars, no more than tiny glowing flecks in the endless night sky, reflect brightly off the surface of a small pool, surrounded by smooth gray slopes.
Then, a tom shoulders his way through a clump of bracken at the top of the stone hollow, his flame-colored pelt glittering with the lights of countless stars. He pads down to sit at the edge of a large, flat rock and lifts his head slightly, turning to look around.
As if on cue, the bushes around him begin to tremble, and one by one, cats slip silently down the slopes to sit as close to the edge of the water as possible, until the lower half of the hollow is filled with starry shapes, all gazing into the pool expectantly.
The ginger tom tucks his tail neatly over his front paws and allows his leaf-green gaze to travel around the clearing for a moment, before he speaks. "Once, on every full moon, we gather here, in this sacred place, to discuss the futures of our Clans. Blackstar," he nods to the large white tom sitting to his right, "would you like to speak first?"
Blackstar rises to his paws, his bright yellow eyes narrowed to mere slits. "ShadowClan does not have any upcoming dangers at the moment," he mews calmly. "I'm sure you all know of Cyclone, the young rogue that Nettlestar recently took into the camp? Well, I foresee nothing but greatness in his path, so long as he overcomes the challenges of not being Clanborn." He dips his head and sits down once more.
"I will go next," Leopardstar stands before anyone else can volunteer. "RiverClan is doing excellently. The greenleaf Twolegs are soon to arrive and that, as always, causes some trouble, but it'll pass quickly. Other than that, I have concerns for Oceanpool's new apprentice, Mistpaw. I can tell that he is intelligent, alright, but he struggles with herbs. He may have a memory issue, and having him in place for becoming the next medicine cat is risky."
"He seems to be a fine young cat," a pale tabby tom with a twisted jaw, Crookedstar, comments patiently. "I'm sure he'll be okay, in the long run." He bows his head.
Tallstar's tail-tip twitches, as if amused, when it is his turn. "While both of Cloudsky's latest kits are perfectly healthy and growing quickly, I have high expectations for Dawnkit in particular. She has a bright future ahead of her, but only if she doesn't stray from the path that will lead to it. But she is strong-willed, and I can already tell that the next leader of WindClan is in the making."
Finally, Firestar rises to his paws, pausing a moment before giving his report. "ThunderClan is fine and thriving, thanks to the plentiful prey in the forest. The nursery's been full since Whitetail's kitting. Dovefeather is already arranging the medicine cat apprentice ceremony for Rosekit, but I'm worried for her. Her father has had nothing but warriors in his history, and he doesn't want to break tradition now."
Sandstorm's pale ginger coat twitches over her slender form as she lifts her head. "She is already smart and learning a lot every day," she mews quietly, "but rejection is the bitterest wound a cat can give. It'll be hard to recover from that."
"I know," Firestar replies solemnly, "but we can only watch over her, and hope that she will find the strength to cope with this."
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Chapter 1
WIP
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Chapter 2
WIP
Category:Stories
Category:Cats