Blossoming Hope

WARNING- This story has minorly disturbing content, please be aware.

## Prolouge

The camp was silent, Completely silent. The puddles rippled from the kit's previous splashing. In every den there were cats hiding silently, as if waiting for something. In the middle of camp were two cats staring up at the moon. Their long pelts blew in the breeze. "Palmstar. The storms recently have been too many, and the nearby Clans have been aggressive. What do we do?" One of the moonlit cats meows, worry glazing her serene blue eyes. "Do not worry. I have a feeling that the Clans will stop this nonsensical warring and the rains will stop drowning the rivers and woods." Palmstar meows solemnly. "Palmstar, the kits cannot survive much more, and the rain has chased away so much of they prey. What do we *do* right *now!?*" She cried. Palmstar gazed at her. "Hope. With all our hearts. Let the hope blossom in your heart." He meows dramatically. Yet, the she-cat wasn't listening. Her eyes were blank. Palmstar finally shook her, and she gasps. "What happened, Bluesight!?" He yelped. She seemed to stunned to speak clearly.

"Blossoming... Hope..."

## Chapter 1- Blossomkit's life

Rain pattered hard on the nursery brambles. Inside, kits and queens played nonsensically, and they seemed quite happy. Two kits were swatting playfully at each other, and a large black she-cat watching them with a black and white she-cat. "Ha-ha, Blossomkit! Your so weak!" One squeaked. "No, I'm not, Harpykit!" She yelped, leaping at him. Just as he said, she landed much off track with a thud. She hissed a bit in displeasure. "Hey, Blossomkit, Harpykit, wanna join?" An orange tom-kit walks up, eyes gleaming. "Sure, Flarekit!" Blossomkit squeaks, and Harpykit gave a sneer. "I'm the oldest kit in the nursery. Why would I join you weaklings?" Harpykit spat. Flarekit swats at Harpykit, knocking him back. "Because technically, I'm the strongest in here, Mouse-brain" He spits. Blossomkit and Flarekit walk over to the others, and yet, Harpykit followed Blossomkit.

"Alright. Who's in PalmClan, and who's in LeafClan?" Flarekit announced. "I'm in PalmClan!" Blossomkit squeaks. "Me too!" Harpykit meows, standing right next to Blossomkit. "I'm in PalmClan, too!" A blue tom walks over. *Oh man, I just noticed I'm the only shekit in the nursery...* Blossomkit thought nervously. Three other toms announced they were in LeafClan, and the play-fight began.

Blossomkit shrieks as a brown tabby tom leapt onto her, pinning firmly. She attempts to kick the tom off, failing, but then the blue tom ran up and butts him off Blossomkit with his head. He nods to Blossomkit, and goes back. "Oh, and I'm Jaykit!" He meows as he ran off. She blushes subconciously, and began to join back in the play-fight.

Finally, the last cat was knocked, and Harpykit announced proudly, "PalmClan wins!" Blossomkit twitches before walking into her nest, and then realized that in a moon, Jaykit, Herself, Harpykit, and Flarekit were to become apprentices. Excitement filling her mind, she curls up in her nest happily, and slept soundly.

## Chapter 2- Apprenticeship truths

"Blossompaw, Jaypaw, Harpypaw, and Flarepaw!" The voice of a leader rang through camp loudly. Their names were chanted widely, and they walked off to meet their new mentors. Blossompaw walks over to her mentor, Yarrowfoot, and gave him a dip of her head respectfully. Then she walks back into the apprentice den, to find Harpypaw and the others meeting the apprentices. Then, a tom Blossompaw hadn't met before walks up. "Hey, I'm Beepaw." He meows in a deep, cool voice. Blossompaw's face turns red in embarrassment and nervousness. "I'm the cool cat in this den." He adds. He winked at her, and Blossompaw's mouth opened wide in speechlessness. *W-What? Who was he? I'm stunned, I don't feel comfortable being nearly the only shecat always. I can hear them saying that the only female apprentice is out training day and night, and that she's super ugly? Wow, I don't know what to think of being an apprentice already, it's so strange, and cats are saying so many things that may not even be true...* Blossompaw thought, eyes wide.

Blossompaw walked alongside Yarrowfoot. Beside them were Beepaw and his mentor. Her mentor stops suddenly. "Hey, I want to see what you and Beepaw can hunt alone together. Let's see if you can get lots of prey if your alone and still training. Do you agree, Whaleface?" Yarrowfoot meows. Beepaw's mentor nods, sending Blossompaw and Beepaw alone in the forest. Blossompaw stays silent in embarrassment. *Ohh, Yarrowfoot!* Blossompaw thought, trying to keep her gaze off Beepaw. Suddenly, he ran off. *Probably found the scent of prey. Oh well!* Blossompaw thought happily. Without warning, a yelp rang through the forest. Blossompaw ran to it, seeing Beepaw laying there, covered in dirt. "I fell off the tree... I was chasing a squirrel..." He choked in dust. She gasps, running over and sitting beside the large tom. He suddenly smiled. Blossompaw's face turned red, eyes wide, feeling something. His paw was right under Blossompaw's tail. Blossompaw yelps, swatting him in the face, and strutting off to hunt like they were sent off to do.

She walks back in with the dust-covered Beepaw, face indignant and angry. She set the several pieces of prey down, angrily strutting to the apprentice den. Harpypaw and Flarepaw were arguing about something, and the one other female, Rainpaw, was sleeping her heart out, and Jaypaw was busy eating a mouse. The second Jaypaw saw Blossompaw, he offered to share. "No, thanks," she meows indignantly, sitting down in the moss. *How dare that Beepaw! Doing that just to trick me into getting close!* Blossompaw thought with rage.

## Chapter 3- It's Just The Beginning

Blossompaw purred as she licks her paw. She was extremely uncomfortable being alone with Harpypaw and Beepaw in the apprentice den, and was impatient for Jaypaw and Flarepaw to get back. Finally, she walks into mid-camp and Beepaw and Harpypaw walk off somewhere. Flarepaw sneaks into camp. "Follow me, Blossompaw." He whispers, pulling her off.

All the apprentices stood there in the forest except for Rainpaw. They all seemed embarrassed and nervous except for Beepaw. Finally, Jaypaw meows, "We're here because Flarepaw had a dream." Flarepaw nods slowly. "It was my dead father. He told me a prophecy. He said, *The five apprentices will rise and save the Clan. One has flaring protection for those he cares for, one has intelligence like no other, One has strength and speed, One has bravery like no other, and the last one has hope, Blossoming hope.*" Flarepaw meows. "I have the feeling we have to do something. He told me that we must search for something, I don't know what though!" Blossompaw felt emotional at the moment, shuffling her paws. "Then let's begin. The Clan can't get too worried, right?" She meows, chest puffed out.

They walked along in the forest, amber and red leaves crunching beneath their paws. Blossompaw was at the back. *Beepaw better not get near me during the adventure...* Blossompaw thought as she stepped on a few rough twigs. It was boring and meaningless as they tread along. Someone had to bring up a conversation. "Soo, who here has someone they like?" Beepaw meows. All the others seemed stunned and embarrassed. "Well, Beepaw, I know you like every she-cat, touching them like that." Flarepaw spits. Beepaw hissed at the remark, and went silent. On the other side, Blossompaw was happily strutting in never-ending hope and Harpypaw was looking quite tired. Jaypaw slowly tracks to stand beside Blossompaw.

Awhile passes before they stop, looking up at the setting sun. "We've traveled far. Let's make camp." Flarepaw meows, tearing moss off a tall tree. They begin working on nests. "Blossompaw, you don't gotta work!" Harpypaw yelps. Blossompaw blushes. "Yeah!" The others agree. "I'll make her nest." Beepaw exclaims, tearing moss off the tree. "I'll watch over you guys tonight, and when it's seeming extremely save, I'll set up my nest." He adds. Blossompaw seemed stunned and embarrassed. *W-Why do I not make my nest? Why wouldn't I?* She thought.

As the moon rose, they nestled into their places. They closed their eyes, sleeping soundly. As the night rose, Beepaw sat watch. *I should sleep, now.* Beepaw thought. He began to tear moss off the tree, then stopped. He peers at Blossompaw, who was sleeping soundly. He walks into her nest, curling up, paw on her lower belly.

Blossompaw blinks sleep from her eyes, noticing a lump of fur next to her. The sun was rising barely, and she rolls around to see Beepaw. She yowls, and woke the others up, angrily without a word leading the others off.

## Chapter 4- The Farm

"Woah, What're those?" Beepaw meows in surprise. They gazed upon large, fluffy white creatures with hooves. Strange tall creatures with hair for tails, and pink and grey creatures. All had hooves. Flarepaw walks up and pokes one. "Soft." He remarks simply. The cloud-like animal ignored them as it chewed endlessly on grass. They cautiously walk around the strange animals, before running into the pink and grey animals. The animals had mud in a fence, and most were sun-bathing to the side. Jaypaw went over first, carefully slipping past the animals and out the other side. Flarepaw came next, seeming quite interested in the weird animals. Finally, Beepaw and Harpypaw strutted across without care. They waited for Blossompaw, who balanced on the fence. She gulps, leaping down in fear and eyes closed. Due to her closing her eyes, she splashed into the thick muck, letting out a yelp. She claws the land, trying to inch out of the thick, sticky mud. Beepaw, Jaypaw, Harpypaw, and Flarepaw hurried back in, grasping onto her pelt. Finally she scratched onto land.

"You okay, Blossom?" Jaypaw meows in worry. Beepaw was licking the mud off her belly, and Flarepaw was inspecting the pigs. Blossompaw yowls, jumping away from Beepaw, and stumbling off her paws. Harpypaw snickers at Beepaw, who hissed a bit and spat mud out his mouth. Finally, the five apprentices walk out of the pen. "Anyway, Beepaw, if your gonna lick the mud off me, why on my *stomach*?" Blossompaw hissed as she pads along. Flarepaw and Jaypaw look at each other, and Harpypaw stood out of the conversation with a strange expression. Beepaw made a grunt, staying silent and his face red.

"Move out of the way!" Beepaw yowls, tackling Blossompaw out of the way of a huge black and white creature that was about to step on her. Blossompaw yowls, feeling one of his back paws on her lower stomach. She struggles, pushing him off. They finally stand up again. "Hey, what are *these*? Sheesh, do twolegs keep strange animals or what?" Harpypaw meows. The five cats slip past with ease, then saw a bunch of birds. They didn't fly off at the sight of the cats like normal birds, just stared suspiciously at them.

Some of the birds had long colorful tails, and some not. "Hey, they don't fly off, we could catch these meaty birds for a meal!" Jaypaw yelps, starting to chase one of the ones with a short tail. It fled over to a larger one with the colorful tail. The larger one made a noise like it was a dinosaur, croaking and loud, and it charged at Jaypaw. Jaypaw, thinking it was harmless, didn't flinch. The long-tailed bird leapt, wings flapping, and clawed Jaypaw in the face with strength. Jaypaw yowls, feeling blood dribble quickly off his face, and fled back to the others. "We'd better go around these birds..." He choked.

As the sun began to set, Blossompaw gently added basic herbs to the wound. Marigold and cobwebs. They lay in a huge tree, stomachs full of mice from the barn. "Alright, let's sleep." Blossompaw purrs, leaping up to the highest point where she thought Beepaw wouldn't come. They all fell asleep with extreme ease, ready for tomorrow.

## Chapter 5- A Huge Kill

Flarepaw and Blossompaw walk alone in the forest. "Hey, Blossom, If we get the others, we could hunt one of the wolves we're tracking." Flarepaw meows thoughtfully. Blossompaw nods, running off to the others.

"Flarepaw, what gave you this idea!?" Beepaw snarled silently as they peered upon a lone wolf. The wolf had a huge wound already, and would be easy prey. "Who cares, let's hunt it!" Harpypaw spat, leaping out of the bushes, and landing directly on the wolf. It struggled madly, before white foam started running from it's mouth. "Uh-Oh, I think we found somethin' with rabies!" Harpypaw yelps as he's shaken off. The others run up, clawing and tearing, and aiming mainly for weak spots. "Value not getting hit over hitting him, That should make the disease not get us!" Blossompaw meows loudly as she struggles away from his bite.

"Hey! Keep away from Blossompaw!" Jaypaw yowls, leaping directly ontop of the wolf and forcing it down. These words made Blossompaw blush, and she hurried up and bit one of it's back legs. The wolf always was making horrid croaking noises and annoyed yowls as it desperately tried to battle back. As fast as it could, the wolf snapped at Blossompaw. She yowled, feeling it's teeth dig into her leg. Finally, Flarepaw bit the last blow, and they hurried to the wounded Blossompaw. She was cringing and clearly trying to battle the feeling to kill.

"You guys go get rosemary, that should heal the rabies!" Beepaw yelps. The others run off. He smirks, keeping a paw on Blossompaw's lower belly while she couldn't notice from the constant battle of the feeling to kill. Finally, the others came back, and pushed Beepaw away from her. They quickly added herbs to the wound and forced her to eat some. "Alright, she should be normal soon enough, but we won't be able to travel the next few days with a wound like *that* on her leg." Jaypaw meows solemnly as he stares upon the twitching Blossompaw.

They set up a nest, dragging the unconcious she-cat onto it. They walk to a nearby tree. "So, I've asked this before, but do any of you like a she-cat?" Beepaw meows. Flarepaw, Harpypaw, and Jaypaw look at each other. "I do." Jaypaw meows bravely. Flarepaw and Harpypaw nod as well that they do. "Well, who DO you like, guys?" Beepaw urges. "Blossompaw." The three toms meow at once. They look at each other. "What?" Harpypaw hissed. "Blossompaw will be *my* mate!" Flarepaw spat. "No, mine!" Jaypaw growls. Beepaw snickers loudly at the argument. He slips off, and sits beside Blossompaw. Beepaw then continued rubbing her belly, until it was time to sleep. When he came back, he found the three toms in their nests and not looking at each other. Finally, he curls up and sleeps.

## Chapter 6- You gotta change, Beepaw!

Snow fell hard against the cave roof. "Of all places to be stuck with a recovering-rabies she-cat!" Flarepaw mutters, staring at the thick flurry. Beepaw walks up to the sleeping she-cat, green eyes burning into her pelt. He began touching her legs, then suddenly, Blossompaw's eyes jolt open and kick him in the stomach. "Beee-paaaww!" She shouts. "How long did you do that while I was unconcious!?" She snapped.

"You gotta change how you act, Beepaw." Jaypaw meows. "Us toms will help you get out of doing this. How often do you... Yeah?" Jaypaw adds as he curls his tail around his paws. Blossompaw was out playing in the snow. "Mmm.. Five times a day, Perhaps." Beepaw guesses. They look at each other in confusement. "Alright, next time Blossompaw is asleep, we'll practice restraint about this." Jaypaw moans.

Blossompaw breathed silently as she slept. The three toms walk up. "Alright. Beepaw, To practice. You'll only do such a thing one time every 24 hours, and only when the she-cat doesn't know. Okay?" Flarepaw meows.

Beepaw stares at his paws. This would be tough. The others walk away, and Beepaw began to touch her. He sighs.

They walk through the deep snow, at least neck high, and ears erect. It was again flurrying hard and tough to see. It was morning and last night was loud. Beepaw snuck up behind Blossompaw and touched her rear with his ice-cold paws. Blossompaw was too busy digging through the already cold snow to notice. His paw shifted under her tail. "Man, it feels like some-cat is touching me." Blossompaw mutters as she walks. Beepaw purrs at his success.

Many days pass of this practice and much travel. "Alright, Beepaw, time to stop fully." Jaypaw growls as he stares at Beepaw, who was touching the sleeping Blossompaw. "Fine." He mutters, walking off. "Finally!" Harpypaw purrs. As Beepaw walks away, he smirks. "Occasionally I'll do it. Stopping is not what I do." He mutters.

## Chapter 7- A New 'Friend'

They tread carefully across the sand. "Gee, It's hot..." Harpypaw pants as he walks, hot sand burning not only *his* paws. Blossompaw looks up at the sun, quickly retracting. "I see a twoleg-place! But of all places." Jaypaw yelps, running to it. The others follow, directly towards it. Once they were there, it was a strange village. The houses looked like they were made of the ground material, and twolegs weren't very outside. There were huge, long-legged animals with strange snouts and saddles and ropes next to palm trees and a small lake. They walk over to it, lapping up water plentifully, before hearing a twoleg voice, and looking over. There stood a twoleg, ignoring the cats, and getting onto one of the strange, long-legged animals. He rode away slowly. The cats watched it in interest. Suddenly, Flarepaw twitched his tail to follow, and they ran into the village.

They walk over to a kittypet with a red collar. The kittypet was a female, and was quite scared when she saw the five cats coming. "Greetings. I'm Flarepaw. These are my comrades, Blossompaw, Harpypaw, Jaypaw, and Beepaw. Who are you?" Flarepaw introduces the cats. "I'm Shi-Shi, an Egyption Mau cat..." The shecat chirped. They seemed surprised at the cat's chirping-noise instead of meowing. The cat was quite brave as she puffed out her chest, and hid her fear as best she could. "Mmm." Beepaw's ears flattened with a coo-ing face. Indeed, the she-cat was extremely attractive, yet to some, Blossompaw would be much more. Harpypaw smacks Beepaw in anger. "Don't you dare." He mutters into Beepaw's ear.

"So, do you live here?" Jaypaw meows, intrigued. "Yes.. My peltless is very kind..." She chirped. "Peltless?" Jaypaw inquired. "Those tall creatures who put the collar on me, and take care of me..." Shi-Shi explained. "Ohhh, *Twolegs*." Flarepaw said in understanding. "Twolegs? Is that what you call them?" She squeaked. "Yep. You can still call them Peltless's if ye' like though, Shi-Shi." Beepaw purred, walking to stand beside her. Shi-Shi seemed disturbed by Beepaw's closeness, and she continued talking. "Sometimes I get backaches from the food they give me, It's strange." She adds. "Backaches? Do you have one right now?" Beepaw perked his ears. "I guess a little..." The brown-tan she-cat murmurs. "Then sit down, I know the cure." Beepaw half-lied as the others glared at him.

Beepaw began rubbing her soft back. "Feel better?" He cawed. "Y---" She was quickly interrupted as he began stroking her rear. Shi-Shi continued what she was saying with a disapproving face. "Yes, I do." She muttered. Shi-Shi walked off. "Goodbye, Beepaw. Oh, and do you all want to stay the night, instead of leaving?" She adds. "Oh, yes!" Beepaw yelps, leading them all to a twoleg nest.

It was nice and cool in there. "So, are any of you carrying anything?" She meows. "Oh, yeah. I'm carrying this rock. It seems valuable," Blossompaw set it in front of her. "Mmm... Yes. Now, you all, where do you want to sleep?" Shi-Shi asks. "You can sleep anywhere you'd like. I don't mind." They began to look around. "I'll sleep on the ground with Jaypaw." Harpypaw meows, Jaypaw nodding. "I'll sleep next to the exit." Flarepaw meows. "I can sleep ontop of the shelves." Blossompaw volunteers. "I will sleep where Shi-Shi sleeps." Beepaw purred.

The cold night began dawning down, and they all began to curl up. Beepaw next to Shi-Shi, and wherever they said they'd sleep. Once Shi-Shi thought they were all asleep, she stood. "Alright. Now I can steal some things, or at least do something to them. I'd better hurry before the romantic cat wakes up, I don't want to have to pretend to be calm again while he does something like that again." Shi-Shi mutters. As she began to walk, Beepaw awoke, bright green eyes making her notice him before she did anything suspicious.

"Oooh, Did you like what I did earlier? Do you want me to do more with you?" He cooed. She couldn't bare having them leave because she refused just in case. "Yes." She lied in a croaking voice simply. Beepaw stood, walking up to her. "We're all alone, No, Shi-Shi?" He meows in a romantic voice. "All alone." She meows, secretly rolling her eyes. Beepaw began to reach his paw under her tail. She tenses in annoyance. He stroked and she pretended to like it with a fake purr. *Errrggggggggg......* She was thinking. They stayed like this for quite awhile. Beepaw suddenly began licking her cheek. Shi-Shi couldn't stand this very much. They did this for several hours before finally they curl up back to sleep.

Next morning they ate plentifully of mice and began on their way. Beepaw had dragged Shi-Shi along. "So..." Blossompaw meows. Shi-Shi had almost completed her plan, and knew that one day she would steal from them. *Well, letting him do that was the right idea for this, I mean, I wouldn't be walking here and now if I hadn't.* Shi-Shi thought in despise.

## Chapter 8- The Day of Games

The six cats boredly sat in the feilds. Every week of travel they'd pick a spot and have one break day. This break day, however, was extremely boring. "Hey, let's have a daring contest!" Shi-Shi broke the silence.

"Yeah!" Blossompaw yelps. "Who goes first?" The six cats all glance among each other. "I'll go first. Flarepaw, I dare you to let Beepaw smack you!" Jaypaw yowled in excitement. Flarepaw twitched, looking at Beepaw, who walked over and hit Flarepaw as hard as he could. Flarepaw cringed, shaking his head. "My turn, now." Flarepaw grunted. "Beepaw. I dare you act like the exact she-cat you would want." Flarepaw dares.

Beepaw, in this dare, stood, and got in a cute position. He fluttered his eyes. "Oh, Yes, Beepaw, touch me there, It feels soo good." Beepaw meows in a girly voice. The others, especially Shi-Shi and Blossompaw, stared in disgust. "I dare Blossompaw to let me touch her!" Beepaw snickered. Her mouth dropped wide open. "Do it. Get in a good position. Then tell me it feels good and don't do anything about it." Beepaw adds. The others twitched a lot as Blossompaw hesitantly got in the same position that Beepaw had used to act like a she-cat. He walks up and began touching her rear. "Ooooh that feels so good." She said sarcastically and without a pause. After a minute she kicks him away and sat back down in anger. "I dare Harpypaw to do a somersault!" Blossompaw squeaks. Harpypaw began to do several awkward things in attempt to do so, and finally did a weird somersault. "I dare Shi-Shi to act like a mouse!" Harpypaw shouted. Shi-Shi began to do strange, squeaking and chipping noises and in a squat-like position. "I dare Jaypaw to act like Beepaw!" She shouts. Everycat knew Jaypaw despised how Beepaw acted. He twitched, slowly standing. He began to sit between Blossompaw and Shi-Shi and rub their rears and after a minute hurry back to his spot. He began rapidly trying to 'clean' his paws in disgust, and Blossompaw glared at Shi-Shi.

The six cats finally stood and walk out to hunt. The plains were serene and beautiful, and mice, birds, and rabbits were quite common and rocks would be good hiding places to hunt from. After eating their fill, they began to run around in the tallest grass and play what they called *Poke*. In Poke they'd run around and try to poke each other, and once you got hit ten times, you'd be out and have to watch the others. Last one standing was winner. Most of the time Harpypaw or Jaypaw won, and Beepaw most of the time would get thrown unconcious by the amount of times he'd try to *touch* Blossompaw and Shi-Shi in mid-game, and they'd hit him extremely hard. Shi-Shi or Flarepaw generally would be the first to be eliminated, and Blossompaw generally was against Harpypaw or Jaypaw near the end.

The sun would set soon on this fun day for them, and they all knew. The six cats limp, panting and dusty, out of the grass, and collapse on the ground. "Gee, this was fun..." Harpypaw pants. "Yeah..." Everybody but Beepaw said at once. Beepaw had many bruises on his head still, and was already asleep on the grass, too sleepy to do anything bad. The others see him sleep, and decide to sleep early as well, closing their eyes, and sleeping.

## Chapter 9- The Theft

"Guys, I want to show you something I've never shown anyone." Flarepaw murmurs. "What is it?" Blossompaw meows eagerly. Shi-Shi stays silent, yet a glint of excitement gleamed in her eyes. As they walk along, the sun beated on their furs. "I have a good luck charm. It gives me hope on our journey." Flarepaw, meows, showing them a small stone that shined in the sunlight. It was smooth and had one, solid hole right through it. Shi-Shi stared at it.

They curl up in their separate beds, and fall asleep. Yet, Shi-Shi stayed awake, and crept towards Flarepaw. She dug around in his nest, and finding the luck-stone. She carried it away, and wasn't gonna be seen by the gang by now for a very, very long time.

Morning dawned. "Hey, where did Shi-Shi go?" Beepaw inquired. "Ha. Why do we care?" Harpypaw spat as he bit into his breakfast. "Where did my charm go!?" Flarepaw shouted, digging all over in his moss. Blossompaw looked at him in sympathy. "I'm sorry, Flarepaw. I think Shi-Shi stole it. But you don't need it, we can have hope." Blossompaw soothed him, licking his cheek in comfort. He smiled a bit and blushed, and the other toms looked in jealousy.

As they walked, The toms separated at least a few fox-lengths from Blossompaw. "Hey, Flarepaw, How dare you coo my female?" Harpypaw hissed. "*Your f*emale? You mean mine!" Jaypaw snarled. "Yeah right. She *chose* to lick *me* because she likes *Me!*" Flarepaw spat. Beepaw watches in interest as the argument went on, and he slips back over to Blossompaw. "Hey, Blossompaw." Beepaw smirked. "What, mouse-brain." Blossompaw answered rudely to him. *He better no-* Blossompaw's thoughts were cut off as one of Beepaw's limbs reached for her, and she jumps a few fox-lengths away from him.

"I *need* that charm!" Flarepaw muttered as they sat in the gloomy cave, the hard rains pattering. Blossompaw licked his cheek again in comfort, both blushing. Beepaw sat next to Blossompaw, and stared at her. She attempted to not look at him, until she finally glanced at him. He smirked, and touched her, and she yowled. Flarepaw bonked Beepaw on the head in anger and jealousy.

## Chapter 10- Warrior Names

The five cats walk around the dead forest, paws leaving prints on the dusty ground. Sunlight blotched on their pelts. "Hey, I realise, We've been out traveling around six moons, and we're warrior age. Let's become warriors!" Jaypaw meows excitedly. "You're right. We've drastically increased in size, and it has been awhile. Who goes first?" Harpypaw inquires. The five cats go silent a moment. "I'll be Flarestorm." Flarepaw broke it. "I'll be Beesting." Beepaw adds. The other three think a moment. "I'll be Jaywing." Jaypaw finally announced. "I'll be Harpywhisper." Harpypaw meows happily. Only Blossompaw needed hers now. "I'll be Blossomheart." She finally exclaimed. "I love the name, Blossomheart." Flarestorm hurried to compliment before any of the other toms. As the new warriors continue on their trail, a huge mountain peers overhead.

"Look'a that mountain." Harpywhisper echoed. "Do we go around it, or over it?" Jaywing asks, tilting his head. "Over. It's so large we could gain maybe 15 feet and then travel from there." Flarestorm answered without doubt. "That mountain is huge. As huge as Blossomheart's beauty." Harpywhisper hurried to compliment. Blossomheart blushes. "T-Thanks..." She squeaked.

As they walk, they suddenly appear onto what seemed to be an abandon twoleg-cutting place. Machines were placed here and there in the clearing and were covered in vines. Tree stumps were everywhere, and mossy, old logs were piled in the corners. "Why would the twolegs abandon this?" Jaywing gasps. "Who cares. Twolegs are cruel. It doesn't matter to them." Blossomheart snarled. They slowly continue, gazing upon the gloomy clearing.

The cats finally walk back into dead trees, glad to get out of the strange place. But, yet, it was a mere few trees before they pushed onto cold, hard stone. "We seem to be a mile away from the mountain. But it's quite amazing that there's a whole mile of flat stone before we reach the mountain." Flarestorm inquires as he tracks on the stone.

They treck for ten minutes or so before knowing their half a mile away still from the mountain. "Man, I realise it's been a whole day since we ate..." Beesting grumbled. Blossomheart agreed, feeling ice-cold hunger clatch on her stomach. "I realise that it's gotten also quite a bit colder here than all the way back at camp." Beesting adds. "I wonder if the Clan is worried about us. They probably tracked us the first moon and gave up, though." Harpywhisper meows solemnly. "I forgot to tell you guys, but before we went I asked the leader if we could go. He said no, but I'm guessing he knows we left for this reason." Flarestorm meows. "It also must be lonely being the only apprentice for Rain- Oh, by now she's probably a warrior as well. Nevermind that." Jaywing scoffed thoughtfully.

They continue the next ten minutes in silence and thought. Finally, they stand a few fox-lengths from a steep path that they could use to climb the mountain. "Time to step onto our first mountain." Flarestorm meows. He lets Blossomheart take the first step. Little did they know that this mountain would have several moons on it in store for them.

## Chapter 11- Trecking the mountain

The five cats walk a good fifty feet in height, cold stone piercing their tired paws. Suddenly, a little speckle of snow fell from the sky, landing onto Flarestorm's stand-out pelt and making him stop. They all look up, seeing more of the flecks falling softly. "Woah... Is this... Snow?" Harpywhisper stammers. "It's so cool, and cold! Although, less cool than Blossomheart, of course." Jaywing inquires. Blossomheart blushes. *Why are all fou- Well, three toms complimenting me so much..?* Blossomheart thought. She kept tracking along in the snow that was beginning to increase in strength slowly. She made a small yelping noise as a sharp, loose rock dug into her paw, and she quickly removed it before Beesting could notice, or anyone else. Blossomheart hurried and got back up, tracking along with them.

"This might turn into a blizzard..." Jaywing shuddered as they slowly pad, winds ruffling their pelts. "It's freezing out here..." Blossomheart meows, shivering nonstop. Beesting inches over to her side. "I could help warm yo-" Beesting was interrupted when Blossomheart smacked him in the face. "Here." Flarestorm meows as he treads to her side. He rubs his pelt on her side as they track. Blossomheart blushes profoundly, looking down, yet not exactly protesting.

The blizzard began to die down, and the sun sometimes would speckle out of the clouds. They walk upon an extremely thin stretch of land that would kill any cat if they fell. Blossomheart stumbles with a gasp, managing her weight back with a jerk. Due to her stopping, Beesting ran into her, and she, out of instinct, attempted to twist around and hit him. Instead, she stumbled again, falling. She yowled loudly, eyes closed and paw reaching. Flarestorm yelps, bravely leaping in front of Beesting, and grabbing her paw in the nick of time. He blushes, and Blossomheart did as well. Her green eyes glitter, staring into his. They stay like this a moment, before pulling her up. They all continue, completely silent.

"Leap across, I know you can!" Harpywhisper urges. They were leaping over a gap to get across, and only Blossomheart and Beesting needed to get across now. She stood at the edge, getting ready to leap. Blossomheart leapt widely, front paws landing but not back. Beesting leapt now, landing and latching on her pelt. His back paws dig into her rear before stumbling up. She yelps, Jaywing hurrying and pulling her up. "Beesting!" She yowls, strutting up to him until they were an inch away face-to-face. He smiled awkwardly. She reached her paw up to smack him. He dove under her, paw touching her rear. She yowled, jumping several feet in the air, and landing on her paws awkwardly. The white she-cat finally snarled, running up to him, and smacking him with claws out in the face.

As they walk, they come into a strange, flat place. It reeked of mud and very faintly... Cat? Suddenly a silver tom leapt out, pinning Flarestorm, and a ginger she-cat leapt and pinned Blossomheart. They quickly leapt off of them, and leapt onto a rock. "What are you doing in the Tribe of Blizzarding Mountain's Territory?" The tom growled.

## Chapter 12- The Tribe

"We're sorry. We were traveling. I am Jaywing. This is Flarestorm, Beesting, Blossomheart, and Harpywhisper." Jaywing hurried to explain. "I am Fish That's Scales Shimmer, and this is Love That Fills The Air." The silver tom growled. "Our leader is named Vine That Drapes Over Light and our female alpha is Battle That Rages At Dawn." Fish explained. They walk out of the clearing with a twitch of their tails to follow.

The seven cats walk along until stopping at a patch of bushes and a tree. The two lead cats dive into them, and the others hesitantly follow. They all walk around, meeting cats, until they walk up to a big cave. A blue tom and an attractive, muscular shecat walk up. "Hello, I am Vine That Drapes Over Light. This is Battle That Rages At Dawn." The blue one meows. They all got introduced to every cat in the group, and finally they walk into the leader's den. Cats prepared five soft nests for them. The five cats seemed eager, settling in their fluffy nests.

"This is so cool. You know, we could stay here a long time." Flarestorm purred, kneading his nest. Beesting was staring off into space. Beesting walks off, and the others ignore his leaving. They stay silent until he comes back with grooming and thinking. "Vine said we could wander the mountains whenever we want!" Beesting rejoiced and announced his return. They all look at each other in excitement.

## Chapter 13- Confusement

"Hey, Beesting is away exploring a lot, No?" Harpywhisper meows one day, licking a blue paw a few times before taking a bite into the falcon the five cats were sharing. "Yeah. And every day he comes back at night with strange scents on his pelt. Let's spy on 'im!" Jaywing exclaimed. They all look at each other and nod, standing, and walking off.

"He's in a tree with several other cats. He seems extremely mezmerized and emotional." Flarestorm whispered as they peer across the camp. "Beepaw, what's *wrong*?" A she-apprentice meows who had white fur with black splotches. "Bee*paw*?" Harpywhisper scoffed quietly. Beesting didn't seem to answer, only murmuring quiet words. "Beepaw, please tell us." A brown one who had grey stripes and a white belly begged. A pure grey one's eyes seemed worried, and she meows, "Beepaw, *Please."* Suddenly, Beepaw stood, and began walking off. Everycat followed.

Beepaw walks through the forest. The white one with black stripes tackles him, and pins him. "Beepaw!? Are you just gonna walk off?!" She yowled. "Driftpaw." Beesting meows, pushing her off with fury in his eyes. "What!? Were we just *company!?"* Driftpaw yelps in anger. Beesting didn't reply, walking on.

Blossomheart, Harpywhisper, Flarestorm, and Jaywing slip back into the tribe's camp and into Vine's den at the sight of Beesting coming back in. They heard lots of scuffling until Beesting walks up, and Vine walked down. "Beesting? What's with the Beepaw business? What happened?" Flarestorm meows. Beesting looks at him "Huh?" The yellow-black tom stammered. Beesting began explaining everything, then finally, he made a confession. "That ugly shecat who trained day and night back at the Clan, named Rainpaw... I had a crush on her. She also was the one who made me begin to... Touch." Beesting looked down as he said these words solemnly. "Don't worry, Bee. You can hang around them all you want until we leave the mountains." Blossomheart purred. Beesting walked back down when Vine summoned him up again.

Finally, the five cats walk down to meet his friends. They seemed to greet Blossomheart the most. "Hello, Blossompaw. I'm Rain. This is Storm and this is Drift." The grey one explains. "Clan cats!" Harpywhisper yelps. "Not Clan cats, Rogues." The brown one, Storm, Explained. They chatted a few moments before the others changed places.

"Crazy cats. Calling us apprentices." Harpywhisper spat, settling in his nest. "Oh well. Beesting found friends, and he can hang around them." Flarestorm explained, curling up. All four slept soundly.

## Chapter 14- A Confession And A Dream

Flarestorm wiggles Blossomheart awake. All the toms but Beesting were awake. "Follow." He whispers. They all walk into the moonlight, blushing profoundly. "Blossomheart..." Flarestorm nervously meows, face red. Blossomheart awaited what he would say, but her face was blushing as well. "We all love you.. Who.. Who do you love?" Flarestorm was quick to get it out. Blossomheart gasps a bit, eyes wide and face pink, and she took a few steps back.

"I.. I dont know!" She murmurs. All the toms look at each other. She ran back inside, skidding to a halt in her nest with moss flying out a small chunk. She curled up, trying to sleep again. The toms solemnly walk in as well, curling in their nests. Blossomheart fell asleep slowly.

She awoke in a huge, empty field, none of her friends beside her. Yet, It wasn't completely empty. A large amount of cats were walking up to her. The white shecat, unknowing why, felt her paws urging her towards them. Blossomheart slowly began walking closer and closer, before she broke into a sprint towards them. She felt tears rolling past her ears through the wind. Her pelt ruffled as she stopped in front of a tom. "Blossomheart..." He purred. "Palmstar, Is that.. You?" "Yes, While you and your friends were away, The other Clans teamed up and killed half our Clan. Beesting would be happy, though..." "Happy?" "Rainpaw deserved to be leader her whole life. She's our leader now. Rainstar." "Wow.. Also, How did you know my new name?" "In StarClan, they told me. Your mother is here." Palmstar finished, and a long-legged shecat with tears rolling down her face walked up. "Mother... Tallwhisker..." Blossomheart breathed, then walked toward the she-cat, and suddenly dug her face in the tuxedo cat's chest.

"Blossomheart, I'm so proud. We brang you here to tell you, the tribe knows how to stop the warring. You must ask Vine That Drapes Over Light, and he will tell you..." Tallwhisker purred quietly, resting her head on her daughter's. Palmstar flicked his tail, and a blue cat trotted up with a gay smile. "Bluesight, you too?" Blossomheart cocked her head. "The new medicine cat is Jadeclaw." Bluesight quickly explained, then stroked her tongue over Blossomheart's ear. "This reminds me of when you were first born, Blossomheart. I was the medicine cat who helped your mother, you know." Bluesight purrs mindlessly. Blossomheart felt tears of joy and sadness cascade down her cheek quickly and nonstop. Although the odd feeling of falling, falling a long time, felt in her stomach, seeing the world black. Her jaw gaped, not understanding the void she stood in. Blossomheart closed her eyes, only to open them and see light sifting through the shelter. She blinked sleep away, standing and stretching, and feeling the sticky roughness on her cheeks as if she'd been crying.

## Chapter 15- The Three Quests

"I can't believe it.." Flarestorm cried silently. "Half the Clan!?" Harpywhisper wailed. Blossomheart nodded solemnly. "We'd better go ask Vine, though." Beesting meows courageously. Jaywing sighed and gave an agreeful nod.

"I'll tell you on one case." Vine scoffed as he crushed marigold into a pulp. All the cats seemed eager to figure out. "Yes!" Jaywing purred. "You must do three quests for me." Vine quickly explained. The five cats look at each other. "We'll do them. What are they?" Flarestorm announced. "The first quest. You must kill the eagle that even our best warriors could not kill. Very flighty and clever." Vine meows in vain.

"Where is this eagle.." Jaywing moaned as they track next to a waterfall in vain to find the eagle. Suddenly, Beesting yowled, "Stop!" They all look at Beesting in confusement. "I smell eagle. Don't move.." He whispered. All their pelts bristled.

The eagle swooped overhead, then suddenly started diving down. It was rather large and it's feathers were to match. "Duck!" Jaywing screeched. Every cat but Blossomheart managed to duck, and she yowled as it's talons dug into her pure white pelt. Blossomheart managed to struggle out of it's grip, dropping with a thud onto the hard rock. Her sides bled and her head had hit a rock. "Blossomheart!" Flarestorm yelps, running to her and lingering.

Blossomheart only saw blurry images. Her heart thumped in her mind, soul. She could see blood. Blossomheart could finally see Flarestorm, but only barely, and saw someone strange instead. "Mother..?" She whispered, then finally fell unconscious.

"Eagle!" Jaywing screeched, his haunches crunched then leapt. He ascended into the air perhaps nine feet, claws landing on the eagle who cawed in displeasure. The eagle fell to the ground at amazing speed, causing Jaywing to fly off, hitting against Blossomheart and immediately going unconscious. Beesting leapt and pinned it before it could gain air again. He bit and tore, and then Harpywhisper ran up. Both were desperately hurting it, until it bled out. The huge eagle had been successfully taken down, and it took it's last, shuddering breath.

"Here's it's body." Flarestorm scoffed, giving the eagle to Vine. The toms gave Jaywing and Blossomheart to Vine to take care of for the rest of the quests. "What's the second quest?" Harpywhisper meows impatiently. "Alright. Second quest. There's been a waterfall recently that caused much flooding. If you can block it off, you'll succeed." Vine purred, soon applying herbs to the two cats.

"There it is.." Flarestorm gasps at the rather huge waterfall that cascaded down. "Okay, how do we do this? A boulder!?" Harpywhisper scoffed hopelessly. "If only Blossomheart were here, she's so hopeful and smart.." Flarestorm moaned. Beesting was busy fiddling around for a solution. "I got it!" He meows. "What is it?" Flarestorm and Harpywhisper question his answer.

Soon there was a dam blocking the river of sticks, rocks and mud. "Great idea, Beesting!" Flarestorm purred joyfully. They rush back for Vine, walking inside the den. "Alright, final quest PLEASE!" Harpywhisper pleaded. "Alright, alright. You gotta find.." Vine stretched out the moment intensely. "Spend a whole day and night hunting." Vine purred simply. They sighed in relief, Walking out.

"This should be easy compared to the eagle." Flarestorm purred as he picked up his mouse. "So far I've gotten a mouse, a rabbit, and a few eggs. It's almost night from all the other quests, so it's not too much hunting." Flarestorm added. The others said what they'd caught so far and separated again.

"What's the answer!?" Harpywhisper demanded. "Alright. The answer is..."

## Chapter 16- It's Soon To End

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"To threaten each Clan. Blossomheart will know the exact threat for each Clan." Vine meows to the now awaken cats and the toms. They all look at each other. "Then we should get going.." Flarestorm sighs.

As they track the mountains, they were silent, until they heard a cat. "Beepaw!" She yowled. They turn around to see three cats, apprentice age. "Storm? Drift? Rain?" He cocks his head. "We'd like to come with you, please!" Drift questioned sincerely. "Yes, of course." Every cat agreed at once, Beesting the loudest. "Also, keep in mind, I'm not Beepaw. I'm Beesting. This is Flarestorm, Jaywing, Blossomheart, and Harpywhisper." Beesting purred. They all nod.

"Is it always this *boring* to travel?" Storm moaned after a few hours. The original five glance back at her in confusement. "Uh... I suppose not." Flarestorm shrugged, looking ahead again. Harpywhisper fell back beside Storm on accident. "Hey." He meows, looking at her. "How did Beesting find you guys anyway?" He tilted his head.

After they explained, They seemed to get emotional. "I remember when we first started exploring." Flarestorm meows with a cocked head. "Yeah. Seemed scary. Remember Shi-Shi, Too? She stole your rock if I'm correct." Jaywing shrugged. "Perhaps on the way back we could visit her and get it back!" Blossomheart purred. "Yeah!" Harpywhisper jumped. Drift and Rain look at each other, then Drift walked faster until walking beside Beesting. "Bee, You know I'm still a little ticked off by you, right?" She scoffed. Beesting looked at her, smiling gayly. "I know." He shrugged.

They were quick stepping. Finally, Flarestorm took the first step on normal ground. "Awesome to be on level ground!" Harpywhisper laughed, running around the cold stone. "Yet it's soon to end, our joy." Flarestorm sighed, not even stopping to breath the thin air instead of thick. "I suppose.." Jaywing meows gloomily, keeping pace with the flame-colored tom.

The snow fell gently on the sleeping cats. They were tired from a whole day of traveling and had found an abandoned two-leg house that had holes in it's roof, but blocked out the cold winds. A weeping willow tree swayed outside. They all snored softly, some murmuring in their sleep. Yet an egyption mau shecat slowly crept in, who seemed to have been traveling a long time. Her pelt was covered with snow and her eyes were glazed. "It's soon to end.." Blossomheart echoed in her sleep.

## Chapter 17- An Old Friend

"Shi-Shi?!" Beesting yowled as the cats awoke. The egyption mau shook off snow, and a black tom walked up behind her. "Payback time, Coal." She growled. "You little advantage taker, Beesting." She spat. "Uhhh.." Beesting stammered, somewhat scared of the black tom that towered over him. Shi-Shi smirked. "My owners moved and forgot me, so I became a rogue. Shi-Shi is a kittypet name. My new name is Tawny." Shi-Shi snarled. "Tawny?" Beesting gaped. Flarestorm blinked sleep from his eyes, seeing the intruder, and standing.

"I've also come to steal something more" She laughed, leaving them to Coal. While they battled, she snuck behind and dragged Blossomheart out. Tawny got very far before collapsing down on her thighs with Blossomheart. "Stole her. Now they'll do anything for me!" Tawny laughed. She saw Coal walk up with the rest of the toms. "Good. Here's your pay. A pretty shecat." Tawny scoffed, Shoving the unconscious Blossomheart to him. He smirked, walking off with her clenching firmly in his fangs. The pure white shecat seemed tiny compared to him, and dangled in his jaws.

When Coal reached his cave, it was homely and warm. Coal finally was visible, and was a rather scraggly, ugly pitch black tom with dirt-color eyes. He set the alluring shecat down on the cold stone. "Beatiful!" He purred rather joyfully. Blossomheart blinked awake, still blurry from the sassafras. She glanced up at him, only seeing a towering black figure. He entwined his tail around her neck, smiling and closing both his wounded and clean eyes.

She finally regained herself, standing. "Who are you?" She snarled. "I'm Coal" He smiled, purring. Her eyes widen, backing up against the cave wall. "Away from me, Foxheart!" She snarled angrily. Coal was slightly hurt, eyes narrowing. "No." He retorted simply.

"Great. Now what?" Jaywing growled. Everycat but Blossomheart was tied with vines to a tree and was stuck there. "I have a plan. Storm and Harpywhisper both are in a good position to claw out of their vines. Then they'll sneak out and find Blossomheart." Flarestorm whispered, and indeed, Storm and Harpywhisper both clawed out with ease. They glance at each other nervously of each other and walk off into the fierce snow.

"Ouch!" Storm coughed, being thrown down into the snow by the flurry. "You okay?" Harpywhisper stammers. "Yeah. I'm stronger than you think." Storm spat. *Storm turns out to be so interesting. I wonder...* Harpywhisper thought, tracking along with Storm by his side.

## Chapter 18- Escape

"I Can see it!" Storm purred, running faster. Her paws were numb and so were Harpywhisper's. *I was certain I liked Blossomheart, I just felt that sparky feeling. But I feel a new sparking feeling... Is it to her?* Harpywhisper thought as he slowly began getting faster to keep up.

"We found her!" Harpywhisper murmured to Storm as they stared at Coal and Blossomheart argue. Storm leapt out, tackling Coal down. Coal easily kicked Storm off, knocking her unconscious and kicking her into Harpywhisper. The force of her running into him made him fly into the stone walls, her on top of him and still fainted. Harpywhisper struggled to his paws, looking Coal straight in the eyes. Harpywhisper began running towards him, tackling him down, and before Coal could move, Harpywhisper clawed him in the wounded eye, reopening it and blood trickling down his face.

Coal kicked Harpywhisper off, growling as blood poured down his face violently. Without warn, Flarestorm and the others burst in. Flarestorm grabbed Blossomheart while they all dealt with Coal. When they struggled through the snow and got a few minutes away, Flarestorm collapsed with Blossomheart. She blinked awake, sitting up, and looking Flarestorm straight in the eyes.

Finally all the cats ran over, Coal limping a few feet back. They began to flee, knowing what Coal was. Desperate.

They were definitely faster, paws numbing in the snow. The blizzard had already died down, but the snow was around five feet deep. As they fled, finally Coal went out of sight. Drift screeched as the snow plummeted beneath her, and Beesting ran to help. "I don't need *your* help." Drift spits, struggling out of the hole herself. Beesting walked ahead to walk beside Flarestorm in despair.

"Shi-Sh.. I mean Tawny was pretty angry." Flarestorm murmured. "It wasn't pleasant, I know that." Rain muttered. Drift shrugged, looking away smugly. Harpywhisper's blue and peach pelt was just now calming down, unlike the others'. "Well, We're all safe. But we certainly didn't gain any distance when Tawny was there." Jaywing scoffed with a shrug of despair.

## Chapter 19- The Masters

"Who are they?" Rain muttered. They were staring at four cats, one a shecat and the rest toms. One was busy crushing up herbs, one pressing on some wood that vaugely looked like a cat, The shecat oddly thinking and staring at the sky, One scratching wood on the ground. They seemed to be apprentices. "Hey, I recognise them!" Drift announced. "They're the four masters, very well known. Each one specialises differently. One is *Splash The Poison Master,* One is *Blaze The Fire Master,* Another *Lotus The Emotions Master,* And last of all *Crow the Pressure Points Master.* They're very dangerous when working together." Drift explained. The cats look at each other and cringe.

"I smell cats!" The orange one with the stick growled. "Yeah, I do too." The blue one stopped crushing his herbs. "Let's get them, Then!" A tomcat with the bark snapped. "Calm down, Crow." The shecat, Most likely Lotus, meowed. Her voice was soft and squeaky. Crow viciously darted around. Oddly though, Crow wasn't normal looking. He was light brown with huge, black ears, and a white underbelly. He also was oddly small. "Crow is known for the fact that he's a caracal instead of normal cat. His breed comes from Africa and jumps super high." Drift explained.

"Who are you?" Blaze, the orange tom, had found the travelers. "We are explorers, sorry. I'm Flarestorm. This is Blossomheart, Jaywing, Harpywhisper, Beesting, Storm, Drift, and Rain." Flarestorm quickly explained. "Fine. I'm Blaze. This is Splash, Lotus, and Crow." Blaze spits. Splash walked up and inspected them. "They got nothing on them. Rocks, dust, nothin'." Splash shrugged. "They ain't rogues then." Crow muttered.

"May we stay with you awhile?" Beesting shoved to the front. His eyes kept darting to Lotus. "Sure." Blaze meowed suspiciously of Beesting's eyes. As they walk into their camp, It turned out to be more interesting looking than they thought. Each one had a nest that was draped in different, abnormal objects. Splash and Lotus were talking casually. Crow was busy cleaning out his nest and making new, Temporary nests for the new cats.

The cats were sound asleep. Blossomheart opened one eye when she heard battling outside. All the masters but Lotus were gone, and she was watching over them with gentle eyes. Outside was something amazing and something Blossomheart had never seen before. The three masters were battling two huge, jet black wolves, who were brothers most likely. Yet the masters didn't cower the slight, and a battle broke out immediately. It wasn't long before the brother wolves turned tail and fled.

"Wow..." Blossomheart whispered. The masters walked back in from the freezing night wind. They curled up and slept, not noticing the awoken shecat at all.

## Chapter 20- So Close

"I recognise this place!" Flarestorm gasped. "It's our old territory!" Jaywing stopped, his paws trembling. They all stopped and sat in the grass. "Palmclan territory..." Harpywhisper's eyes widened.

"Home!" Blossomheart screeched, bursting into a Clan camp. Many glances landed on her, but a shecat walked up. "Rainstar?" Beesting gasped. "Yes, Beesting, Blossomheart, Flarestorm, Jaywing, Harpywhisper, Rain, Drift, Storm. Don't ask how I knew your names, now come. I'd love to hear your story."

"So you can stop the war?" Rainstar gasped. "Yes. Just please stay out of our work." Jaywing dipped his head. As soon as they said that the cats walked out to eat. As they ate, Blossomheart chatted with Flarestorm, Drift, Rain, And Jaywing talked, Beesting and Rainstar talked, and Storm and Harpywhisper talked awkwardly. Everything seemed joyful for once.

"Be careful in LeafClan territory, they won't take kindly to a PalmClan cat." Rainstar warned as they walk off. Drift, Storm, and Rain had stayed behind in the Clan to meet everybody. "How do we do this?" Flarestorm turned his head to ask Blossomheart. "I have the feeling we can creep them by covering ourselves with mud. Splash taught me how to make fake mist by splashing a lot of water. Jaywing and Harpywhisper will pour water and the rest of us will pretend." Blossomheart shrugged. Everycat thought this was brilliant.

"Water's ready." Jaywing meowed to the mud-covered cats. "Alright, here we go!" One of the muddy cats meowed, running into a lively camp. Everybody turned to stare in confusement. "We have come to say the wars *must* stop for our survival." The shecat covered in mud shouted blankly. Kits were urged by the queens into the nursery. A warrior walked up. "And what will you do?" He spat. Blossomheart's plan was failing.

As he meowed that, the mist began shrouding camp, making the warrior a bit worried. "Or this Clan will slowly and painfully die." Blossomheart's green eyes narrowed. The warrior bore his teeth, turning away. "Fine. Next Gathering we'll announce LeafClan as giving up in the war, and that LeafClan wants to be neutral." The warrior shamefully grumbled, walking back into his den.

"Awesome idea, Blossomheart!" Beesting laughed. "Two Clans to go!" Jaywing purred as the three cats washed mud off gently. "Which Clan next, GnawClan or SnareClan?" Flarestorm wondered, washing mud off his ear. "Snare." Blossomheart meowed simply, washing the last bits of her mud off her leg.

## Chapter 21- SnareClan And GnawClan

"Wow, SnareClan territory is gloomy!" Harpywhisper whined as they stepped across cold rocks. "What plan this time?" Jaywing shrugged. "Alright. This idea is tough, but..."

A vine was hidden around a dead eagle's body, and the one holding the other side of the vine was Jaywing on a big boulder. He was making it fly in a circle above their camp, scaring the kits, queens, and apprentices. Every remaining camp joined in one to make a creepy, loud, deity-type voice, saying, "Stop the wars!" Most of the warriors were nodding and screeching, "We will!"

"Well that was fast." Flarestorm shrugged when they were done. "Yep..." Jaywing stretched his paws from carrying the huge eagle. "GnawClan, finally." Harpywhisper purred. "What do we do with them, Blossom?" Beesting asked this time. "We'll find crowfood and stick it in their fresh kill. It'll probably make them think it's a bad omen and crowd around the medicine cats. While we do that we'll completely steal the prey, and then muss up the nursery and leaders den." Blossomheart explained clearly.

The cats snuck into the camp, sticking a rather rotten piece of prey in their pile. It didn't take long for, as Blossomheart said, for some cat to notice and then most cats began crowding the medicine cat. They each took about five pieces of prey and in a few trips the pile was gone. They rushed and messed up the dens, and ran out and hid in a tree, watching GnawClan's reaction. "This is StarClan saying the wars must stop!" The medicine cat announced. The cats look at each other.

"That was great!" Jaywing purred. Suddenly, Flarestorm yelped. A badger lumbered out of the bushes, a huge one. It was female and seemed to be scrounging for food. This wasn't good. They all leapt up a tree, but without warn, Beesting fell out of the tree, plummeting down.

## Chapter 22- Is This Really How It Ends?

"Beesting!" Jaywing screeched. Beesting had landed, his head on a rock and bleeding. The badger lumbered up to him, sniffing the bleeding cat. Her huge teeth bore in laughter. "Easy prey!" The badger snuffed. It raised a huge paw, digging it's claws into Beesting's stomach. Flarestorm leapt down, hissing and his pelt on end.

Next was Harpywhisper, who leapt down right on top of the badger as it began to struggle. After was Jaywing, who leapt and swatted the badger in the face with his claws unsheathed. The badger in retort bit Jaywing's paw, and he leapt back with a small pained noise. The badger rolled over, crushing Harpywhisper under her weight, and got up again. Harpywhisper struggled away.

Next was Blossomheart, who leapt, bit it's snout shut and dug her claws in it's shoulders. The badger shook her off and retreated. Beesting was quickly loosing blood, and they rushed to pick him up and get him to camp.

Rainstar's face was covered in tears, looming over the shuddering body of Beesting. Beesting looked up at her, and he had gained consciousness again. "Rain...Star..." He whispered, putting a paw on hers. Drift looked away indignantly but the others watched. "Beesting!" She whimpered, trembling. Yet, suddenly, Beesting smiled softly. "I died honorably. We saved PalmClan. Death isn't a bother. StarClan will welcome me, and we'll see again..." Beesting choked.

He was beginning to slow down in his breath. "I don't mind death anymore. I lived I life I wanted. I... I love you, Rainstar..." Beesting whispered, whiskers trembling. Rainstar dug her face into his pelt. "Don't die, please!" She whimpered. But Beesting didn't react. His sides had stopped moving.

"Beesting!" She yowled over the dead body. Beesting had died with a smile. "Goodbye..." They all whispered to the tom. Nobody cared what bad he used to do. He was an honorable cat. "I... Guess this is it. We did our prophecy... Is this really how it must end?..." Flarestorm whispered. Blossomheart looked over at Flarestorm. She smiled solemnly. Without warn, She dug her face in his pelt. "I... I love you, Flarestorm..." She whispered without warn.

Flarestorm's face went pink. Harpywhisper looked at Storm awkwardly, who returned his gaze softly. It was clear what their eyes were signaling- *I feel the same.* They smiled at each other.

"This is really how it shall end, and it's a good ending."

## *THE END*

I'll make a sequel if people want!

ALSO, I think this was the THIRD STORY to EVER BE FINISHED on THIS WIKI! Tell me if I'm Wrong! Even So at 3rd, Blossoming Hope is officially the most chapter-full of them at 22 Chapters!

*The best lines of the characters-*

*Blossomheart- Stay Hopeful!*

*Jaywing- What's next?*

*Flarestorm- I guess this is it. We did our prophecy. Is this really how it must end?*

*Harpywhisper- Yeah!*

*Beesting- I died honorably. We saved PalmClan. Death isn't a bother, StarClan will welcome me, and we'll meet again.*

Sequel Likely-ness: 100%

SPECIAL THANKS TO...

Blueclaw/fluf42: You encouraged me all the way!

Shiftingstar/Ne0ncolours: Shiftingstar's Destiny gave me tons of inspiration!

## Epilogue

The scent of blood stained the night sky. A huge tom who's pelt was as golden as the stars smirked at seven cats. "Rainstar!" A shecat yowled, running over to a dead body. "No!" She yowled. "Blossomheart, don't bother. Your doomed to die. Now breath your last breath!" The huge golden tom laughed, knocking Blossomheart in the head with one huge paw, causing her to go unconsious. The huge tom, known as Lionheart, laughed loudly. "Pitiful!" Lionheart cawed, killing Blossomheart with a swift bat. "Blossomheart!" An orange tom screeched.