Journey to the North

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Journey to The North

This, my friend, is a journey you will seek to discover. A journey like no other. A journey that will fill your head with wonder, imagination. This is a journey of life. Or, to the north. In this story collab, you will find three kits, with wonder, hope, and adventure. Now, please, read on.

Prologue

*This chapter was edited by Ne0nCol0urz*

Stars glittered in the ebony sky, and soft snowflakes fell down onto the silky white ground. A figure trudged through the snow, wind buffeting their fur. Their dark shadow cast down on the snow because of the bright full moon high in the sky. The figure seemed to be heading to a mountain, so tall it's peak brushed against the soft clouds.

When the figure finally got to the bottom of the hill, there was a dim lit cave in front of them. They stepped in, and a gentle glowing light from a stone revealed the unknown creature's face; a silver tabby tomcat with piercing blue eyes. His icy blue gaze was fixed on the stone, and he touched his nose to it. Suddenly, he gently collapsed and dream took over him like a crashing wave.

He found himself in a field, not covered in icy snow, but stretching across the field was tall grass all the way up to his underbelly. Flowers grew around him, and the feline felt comfortable where he was.

Just then, a black she-cat padded up to him, her emerald gaze on the silver tom.

"Greetings, Stonestar." She meowed.

Stonestar twitched his nose. "Greetings."

"I see you have came to share tongues with us." The ebony she-cat meowed.

"That is correct." Stonestar quivered.

"If you want to know something," The obsidian felis catus started. "I have a prophecy."

"Really?" Stonestar stared at her with shocked, but thoughtful eyes.

"Oh, yes. Here it is." She started mysteriously. "Fire will blaze until everything is down, but three will survive and follow the northern skies to their destiny."

Stonestar tilted his head, then realzied that was all she was going to say. He had an idea in his head what it meant, but didn't understand it completely. Stonestar dipped his head respectfully. "Thank you, Ebonyfire."

Ebonyfire just nodded, and then the world turned over Stonestar and he woke up. *A prophecy..* He thought. *I must figure out what it means before it is too late.*

Chapter 1

*This chapter was edited by Jam14774*

*Pitter-Patter*. The rain fell hard upon the camp. Inside the nursery were many kits and queens, hiding in the corners. The rain had never fallen this hard in moons. Lightning crackled in the distance. "It's okay..." A queen meows quietly to her kit, trying not to let her own fear drown her consoling.

The leader walked out of his den, looking around and ignoring the hard pitter-patter on his head. Suddenly, lightning cracked, and a huge tree fell down in front of the exit of camp. It bore flame, much bigger than any rain could put out. Before long the camp would catch fire.

"Get out the nursery!" Queens were urging their confused kits. Once they were out, three kits were standing beside each other. They looked at each other in bizarre minds. "Exit camp!" The leader yowled as cats desperately looked for an exit. The three kits, hearing this, began panicking. They looked at their mother, who was as well, looking for an exit. The three kits hurried off, looking at the original exit, that was blocked by a tree.

The fire blazed high on the camp walls and on many of the dens. The kits gazed upon the tree. "Look!" One squeaked, and began digging at a place on the tree. It opened to a hole big enough for kits their age to manage past. They went through, one by one, and fled far as they could on their small legs.

They gasped for breath as they stumbled out of the blazing forest. The kits were full of splinters and were covered in dust and ash. They slowly walk to the original sunning-rocks, looking at each other in exhausted, worried eyes.

"I'm Blossomkit..." One suddenly spoke. She had pink eyes and a pure white, attractive pelt. "I'm Thornkit." A brown one spoke, his green eyes still wide. "I'm Wolfkit." The last one spoke. He had a glossy grey pelt with white speckles on his muzzle and paws, and chocolate brown eyes. "Well, I suppose our Clan is dead... What do we do? Where do we go?" Blossomkit cried. "I used to hear stories about a northern Clan from the elders. We could travel there!" Thornkit meows, trying to keep his cheer up. "Oooooh!" Wolfkit squeaks.

They curl up, too weary to do anything else, and close their eyes. Hunger didn't bother them. They just slept soundly, aching paws finally resting. This would be hard. They had lost their mothers. Everything they had. But they'd stay strong.

*"Fire will blaze until everything is down, But three will survive and follow the northern skies to their destiny...." Stonestar's last words as his last life was dragged up to StarClan.*

Chapter 2

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"Come back here," Wolf snarled at the squirrel. He sprinted after it and skidded to halt infront of Blossom. They took out the second part of their name's. It reminded him too much of him clan. Everything was dead, no turning to the past. "Hey Blossom," he nodded to her. Wolf peered over her shoulder frowning as the squirrel sprinted away. He could see Blossom's mouth moving, but his full attention was on that plump squirrel.

"Wolf, Wolf!" His gaze flickered back to Blossom. "Ye...Yeah?" He made contact with her pink eyes. She waved her paw infront of his face. "I was asking you about the journey." She meowed calmly. The squirrel came tubling down the tree. He grinned widely, and shoved Blossom aside. He smirked andpounced on it. Biting it quickly on the neck he killed it. "Finally you little pest, you were saying Blo-" He turned to see her laying in a pool of mud. Wolf felt his ears turn hot in embarrasment. She gave him a hard glare before standing up, "Yes, and I see you care about that more than about your friend?" She meowed, her lips twitching upwards in a smile. "It's plump, it will taste amazing, it's food!"

She rolled her eyes and padded away. He paded after her and frowned when he saw Thorn. They never really got along well, just arguments. He greeted Thorn with a nod before sitting next to Blossom. He tore a third of it and flung it over to Thorn, then took the other pice for himself ad Blssom. He tore them into and took a bit. "Ohhh," he groaned. The only prey he'd eaten in over days! It tasted amazing! He finished it up in a couple of swift bites. Wolf lapped his paw and started cleaning his whiskers.