Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Jul 29, 2005 16:11:03 GMT -5
The stars of the Silverpelt glittering above her, goldenstream breathed the scent of the golden fields. she always felt close to the long-dead cats and the ones that died recently on nighttime hunts and walks. ever since her mother died she had been taking them almost every three nights. She always brought back fresh-kill because it cheered her up, and after the sad memories the night brought, she needed it. She always took a nap out here; in fact, she slept better than in the warriors den in the WindClan camp! She lay down and closed her eyes. Like always, she dreamed of her mother:
"Hello Mother," she purred as a shooting star turned into the yellow-orange she-cat, lightstripe. "hello," lightstripe replied. "listen" said lightstrip. "I have never had to warn you of anything before. But now is different. Difficult times are coming for every clan. WindClan must be prepared for a drought. many cats will go thursty. warn your leader."
Goldenstream awoke with a start. She remembered her dream and shivered. She had th go to camp and tell Treestar!
to: windclan leader's den
"Hello Mother," she purred as a shooting star turned into the yellow-orange she-cat, lightstripe. "hello," lightstripe replied. "listen" said lightstrip. "I have never had to warn you of anything before. But now is different. Difficult times are coming for every clan. WindClan must be prepared for a drought. many cats will go thursty. warn your leader."
Goldenstream awoke with a start. She remembered her dream and shivered. She had th go to camp and tell Treestar!
to: windclan leader's den