ENTRY: Lilykit strutted around the camp gleefully. "Hehehehe!" She exclaimed. "I won the moss-ball! I won the moss-ball!" She bragged about the whole camp. She made sure to say it loudly, too, just in case any kit would care. "Lilykit," Said her mother, Bluefeather. "Dont be rude, my dear." Lilykit looked at her, confused. "But I was just being proud of my acheivement!" Lilykit mewled. Bluefeather just let out a mrrow of amusement. "Alright my dear." Purred Bluefeather. "Just be kind about it." Lilykit pranced off and yowled "OKAY!" Later that day, actually really late, moon-high late, Lilykit woke up with a thorn in her paws. As she limped off to the medicine den, a figure flashed in front of her, took a swipe, and all went black. TO BE CONTINUED... 608 characters without spaces
Space bar for the other title ADDITIONAL STORY: One stormy night, two kits were born to Fennel, a golden she-cat, and Spruce, a dark brown tabby tom. "They're perfect!" Exclaimed Fennel, her eyes glistening. "Just perfect." Spruce looked on somberly and whispered "Amazing." He happily laid himself down by the kits and started to lick them clean. "What should we name them?" asked Fennel. "The tom... how about Cedar?" The tiny light brown tom started to mew as if he agreed. "Yes, indeed." Purred Fennel. "And the she-cat..." Started Spruce. "Gold." Said Fennel, as she looked down at the tiny golden tabby. As Gold nuzzled towards her mother, nobody but the stars had any idea of the interesting destiny she would behold. -_-_- Many moons later, Gold was playing out in the maple leaves when she heard a rustle in the bushes. "Cedar!" She exclaimed. But as the bushes parted, she found a distressed Cedar panting instead of a happy one. "What's wrong? Did the beetle chase you?" Teased Gold. "No... something much worse..." Cedar whispered. "What?" said Gold, suddenly distressed herself. "Mom." Panted Cedar. That was all Gold needed to hear to dart off to the den. Thoughts of distress whirled around her. "What if she dies like Dad?" Thought Gold. In what felt like hours, Gold made it to their den to find their mother panting uncontrollably. The herbs Gold had given her were not working... green-cough was winning... -_-_ 1 moon later, Gold, now Goldpaw, found herself in WillowClan failing yet another battle move. Ever since a warrior named Heatherpelt had found her and her remaining family, she had lived in their camp. Some cats still mistrusted her, but for the most part she was accepted. Her mother had not died and was now under the care of the medicine cat. Slash! Goldpaw only hit air and found herself pinned down. Growling, she exclaimed "I GIVE UP!" and stormed off into the forest. -_-_ As Goldpaw bolted through the forest, she started to smell a new, unusual scent. As she slowed her stride, she bumped into a broad, strong and VERY ANGRY cat. "What are you doing on RedClan territory?" Growled the tom. "I-I just..." Goldpaw started. But before she could finish her sentence, the tom got a sudden bright look in his eyes and grabbed her by the scruff. As he ran with Goldpaw back to camp, Goldpaw yowled as loud as she could. "STOP IT!" she screeched. Finally, she reached camp and immediately noticed that all the cats were looking at her desprately. "DAWNSTAR!!! LIGHTSPARK!!! BRIAREVE!!!" Screeched the tom. "WE FOUND OUR NEW MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE!" As Briareve trotted up to her, she collapsed. Suddenly, it all clicked for Goldpaw. Their medicine cat was about to move on to the stars without an apprentice. She was meant to be the new medicine cat of RedClan. With all her herb knowledge from her time as a loner, she vowed to not disappoint her new Clan. THE END!!!
