Rise of SnowClan by Chocolatemeerkat (mobi reader android .txt) 📖

as Shadowstep padded up to the rock with his head held high. Robineye was so proud.
"Shadowstep has been a loyal warrior and a good friend to everyone, so he desreves it, no matter what!" Lizardeye added. Morninghawk smiled at her mate and licked his ear. Fernwhisker then felt strange. Her head and eye-sight had gone blurry, and it hurt. She then was spinning around. Fernwhisker yelped for help and the fell to the floor. She shut her eyes and stayed still. Falconkit, who was out there, rushed over to her friend.
"Fernwhisker's dead!" She squealed. No one heard her over the noise. She got Wildpaw, Swiftpaw and her brothers to help. They shouted and squealed above the noise. The clan still couldn't hear them.
"We need the rest of the apprentices." Wildpaw mewed. "Then everyone's bound to hear!" So, the 5 cats became a huge group of 9 loud, shouty cats. The clan stopped cheering and gasped in horror. Blazestrike ran over with Ivyfur and Puffinpaw. Ivyfur inspected her body, still breathing.
"She's perfectly fine. That's strange." Ivyfur mewed. "I better check again." She continued and had come to a decidsion.
"I'm going to take her to my den. It's just to check her over and see if she wakes up." Dustpaw was in horror now, so Morninghawk comforted him. Blazestrike and Darkmystery helped Ivyfur take Fernwhisker to her den.
"Idea!" Darkmystery then meowed. "You're going to the Moonstone tomorrow with the other medicine cats, aren't you?"
"If Fernwhisker doesn't awake, Puffinpaw will have to take my place and go by herself."
"But.. you have to go!"
"If a clan member urgently needs my help, I can't just leave them. It's part of what medicine cats do, look after their clan, no matter what their illness is."
"Yes, but you still have to go! It's not optional!"
"Stop yelling please, Darkmystery."
"Puffinpaw can look after her! She knows all the herbs and their uses!"
"Really?" Ivyfur turned her attention to the black she-cat.
"Yes. Mistheart, my mentor taught me everything. I nearly got my medicine cat name until my brother attempted to kill me. I don't even know the way to the Moonstone!"
"Very well. 2 are against me, so i'll go." Darkmystery and Puffinpaw sighed in reilef. Puffinpaw then went to her nest, curled up and went to sleep.
"I'll keep my eye on Fernwhisker." Ivyfur mewed. She sat down and waited for a miracle to happen.

(Dream, again)
Fernwhisker looked up at the sky. It had clouded over, and no one was in sight. A small kit ran towards her. It was a grey tabby, just like the one Lizardeye brought back!
"Help me.. please." It squeaked. To Fernwhisker's relief, Pebblefish's starry pelt came over.
"This kit is ill." She meowed. Fernwhisker gasped and curled her tail around it's body.
"What's wrong with it?" She asked worriedly.
"The kit, is not ill with a illness. It is ill with the truth. It hurts, as most cats say."
"What do you mean 'ill with the trusth'?"
"The betrayer will come. Beware."
"What!?!" Cloudpaw came over with a starry pelt. She wasn't smiling.
"The betrayer will come. Beware." She repeated. Fernwhisker looked confused. What were they going on about?
"Help me! Please! It hurts so much.. the truth!" The kit squealed.
"Hush little one." Pebblefish meowed softly. She turned to Fernwhisker. "Look after your clanmates, keep them safe, and hide the truth you know." Fernwhisker looked terrorfied. What did they mean? And what truth?
"Why did I collaspe during the naming of the new deprty? It was moonhigh!" She snapped, annoyed.
"It was the only way for you to know and understand the truth. The truth of what will happen to this kit and her brother. Also, you were not asleep. We send dreams and visions when you lot are asleep, napping or just moonhigh." Pebblefish meowed.
"Will I be awake when I return?"
"Yes, and back to normal. Just in a diffrent place. Good luck, Fernwhisker. Keep your power and the truth hidden."

When Fernwhisker woke up, it was sunrise. Everyone was awake and Ivyfur was beside her, eating a hare.
"About time you're awake!" She moaned. "I stayed up nearly all night watching you!"
"Sorry!" Fernwhisker apolgised. She got up and padded to the nusrery. Spottedflower was here with Robineye and Morninghawk.
"What are you two doing here?" Fernwhisker asked.
"Um, duh!" Robineye laughed.
"No, seriously, why are you here?"
"Expecting kits!" Morninghawk mewed in pride. Beside her were the RainClan kits. Fernwhisker congratulated her friend and looked at the tiny kits. They were bearly a quarter-moon old.
"Meet Owlkit and Cloudkit. Owlkit's the tom, Cloudkit's the she-cat. Myself and Lizardeye decided their names yesterday after the ceromony." Morninghawk mewed, licking their heads. Fernwhisker noticed that Cloudkit was the kit in the dream. Suddenly, Dustpaw rushed in and bounced onto Fernwhisker.
"Easy does it, you're not a excited Twoleg dog!" She laughed, escaping his reach.
"Sorry! I'm just happy because I have finshed training along with Rainpaw!" He purred.
"Great!" Cherrypaw and Blazestrike came in.
"Why are you guys sad?" Dustpaw asked.
"Cherrypaw can never become a warrior." Blazestrike mewed sadly.
"Yeah, I know." Dustpaw meowed, his whiskers twiching. "She's gone blind in one eye. She's not able to see very well, so Ivyfur is looking for a job for her." Clawedear padded into the nursery.
"Fernwhisker, you're on patrol with me and Hawkeyes." He meowed. Fernwhisker padded with him towards the forest, where Hawkeyes was waiting.
"Lets go." She meowed. The patrol ran through the forest and then stopped when they saw a huge monster!
"It's off the Thunderpath. That's partictuly strange." Clawedear whispered. It was chopping down the trees near the RainClan terrortory. Twoleg kits were running around with no older ones there to look after them.
"Typical." Hawkeyes mumbled. Fernwhisker had a small idea.
"Maybe if we report this back, then we can warn the other clans about the Twolegs. After all, StarClan would like it if we are helping the other clans." She meowed.
"Good idea." Clawedear agreed. They went back to camp.

The next day, Fernwhisker was sleeping beside Dustpaw, who was now Duststorm. Rainpaw was now Rainflower. Fernwhisker and Duststorm were now offcially mates.
"Hey, lets go get some prey, I am starving!" She whispered, nudging him. The young warriors went out to the fresh-kill pile, where Snowstar and Shadowstep were discussing something.
"Good day Shadowstep." Duststorm meowed to the black tom.
"Good day to you Duststorm. How are you on this fine day?" Shadowstep smiled.
"Feeling great. Who's on patrol?"
"They've already gone, but maybe you can hunt for a bit. Take anyone you like, but make sure a senior warrior is with you."
"Thanks! I'll take Fernwhisker and Bearpelt."
"Off you go!" Fernwhisker, Duststorm and Bearpelt left for the forest.
"I'm going towards the river. See you later!" Bearpelt meowed. "You guys go near to the cave where Secondleaf died all those moons ago, I believe prey's been running well there." The 2 cats, alone ran towards the cave, now called the Snow Mountains.
"I'll give you a challange. Whoever catches the least prey has to carry it all back." Fernwhisker meowed to her mate.
"Bring it on!" Duststorm teased. They both ran off to find prey. Within 10 minutes, Duststorm had won. They both went back to camp, despite they didn't know that they were being watched closly...

3 moons later, Fernwhisker was expecting kits. She decided to go out for a little stroll in the forest. Everyone had forgotten about the Twolegs.
"What a nice day!" Fernwhisker said to herself. She walk on until she heard a loud noise. It sounded like a cry for help. Fernwhisker ran as fast as she could and stopped. A Twoleg kit was terrorrising Wildpaw!
"I'm coming!" She shouted. Fernwhisker jumped over and hissed. She got her claws out and clawed the child's arm. It started to cry and ran off. Wildpaw got up.
"Thank you for saving me. Nightflame lured me out here. How stupid I was to trust him." She meowed, her tail thumping the ground angrily with herself. Suddenly, a bigger Twoleg came out of nowhere with a cage. It grabbed Fernwhisker's scuff and tried to shove her into the cage.
"Help me!" She begged. "I can't move!"
"I'll get a patrol to help you!" Wildpaw replied. She ran back to camp. Fernwhisker was now in the cage, feeling hurt. The Twoleg swung the cage around and put it into a monster. It got into the belly and started to go.
"Help me!" Fernwhisker cried. No one could hear her. She was trapped with the Twolegs.
Rose and Bronze

When Wildpaw had fetched a patrol with Badgerstripe, Riverstripe, Duststorm and Emeraldtail, they were too late. Fernwhisker had gone without a trace.
"My mate!" Duststorm yowled.
"Hush, no one will give up finding her. No one Duststorm, I promise you that." Riverstripe meowed kindly.
"Yeah! He's right!" Emeraldtail added. "Espically if she's expecting kits."
"I suppose, but what if no one ever finds her?" Duststorm mumbled.
"Stop being so.. difficult." Badgerstripe meowed, sounding annoyed and tired. "I grief too. She is my daughter after all." The whole clan, apart from Snowstar, kits, queens and elders showed up.
"What will we do Shadowstep?" Wildpaw asked.
"I say that a patrol goes out to the Twoleg place everyday to look for her. We should find her quicker that way." Shadowstep meowed. "First patrol: Lizardeye, Darkmystery, Leafdew and Swiftpaw. I'll decide the second one tomorrow." The 4 cats set off in search of the missing she-cat.

When Fernwhisker woke up, she was alone in a Twoleg nest. No one was around, and she was hungry. She got up and looked around. It was so strange.
"Hey, you! Come here!" A voice whispered. It was definently a she-cat. Fernwhisker followed the noise until she came to a hole in the wall. She crawled in and saw a white she-cat with black stripes and blue eyes.
"Hi! I'm Rose. Who are you?" The she-cat chirped sweetly.
"Um, hi. I'm Fernwhisker, a queen in SnowClan." Fernwhisker replied quietly.
"What's a queen?"
"A warrior expecting or nusring kits."
"Oh. What's a warrior?"
"A cat that fights for their clan and trains apprentices."
"What's a apprentice?"
"Apprentices are warriors-in-training. They start training at 6 moons old after 6 moons of kit-hood."
"What's a kit?"
"A newborn cat from a queen. Why do you keep asking questions? It's getting me tired and fed-up."
"Just want to know, I have no clue about this clan stuff. Hey, I am expecting, would that make me a queen in your clan?"
"Correct."
"Ok."
"What's going on down there!?" A voice shouted. It sounded gruff and tired. Fernwhisker flinched. A cat came towards the hole. It had soot all over its fur.
"Lets get out, only enough space for 2 here." Rose meowed. The 3 cats crawled out.
"Who's that?" Fernwhisker asked, looking at the cat covered in soot.
"Oh, him? That's Bronze, my mate. The dog around him chases him into the fireplace, hence why he's covered in soot." Rose sighed. Bronze shook his fur. The soot turned into smoke and