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| - "Get Fernflight." Cloudstar snapped. "I need her to do something for me." Mothflight quickly dipped her head. "Of course, Cloudstar." She mewed hurriedly and turned to look for the wiry brown she-cat. Cloudstar then called Mothflight back in. "Get Miststorm too." He yowled. The pale she-cat waved her tail to indicate that she heard him and stuck her head in the warriors den where Fernflight was curled up. She gulped and went over to wake her. "What do you want?" Fernflight snapped, lashing out. Mothflight scurried back. "Cloudstar wants you in his den, that's all." She muttered, trying not to get her pelt ripped off by the snappy runt. Fernflight grumbled and pushed herselves up. "Tell him I'll be there soon." She growled, licking her chest fur and grooming her pelt. "He shouldn't have to wake me up for some stupid news." The pale she-cat muttered someting in audible and padded towards the the clearing area where Miststorm was. "Cloudstar wants you." She mewed to her. Miststorm stared loftily at her. "For what reason? To entertain me? It's been awfully boring in this Clan for the past few moons. No battles, no real excitement going on anywhere. I ought to go complain to Cloudstar about this." Mothflight turned away. "You go do that." She sighed. Fernflight stretched and started up the rock pile when she saw Miststorm going the same way. "You? Whatever Cloudstar wants, I hope I don't have to do it with you." She muttered. Miststorm snorted and flicked her tail in her face. "Well too bad we're probably going to be best buddies after Cloudstar's done with us. Plus, you can entertain me if necessary." "Yeah." Fernflight hissed. "Entertaining." She gave Miststorm a whack and bounded ahead. Miststorm shrugged and sauntered after the grumpy she-cat. "This only gets better and better." She purred. Fernflight had already disappeared into the leader's den. "So why are we here?" Fernflight sighed, eyeing Cloudstar with respect and annoyance. Cloudstar narrowed his eyes at the brown she-cat. "You're here because I need two cats from ShadowClan to join up with two cats from ThunderClan, one cat from RiverClan, and one cat from WindClan and save the Clans from these vicious rogues." "Wonderful." Fernflight mewed sarcastically. "I get to run around and save the four Clans with her." The black she-cat laughed. "You sound as if I'm the worst thing in the world to be with." She mewed, flicking her black tail. "You are." Cloudstar shushed them both. "You'll head out now, go ahead a grab a mouse or something before you go. Try not to rip each other's head off." He added drily and Fernflight let out a loud groan. "You're the obnoxious one here." Miststorm only called to Fernflight, who stomped angrily towards the camp entrance. ~ Whisperstar sighed as she stared at the moon. Dear StarClan, why must we face those rogues at a time like this? We're dying, and you know I can barely send out a few warriors to save the Clans. Silverstrike nudged the leader. "You must send two warriors from ThunderClan. That's what the prophecy wants." Whisperstar curled her tail. "I know. Please call Archer and Softstep in. I must speak with them about their journey." Silverstrike dipped her head. "Of course, Whisperstar." When the two warriors were brought in, Whisperstar told them of the situation. "You must meet with the chosen ones from ShadowClan, RiverClan, and WindClan, and work with them to stop those rogues. I've chosen you two for your intelligence and your readiness to fight, and I trust that you'll get it done." They nodded and padded out into the night, towards the island where the other cats would be gathered. ~ "Lightningstar, are you sure about this?" Berryfur murmured. "You know that Rainstep has been a bit off lately, but surely StarClan would want you to choose differently?" The WindClan leader sighed. "I know she's very harsh on herself, but she is the best WindClan can offer. Half of our Clanmates are down with illness or injuries, and she's one of the fittest of us all." The medicine cat furrowed her brow. "You must think hard, Lightningstar, I do not want WindClan to fall at the hands of those rogues." "Nor do I." Berryfur hunched over. "If you must, I will fetch Rainstep. I just hope you know what you are doing." She whispered softly. "She may be unrealiable, but she's smart. I know nobody cares about her ideas, and nobody pays attention to them, but I have. She is trustworthy, and hopefully the other chosen cats can bond with her to bring out her true self." Berryfur only nodded. "Of course." Rainstep was escorted in, and the gray she-cat stared silently at Lightningstar, who found that unnerving. "I'm sending you to be apart of the chosen cats to save the Clans from the rogues." He explained. "I know you have good ideas, and I know you can fight well when you need to. I trust that you'll help this group, and you will stay loyal to them." The gray she-cat flicked her tail. "If they are any better than this Clan itself, then I do not think I will mind." She mewed. Lightningstar purred. "Then it is settled." ~ Stonestar gathered his tail in. "Fetch Feathershade for me, Mosspelt." The black tom nodded. "Of course, Stonestar." Feathershade walked in slowly, her eyes a bit mad and glazed like usual. "Feathershade, I want you to join the other chosen cats on their journey to defeat the rogues. Can I count on you?" The gray she-cat focused on Stonestar. "Me?" She gasped. "What if I lose it while I'm there. You never know what might happen to me on the way." She mewed softly. Stonestar smiled grimly. "I trust you, Feathershade. You're the only cat I know that can do this right. Please, Feathershade." The she-cat bowed her head. "If that's what you want, I will try." "Thank you."
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