Goldenstar's Choice: Chapter 6Goldenstar's Choice: Chapter 6 by RussianBlues
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The warm sunlight soaked into the pelts of the two cats as they walked along the riverbank. The stale air of Leafbare was being replaced by the welcoming scent of Newleaf. There was another scent on the air, one that was heavy with precipitation.
Goldenpaw's pelt was tingling with excitement. He can now explore the territory! He can learn the secrets of battle, the tricks to fishing, and hopefully, get to go to his first Gathering.
His thoughts were interrupted by his mentor's mew. "So this is the river, we fish from here." Goldenpaw looked over at Lionclaw, who winced at how stupid that statement was.
"I already know what the river is," Goldenpaw rolled his eyes.
"I figured, you've been acquainted with it several times." Lionclaw stuck his tongue out and padded forward, leaving Goldenpaw's mouth agape in shock.
The two treaded along the bank, hopping on large, smooth stones and winding through th
Goldenstar's Choice: Chapter 5Goldenstar's Choice: Chapter 5 by RussianBlues
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It was finally Newleaf. The fresh scent of budding leaves and flowers greeted the Clans with a gentle touch. The sun now had a glimmer of warmth that was absent in the winter. The snow began to retreat to the dark, shadowy corners of the camp where it could find chilly refuge. The silent air was broken by the returning songs of the birds, and they swarmed the sky in a floating chorus.
Goldenkit's sleepy eyes fluttered open, revealing their bold, golden color. He was buried in his mother's white belly fur, hidden from the icy dawn air. He yawned widely and stretched, letting his claws out and digging them in the feathery nest.
Suddenly, he snapped out of his sleepy haze. Today was his apprenticeship ceremony! It was the day he would become a "-paw", and receive his mentor, who would teach him the ways of the warriors.
Now excited, Goldenkit could hardly contain himself. He felt like bouncing around
.:Ashen Leaves:. (part one)The air was cold, billowing into a visible cloud when one breathed. Such frosty weather made many retreat into their dens, fearful of wet pelts that could lead to a terrible cold or ache in the joints. It was amazing that such serene...cold calmness cold hold such beauty. Tiny, miniature clouds fell from the sky, slow and beautiful, as if starclan were crying tears of joy and playfulness. Each tiny drop of frozen rain, though tiny, made the stiff, frozen dark brown ground become a perfect canvass of white, an excellent world in which to create something out of nothing..:Ashen Leaves:. (part one) by vivikitty473
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He still didn't know what made him leave the den that frosty night. Maybe instinct? Hunger? The urge to pee perhaps? No...Looking back at the moment, he was certain it was a feeling. A deep longing he hadn't felt in his many days of solitude. But, at the moment, he pondered the question as he padded along; trying his best to ignore the aching sting of the snow and chilly terrain against his paw pads as he walked.