Thread:Winterwhisper432/@comment-26046797-20160623023616

I probobly will get last place :P:

My name was Patchpool, and I was just like you.

I loved some cats, and hated others, I dreamed of being deputy, and feared getting old.

How foolish I was, to bother hating, in a world where anyone and everyone can be stolen.

I was the only one,

The one who escaped,

the one who never found his son, and found his mate in her last moments of life.

Foxstar our leader, dead, Whitefern, our deputy, gone, and Deliver, our medicine cat, stolen by starclan, I am the only one.

Or am I?

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">As I walk around the territory,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">And I hear a squeek,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">A tiny meek squeak,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">And as I search for the sound

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">I spot the creatcher,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Meek and tiny as they are,

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">They still are.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Who are you?” The tiniest kit meowed quietly.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;margin-right:-72pt;"><span style="font-size:14.666666666666666px;font-family:Arial;color:#000000;font-weight:400;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">My shoulders striated “I, I am Patchstar, leader of Shadowclan, and you, are the new era.”

<span style="font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Patchstar sat up straight “I, Patchstar leader of ShadowClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentice. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as a warrior in turn.” turning to Hopepaw and Brightpaw <span style="font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">these are the first apprentices i've ever made, the beginning of our clan. <span style="font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?” they looked up excitedly “I do!” he smiled, heart swelling “Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. “Hopepaw, from this moment you will be known as Hope Dawn. StarClan honors your Strength, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Shadowclan.” turning to Brightpaw he meowed “And I name you Brightwater StarClan honors your persistence” resting his muzzle on each of their head, he received a lick on his shoulder in return “You will sit vigil, guarding camp” he meowed <ac_metadata title="oneshop"> </ac_metadata>