Blocked Moon

Yeah, in my opinion, FAIL NAME D:. OH NOES. Oh well. So. . . this is about Redwing of ThunderClan. And his path. Of epicness. :3 I want it to be called Four Leaders, not Redwing's Path, okay? It focuses on three other warriors from the other Clans and their mysterious pasts. 67.207.246.48 Eevee

'Chapter 1
Berrytail dropped the soaked moss at the entrance of Whitestar's den. "Whitestar?" he called softly. His leader was whispering something. "Whitestar!" he meowed louder. Whitestar's head snapped up and she yowled, "It's my fault! It's all my fault you're dead! Forgive me!" She reared onto her hind legs, and crashed down onto the floor. Berrytail squeaked in alarm and ran to Whitestar's side. She looked unconcious. "What in Silverpelt? Whitestar, wake up!" He shook her with his paws. The dirty white she-cat blinked her eyes open and mewed quietly, "Burrpelt? I'm sorry. It's my fault you died." Her voice cracked. Berrytail was surprised. Burrpelt was an elder, and he had died of starvation. So why did Whitestar think that he was a dead cat? He did look like Burrpelt, with the same spiky tan fur and watchful amber eyes, but he was certainly younger than Burrpelt. "It's not him, Whitestar. It's Berrytail, your medicine cat."

Whitestar stumbled closer, and then she sighed. "Oh. You." She dragged herself back to her nest. Then she started to whisper harshly. "It's my fault, it's my fault. I didn't give you enough food or water. Forgive me. Please?" Then her head snapped up. "What forgiveness can I expect from StarClan? They know I killed my mate.  So why don't I join them?" She placed a claw to her throat.

"No! Whitestar, don't" Berrytail yowled, trying not to panic. He leaped, taking Whitestar's claw away from her throat. "You've got one life left. You must enjoy it."

"''Enjoy it?" ''Whitestar sneered. Her fur rose. "Knowing I murdered a cat? No. Want to hear a list of things that happened while I was leader? Emberblaze's hind legs were broken, so she could barely walk. Then the drought killed her and Stripepaw. Then Burrpelt died because of me, and Frogleap drowned. Rainstorm lost her tail against those two dogs, and Appleblossom died falling into the gorge. See? I'm a curse to ThunderClan!" Without another word, she slipped out of the den, her dirty white tail disappearing.

Berrytail couldn't believe what had just happened. His leader had lost faith in herself.

.:Chapter 2:.
''Whitestar headed to the medicine den. She ''knew exactly what she was going to do. Tigerstripe nodded, a thrush in his jaws, but she didn't acknowledge him.

"Whitestar? Where are you going?" a voice behind her meowed. ''Rainstorm! ''

Whitestar whipped around to face the tortoiseshell. "Why don't you mind your own business!" she snapped.

Rainstorm winced, and looked away. Then she grabbed a large squirrel off of the fresh-kill pile. "Here. You must be hungry, in your den all day."

Why don't you leave me alone, annoying, mouse-brained ''furball! ''Whitestar wanted to say. But instead she mewed coolly, "I'm not hungry. You must be missing training, anyway, Tiny! Where's your mentor?"

Rainstorm dropped the squirrel and turned tail, running off.

"Mouse-brain." Whitestar muttered. She continued to go to the medicine den, quickly this time. When she reached it, she sniffed around. ''They have to be here somewhere. . . ''Where would Berrytail hide them? Where kits couldn't get them, of course! She looked in a hole in the wall. There they were, enclosed in a leaf. She dragged the leaf out carefully and uncovered the deadly berries. Tigerstripe, Longtail, and Redwing, Redpaw at the time, had used them to kill the snake threatening them a moon ago. It looked like Berrytail had forgotten to dispose of the leftovers. The glossy berries held enough poison that one could kill an adult cat. Unless they were given yarrow. Most of the time.

''Deathberries. Perfect. A quick death. ''Whitestar was about to take one into her jaws until a starry figure stopped her. A cat stood in front of her, a ghost of a tom. Who else would come to her at her moment of near-death? The one she'd killed. Burrpelt.

"What are you doing here? Come to watch me die? Go ahead." Whitestar snarled.

"No . . ." Burrpelt's voice was strong, not the weak, quavering voice he'd had before his death. "Don't, Whitestar. You didn't kill me . . . It was . . . my time to die . . . I was suffering. No cat wants to suffer. Please, keep living for me. Whitestar, this is your decision," he added as Whitestar opened her mouth to protest. "No cat can make it for you. Think of how Snowsky would react. If you keep on living, I'll support you until the end. He paused. Then he finally asked, "Are you suffering?"

Whitestar looked at her paws. "Yes."

"Then you can join me, my love. I'll wait for you. Just . . . Try not to feel any pain." Burrpelt looked away, and then touched his nose to Whitestar's. Then he was gone in a white mist.

Whitestar looked at the deathberries. Did she want to do this? Then she took one in her mouth, and stabbed it with a tooth. Red juice spattered all over her white fur. She swallowed, and ate the other four. She suddenly collasped. She panted hard, and foam dripped from her lips, she flailed her limbs, sheathing and unsheathing her claws in pain. She saw a ghost cat. A StarClan cat. Burrpelt.

A cry erupted from some cat, but Whitestar didn't try to look. She just closed her eyes, took her final breath, and was plunged into blackness. A spirit cat was all she could see. ''Have you come for me, Burrpelt? I love you, no matter what. ''A strange feeling of peace washed over her, and she slowly went unconscious, until she couldn't feel herself at all. ..

.:Chapter 3:.
Redwing padded down the ravine, folllowed by his apprentice Skypaw, Starlingsong, and his apprentice Jaypaw.

"Good hunting, you two." Starlingsong praised the 'paws. Their eyes shone.

Skypaw was carrying a large sparrow, a mouse, and Redwing had to carry her rabbit. Jaypaw was carrying two mice, a squirrel, and a small thrush.

Redwing spat out the rabbit. "I bet that's all fluff and no meat!" he purred.

Starlingsong glanced at his apprentice. "They're shaping up well, aren't they? Time they became warriors?"

Redwing shrugged and opened his mouth, but a terrified yowl cut him off. A tan-colored cat was scrambling around blindly. ''Berrytail? What in the name of StarClan. . . ?''

"She's dead! Oh, StarClan, she's ''dead!" ''Berrytail cried. He ran straight into Jaypaw, making him drop all of his catches.

"Hey, watch it!" hissed Jaypaw.

Berrytail didn't seem to hear him. "She's dead, Redwing!"

"Who's dead?" Redwing meowed in alarm.

Berrytail's cry was now a whisper. "Whitestar . . ."

"How!?" Starlingsong gasped. His gray-and-brown fur was fluffed up.

"You know those deathberries we used last moon to kill the snake?" Berrytail's voice shook. The two warriors nodded. "Well, she ate the remaining berries! Now she's dead!"

Redwing couldn't believe that his leader had killed herself. "Go and get the vigil ready. Night is about to be here."

When he got to camp, cats were buzzing around the edge of the clearing as Berrytail dragged his leader to the clearing. He headed back to get some other stuff. Redwing didn't know much about medicine stuff.

Skypaw looked horrified as she placed her prey onto the fresh-kill pile. Jaypaw did the same.

Starlingsong said, "Why did she do this?" Fright danced in his eyes.

Thunderdancer and Joltflight were talking to each other sadly. Tigerstripe, Longtail, and Snowsky were staring wistfully at their dead leader. Aurastorm was heading into the warriors' den, throwing a last glance over his shoulder. Pounceleap had his head hung low, and Silverwind lay with his head on his paws.

Redwing knew the vigil would start about now. Berrytail announced, "As you know, Whitestar is dead. She was an honored old leader, wise and full of courage. But that has come to an end. We are here to honor her." With a glance at Redwing, he added, "Redwing will travel to the Moonstone tomorrow. He will go as a deputy, come back as a leader!"

"Redwing! Redwing!" the cats chanted. There was no enthusiasm, though.

Redwing sat vigil for Whitestar all night. So did Rainstorm, Tigerstripe, Longtail, Snowsky, and Cougarfrost.

.:Chapter 4:.
Redwing and Berrytail stepped over the WindClan border. They were heading to the Moonstone so Redwing could become leader. Redwing tasted the air. A WindClan patrol. He cast a glance to see Greenmoor, the deputy, and Tornfur, the medicine cat, streaking toward them. Greenmoor was screeching a challenge, while Tornfur struggled to keep up.

Greenmoor bowled him over, yowling. "What are you doing on WindClan territory, intruder?" she hissed.

Redwing spat back, "Going to the Moonstone, mouse-brain!" He pushed Greenmoor off of him and leaped to his paws.

"Well, you'll have to wait! I'm going first!" Greenmoor streaked off, down the path leading to the Moonstone.

"Hey! Not if I get there first!" Redwing rushed off after her.

Redwing and Greenmoor both arrived at the same time. But they were surprised to find Mothermouth blocked off, a Twoleg monster near the mouth.

More coming soon!