Flight



My new awesome series! This is my first story in the wiki so hope you like it!!

Prologue
A hawk's screech was heard through the forest. Cats were chasing a hawk, how strange. But, these are not any cats, these are the warrior cats. They are intelligent, brave and clever, much more than any common kittypet. Finally, a white hawk flew faster than the wind, faster than anything, with cats chasing it. They were gaining speed and the hawk has realized that it needed to fight this fight. The hawk turned around, screeched and attacked the patrol with its powerful talons, then prepared to soar through the air. A cat had jumped and bit its wing, the hawk began falling to the ground, and other cat had done it too, but with its talon. The hawk thrashed and fluttered its wing and finally, stopped. Stopped just in front of a nest. A hawk's nest. What is this? a cat asked, turning away from the hawk and looking in the nest. ''I have no idea, Poppyfern. But I'm sure it's something from the hawk, I think,'' another cat answered. Poppyfern, a brown she-cat with black eyes, looked frustrated and complained, ''But, Featherstar, we must find out! Maybe it's something important! Featherstar, a silver she-cat with green eyes, looked at it, sighed and meowed, Very well. Beestripe, Frostheart, remove the brambles from it. Beestripe, a golden tom, and Frostheart, a white tom, began uncovering the brambles until Poppyfern gasped, An egg!'' The egg was freezing, cold enough for the bird inside to die. We must take it to camp, when Poppyfern opened her mouth to argue, Featherstar continued, ''Poppyfern, don't argue. You're the deputy, I know. But imagine having a hawk in our ranks! How great ThunderClan's power would be!'' The deputy looked at her leader in the eye and sighed, knowing she had lost the argument. Frostheart and Beestripe carried the egg, back to camp, carefully. What they didn't see was the mother's talon twitch and her eye open. They placed it in its nest, which Poppyfern had taken to camp. ''What do we do now? It's freezing cold and licking it doesn't seem to work!'' Mossheart, a queen, wailed. Featherstar looked carefully at the egg, then said, ''I remember seeing a mother bird warming her eggs. I think she sat on top of them. With no answers or questions, Featherstar sat on top of the egg, and several cats gasped, she explained, I will be its mother.'' Cats nodded and began passing the news to the confused cats who weren't in the patrol. Suddenly, the egg started moving and Featherstar jumped out of it. ''Crack! ''a crack appeared. ''Crack! ''another crack appeared. That happened until a little hatchling was in the nest, crying for food. What do baby hawks eat? asked a cat. Milk? suggested another. Stop it right there, young ones! an elderly she-cat and Featherstar's mother, yowled. Pineshine, do you know what they eat? the leader asked in a worried voice. ''Of course I do! I've been livin' long enough to see that! Pineshine, an elderly brown she-cat with green eyes, explained, I've seen mother hawks givin' little parts of a rabbit. Murmurs of shock were heard among the Clan, Rabbit? It's too young! I've never seen a kit eat solid food! It's not solid food! It's somewhat chewed rabbit parts!'' Pineshine yowled impatiently. Murmurs of 'understanding' were heard among the Clan, now. Featherstar grabbed a rabbit, cut a part and began chewing it. Then, she gave it to the little bird who smelled food and began eating. Surprise echoed in the camp. Featherstar climbed on top of the Highledge and yowled, ''I shall name this little kit Wingkit. Her wings will grow and she will be a useful warrior for us!'' Cats cheered but worry still was in the air. What if the Clan had raised a killer?