User blog:Blazefire921/Warriors: Trailing Fire Book One: The Prophecy of Wind Chapter Two

Dawnstripe helped Windflight carry Kesterelclaw back to camp, their ears flat and tails drooping. They padded through the entrance, having some trouble with getting the fallen deputy through.

They lowered her to the ground in the middle of the clearing as cats came out of their dens to watch. Ravenwing (Kesterelclaw's mother) was the first to run up to them.

"My poor kit!" she wailed as she pressed her nose into her daughter's fur. Dragonsoul (Kesterelclaw's brother) padded up slowly and layed his tail across Ravenwing's shoulders, his deep green eyes full of sorrow. He licked his dead littermate between the ears and whispered loud enough that Windflight could hear, "I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you, my dear sister."

Windflight lowered her gaze as Dragonsoul looked at her with kind eyes. Her ears went flat against her head in shame as he padded to her.

"It's not your fault," he mewed, "You couldn't have done anything to stop it from happening."

"But if I had been there when she was fighting, then maybe I could've..." she whispered quietly, but trailed off as Shadestar bounded up High Rock.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather hear beneath High Rock for a clan meeting!" Shadestar yowled, his voice echoing among the trees surrounding the camp. "As you all know," he continued, "Kesterelclaw has died defending her territory from foxes. And so, by the will of Starclan, I will pick a new deputy before moonhigh."

Shadestar's light blue gaze drifted over his clan, then he went on, "The new deputy of Sunclan will be..."

Windlfight felt Dawnstripe stiffen in excitement on her left and she heard Dragonsoul hold his breath to her right. Windflight stared up at Shadestar in anticipation.

"Emberfeather," he meowed, his blue gaze boring into the sleek ginger tom. Emberfeather held his head up high as the cats joined in cheering his name. Windflight felt disapointed that she wsn't chosen, she did save the leader's life after all.

"Thank you, Shadestar, for this wonderful honor," Emberfeather said in his deep voice, "I will do my best to serve my clan loyally until the end of my days."

Was it just her, or did Windflight see a hint of madness linger in Emberfeather's light green eyes. Well, whatever she saw, he had hiden it quickly.

Windflight had a sense of forboding as she went to her nest that night. She didn't know why, but she knew that Shadestar made the wrong choice.