Okay!! Welcome to Cheater. This is the book that I'm creating that envolve the 2 winners of my blog contest. This book will launch on my birthday, the second after I announce the winners. So, enjoy and Keep Reading!!
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Dedications
Okay, so I would like to dedicate this book to the real Huntershadow and Sunbeam! U guys had some rockin' cool names for me in the contest. All of the other people who particapated in the contest (excuse my bad spelling) thanks for joining it and you guys rock too!!! -- Honeyrose34 23:27, May 26, 2010 (UTC)
Proluge
He never was the 'stick-around' type. Nor the kind, respectable one my mother once loved. That's why I was named this. First I was named Darkkit, from my glossy black coat as a kit. He loved us then. So I thought. Then I grew up and he backed away more, and more. And I grew more, and more. I held on to him, but my mother already let go. He was gone. But not literally. Clan deputy was his title, giving second command of DeerClan. He watched me grow. Because of my mothers sadness and depression, she became dark and gloomy. Unlike her nice whie coat. But then again, that was getting more and more ragged and gloomy too. So when my warriors' ceremony, my mother had to choose my name. It's Clan tradition for the father (or mother if he died) to name their kits. But because he was deputy, mother did. My name was Darkhope. My mother didn't care about my name much. She kinda wanted me to share her burden on life. I didn't much at first, but then I saw him-. Sorry. I get carried away. And that's whuy I couldn't stand it anymore. My mother's depression, his back-out, my whole life full of dark hope...that's why I--
Chapter One
~My crazy new life and new beginning started with just that one day, when I couldn't believe my mossy green eyes~
"Green-eyes, Darkhope, Maplefur, and Longpaw, go hunt near Talloak" My father, Huntershadow, was out patroling so Blackstar was organizing our patrol.
"K" I said. I set off to Talloak with my patrol. I thought of the juicy smell of squirrel and caught a scent of it not far from where we were. Nodding to Green'eyes that I was going after the prey, I crept silently through the undergrowth, keeping to the shadows.
I padded on for awhile until I spotted its russet head behind an oak tree. I crept forward silently until the prey was lifeless in my jaws. I proudly padded to Talloak where I could see that Maplefur had already scraped up two voles. I put my squirrel next to them and then padded back to the undergrowth to continue hunting.
The Green-leaf heat seeped through the leaves on the trees and on my back as I listened carefully for the sound of prey. After awhile, I smelled a sparrow up in a nearby tree. I swiftly climbed the large tree. Carefully, I balanced myself on a limb. I looked below me and saw how high up I was.
Looking to the right, I noticed a rustling in some yew bushes and out came my father with Sunbeam, a queen who recently broke up with her mate. I at first thought, " She and father are good friends. Maybe she just needs comfort."
That was when I saw him looking at her and them padding off together, tails intertwined. A large sparrow then flew by. Probably the one I was tracking. But I didn't care anymore. Only caring about what I just saw.
Chapter Two
I ran back to camp, but not fast enough to catch up with my loyal father. Dodging bramble and hanging branches, I skidded to a stop. Realizing I'm still on patrol, I charge back to Talloak. There, I found the rest of the patrol pacing around worried.
"Where were you?" asked Maplefur. Her apprentice, Longpaw, gave me a dirty, you-are-in-so-much-trouble-look.
"I was hunting near some tres over there." I pointed to over where I was before when I sat in the tree. I left out the part about my father, not wanting to get into that with Maplefur.
"Well,m you took longer than for just finding a stupid mouse!" spat Longpaw. I have no idea why he even hates me.
"Longpaw!" scolded Maplefur, " Huh. I though your mother taught you better, mister." I rolled my eyes.
" We should get going" I unearthed my squirrel and set off for camp. The group followed without complaint.
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I dropped my catch on the fresh-kill pile and grabbed a small vole. I wasn't having a very big apptite ever since.... I pushed the thought to my 'Mind Trash' for the moment. I thought that I may as well eat something small, so I took it over to the warriuors' den. There I saw my best friend of all time, Deerpath. Yes, I know, her name is kinda-of odd but then againg, Darkhope. Really!? So, I settled down next to her.
To be continued....