FeatherClan

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FeatherClan

Leader=

Featherstar

Deputy=

Stormpelt

Warriors=

Fireclaw

Iceflash

Fishwater

Winterfrost

Jaystripe

Brightflame

Saturnlight

Goldenleaf

Sandsplash

Rufflebreath

Silverscar

Medicine Cats=

Nightleap

Tanglefur

= Chapter 1 =

Whisperings around the den awoke Featherclaw, warrior of RavenClan. Distant conversations were being held outside. Featherclaw slowly crawled out from his leaf-bed in the warriors' den. He saw another warrior, his best friend since days ago, slinking outside. Moonpelt walked silently into the den. Featherclaw heard another sound— his Clan leader. Moonpelt walked over to him. "Let's get some sleep, Featherclaw. You look like you could use it," she meowed softly. So he did. And in an instant, he was fast asleep. Glancing back at him, Moonpelt stalked out of the den and into the night. Featherclaw awoke again after a few minuites. Clearly, Moonpelt wasn't in her bed. Not outside, either. Moonpelt's voice, clearer as ever, was saying ''"Oh, yes, I think you've got it." Hmm... it's strange, the way she's saying it,'' thought Featherclaw. And the wierdest thing ever happend. He heard softly but surely, whispered conversations between Moonpelt and their Clan leader. "Hmmm.." he heard the Clan leader say, "Oh alright, we'll get him out". Featherclaw started to think someone was plotting against him. But he was tired and decided to get some sleep.

When the sun came up, Featherclaw woke up. Just as he did, the leader of the Clan yowled, "Clan meeting!!" So Featherclaw came to High Rock, where, as he anticipated, were many of the other cats from RavenClan. "A cat from this Clan, among us all, has betrayed us. And so, he will be exiled." the leader said. A gasp came from all the other cats. "Featherclaw, you are exiled from this Clan, and you are forbidden to return." he announced, "Meeting is dismissed." Featherclaw was very let down. He wished it was all just a dream. But it wasn't.

= Chapter 2 =

And so, the white-grey cat dissapeared into distance.

Moonpelt waited for his leave and smiled. Her plan, cunning it was, had worked. She knew Featherclaw was a deputy favorite, and so was she. The deputy always said that Featherclaw would be deputy if he was leader. And, to make sure she would be the next deputy, she had made Featherclaw do some pretty nasty things in front of their leader, who didn't know about the deputy's favour upon the two warrior cats. The leader believed all Moonpelt's lies, and he decided behavior like the one Moonpelt mentioned was not to be tolerated. So he exiled Featherclaw. Moonpelt was sure that she would be the next deputy.

Featherclaw thought about last night– he knew something was wrong. The only sound he heard had been his leader's. He knew his leader wouldn't exile him without reason. Then he remembered that now he had to hunt for himself.