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CRY TO THE STARS
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BOOK ONE - AFTER THE WAR
Hollyspark padded towards the freshkill pile, but suddenly halted abruptly in her tracks, black fur bristling.
Standing before her, faint ginger pelt glowing, was a misty, star-flecked ginger tom. Two bright green eyes stared back at her, and the flame-colored tom gestured with his tail to something Hollyspark couldn't quite see. Faint blurrs, but nothing more. The black shecat peered closer, but, suddenly, the orange cat was gone.
Hollyspark looked up in surprise. Her brother, Fatepaw, a gray tabby with orange paws, stood before her, worry in his shining eyes.
"Oh, uh, yah," the black shecat mewed, shaking her head to clear it. She must have been seeing things. There was no way a StarClan cat would have chosen to visit her!!
"Oh," Fatepaw meowed, tilting his head to one side. "You sure? You just seemed... sad. Depressed."
Hollyspark froze, looking her brother in the eye. Hollyspark, Fatepaw, and Stormheart, her other brother, were the children of Cinderheart and Lionblaze. Sometimes the small shecat wondered if Fatepaw had inherited their uncle Jayfeather's fabled power—to read minds—but she quickly pushed the thought aside.
Hollyspark glanced over her shoulder back at Grasspelt and Blossomfall. The light brown tom and the torrtoiseshell shecat sat outside the nursery, grooming each other. The black shecat quickly looked away, and saw that Fatepaw had narrowed his sharp eyes in suspicion.
"You worried about them?" the medicine cat apprentice asked, tilting his head to one side. "I've been. What must StarClan think, Blossomfall choosing a mate from another Clan? And Grasspelt doing the same? But I haven't had any signs, or Jayfeather, to disagree with them. But then again, Jayfeather's mother had a mate in another Clan. And Dovewing."
Fatepaw trailed off, then shrugged. "I suppose I'd better go find that borage Jayfeather wanted. See you around." The gray tabby padded away, flicking his tail-tip over Hollyspark's ear as he trotted away.
A hunting patrol appeared a few moments after her brother left, padding into camp laden with freshkill. In the lead was Hollyspark's former mentor, Ivypool. The silver and white tabby smiled around a mouthful of prey, brushing past the black shecat as she headed for the freshkill pile. Behind Ivypool came her mate, the black and white tom Toadstep. Also on the patrol was Lilypatch, a dark tabby shecat with white patches, and Dovestorm, Bumblestripe's son, who was a large pale gray tom with blue eyes.
Hollyspark followed the patrol, which had joined Rosepetal and Bravepaw at the freshkill pile. Ivypool and Toadstep greeted their son, while Lilypatch grabbed a shrew and lay down beside Hollyspark.
"Hello," she purred, amber eyes shining.
"Hi," the black warrior mewed, gazing off into the distance. She dimly noticed Dovestorm staring at her from the freshkill pile, and quickly glancing away.
"You should talk to him sometime," Lilypatch said, prodding Hollyspark's side with one white paw.
"Who?" the small shecat said blankly, her gaze still fixed on Grasspelt and Blossomfall.
Lilypatch rolled her eyes, angrily taking a bite of her shrew. "Never mind. You're to blind to notice it anyways," the dark tabby muttered.
Hollyspark ignored her friend's stinging comment. Her mind was in a completely different world.