Warriors: The Chosen

When the darkness hid the forest from view, Starclan gathered next to the river. One of them, a black and white queen, stepped forward. Her amber eyes gleamed in the darkness. “Swiftstar, what do you suggest that we do?” The queen asked the black tom.

“I don’t know, Palebird. We only know what is to happen,” Swiftstar answered.

The Ginger and White queen, Flowerstar, stepped up. A little she-kit stood next to her. “We must choose three cats from each of the clans. It doesn’t matter the age. Pinepaw, Lightkit, and Firekit are chosen,” Flowerstar announced. Blossomkit squealed in agreement.

Darkstar and Vixenkit stood up. “Littlepaw, Cracklepaw, and Bluekit are chosen for Riverclan,” they spoke.

Swiftstar and Palebird spoke up. “Longpaw, Redfoot, and Softkit,” they yowled.

Pinestar and Birdflight stepped forward. “We choose two cats. Bluefur and Dovepaw,” they meowed.

“Alright, then. We shall send dreams to the chosen cats. Let’s just hope that they listen,” Flowerstar spoke up. All of Starclan turned and left the shimmering water.