Sky's End

Chapter 21

SkyClan-
Allegiances:

Leader: Fernstar- a brown tabby she cat with a white underbelly and paws. She has bright green eyes.

Deputy: Grayfrost- a huge gray tabby tom with long thick fur and electric blue eyes.

Medicine Cat:
Swampfur- a brown and ginger tortoiseshell tom with dark green eyes.
Apprentice:
Horsepaw- brown tabby tom with yellow eyes. 8.5 moons.

Warriors:
Yellowbird- a golden tabby furred she cat with white paws and dark eyes.

Ryepelt- a golden furred tom with longer fur and pointy ears. He has warm brown eyes.

Windwhisker- a gray furred tom with black stripes lashing out from his nose. He has yellow eyes.

Sorrelfoot- a plain gray she cat with emerald green eyes.

Firfoot- a tortoiseshell she cat with brown paws and yellow eyes.

Shrikeclaw- a gray tabby tom with gold eyes.

Honeynose- a black furred she cat with golden eyes, a pink nose, and a taste for honey.

Apprentices:
Sandpaw- tan furred she cat with brown eyes. 8.5 moons. Mentor is Windwhisker.

Larkpaw- gray long furred tabby she cat with pale green eyes. 6.5 moons. Mentor is Fernstar.

Sparrowpaw- gray tabby tom with dark blue eyes. 6.5 moons. Mentor is Shrikeclaw.

Thunderpaw- gray tabby tom with yellow eyes. 6 moons. Mentor is Grayfrost.

Queens:
Shinyflower- silver furred she cat with a single white patch that is shaped like a blossom. Her eyes are pale green. Kits: Turtlekit (she cat), Swallowkit (she cat), and Blackkit (tom)

Kits:
Turtlekit- a silver furred she cat with white patches along her back and on her paws. She has pale green eyes. 5 moons.

Swallowkit- a gray furred she cat with blue eyes. 5 moons.

Blackkit- a dark furred tom with pale green eyes. 5 moons.

Elders:
Sunnystripe- a golden tabby tom who lost his sight and had to retire prematurely.

Silverclaw- old silver tom with a thick ragged pelt.

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The chill of the wind ran through Thunderpaw's pelt, relieving and satisfying him. Despite the time of evening and the cold of leaf-bare, his pelt was hot and wet with the sweat of training. He had never imagined an apprentice's day would be so difficult.

Grayfrost continued down the path of the ravine, leaving him to enjoy leaf-bare's breeze. While he was cooled down, he inhaled the scents of the evening. Thunderpaw had only just begun his training a half-moon ago. The fundamental and first lesson, was the direction of scents.

"A scent can determine weather, prey, blood, herbs, fear, attraction, and even tension." Thunderpaw remembered Grayfrost's words from their first day of training. He listened. He did as he was told. Rarely did Thunderpaw ever ask questions or speak. "What's got your tongue?" Grayfrost asked him once. Thunderpaw was at a loss for the words at the time. So he said, "If have nothing intelligent to say, I don't say it." And Grayfrost grew to respect him for his silence.