Kit to Leader: 8 Year Anniversary

ITS ACE!!!!!!!!!

oop I typed yes when the game asked I want to stop being mates with dust feather D: help

Here are some ideas.

More skins. - (Or colour you self with patterns if possible)

More battles. - It gets boring after a while- A battle every so will be fun.

Gatherings. - Make it more interresting to the game! 

Having more litters.- Having more litters with your mate will be great! other wise ill have to go with another. 

More toms.- Of  you are a she cat, there is only 2 options if you wanna mate. Duskfall and dust feather. If I stop being mates with one, I will not be able to talk to them. It is quite anoyying.

(Dont take this as hate! They are just ideas, the game is great!!)

question, does anyone want book 3 of my echoing silence series? or...no?

idk if i could make a book but i am sort of starting one for fun, its about a kittypet named Quail and her brother, Bronze. (names might change)

last chapter of the second book!!! 

“You look tired I can take second watch if you’d like” echo smiled sweetly looking at hawk who looked exhausted. hawk cleared her throat sitting up straight but failed to hide the sleepiness in her eyes, “no need I am the guard you go in and rest I’ll keep watch” echo sighed rolling her eyes and grabbed hawk by the scruff of her neck and started to drag her into the den. “You are getting sleep and that’s final” echo hissed quietly not to wake anyone, but hawk saw the mischief in her amber eyes as they glowed in the darkness of the cave. “Ok fine” hawk sighed and laid her head on her paws letting sleep taking over. Echo walked out of the cave and watched the night sky, and she could not help but glance at hawk, the white she-cat looked so beautiful like snow, as moonlight shined through the cave and on her pelt, echo felt her ears heat up and a red dust crossed her muzzle, she instantly looked away shaking her head. She sighed shaking her head and twitching her muzzle, she gazed at the sky once more then she laid on her paws and fell asleep, and as she dazed into sleep she listened to the soothing sounds of the night, it was like a silent song of midnight. (lemme know when yall wanna read book 3 XD)

in west woods: over borders. does ANYBODY AT ALL know where i can find a stone or rock, to mark littlebirds grave memorial (please PLEASE tell me!!!!1 im begging you!!!!!!)

chapter 4!!!!!!

“as I was saying” echo continued “until we continue on our journey to our real home, we need to assign ranks, I have been watching you all and I have determined your ranks, step up once I call your name” the cats all looked at each other their eyes full of excitement then looked at echo waiting patiently, as soon as echo had time to think once more she raised her voice against the wind as it started to blow hard. “Ice, snake, greyvine” the three cats padded up and then sat down looking up at her. “you three have shown your strength and bravery, you shall be named as warriors” the cats bowed their heads in acceptance to their new ranks then went to sit back to their places. “Fireblaze, moth, you two have shown your speed and skill, you two shall be prey-hunters” the two cats looked at each other then back at echo bowing their heads and sat at their spots. “Hawk,”- echo paused as she rested her gazed on the beautiful white furred, she-cat. “You have shown your kindness, but also your fierceness and courage, so if you accept you shall be a guard” the she-cats blue eyes were blazing with pride as she mewed “I do” she bowed her head and sat at her spot. “And now I shall welcome our new additions and give them their new names” the cats looked at each other with confused expressions “fireblaze, greyvine, crowsong, sootwhisker, flamekit, wolfkit, and ravenkit, step up please” all the cats stepped up sitting down, the kits sat by their mother. “If you are to be in our tribe you need to be named as us, greyvine, fireblaze, and sootwhisker, I now name you, blaze, grey, and soot.” A wave of purring approval erupted from the cats and the three toms sat back at their spots. “Crowsong, flamekit, wolfkit, and ravenkit, I now name you crow, flame, wolf, and raven.” The cats nodded and the kits trotted back to their father blaze, followed by crow. Echo lifted her chin then a growl started in her throat, “shadowstrike, step forth” the tom padded over and sat down his eyes filled with anger and pain. “as you have said shadowstrike you will be leaving until you get back on your paws, but I have decided you will leave as soon as the wind as died down” shadowstrike couldn’t help but show fear, his eyes became wide with uncertainty, the cats started to murmur to one another, “what do you mean echo?, you said that he could leave once he gets his strength up” it was grey who had spoken. Echo stifled a snap of retort and sighed. “Fine, and he can come with us to gather cats from the clans and rouges and loners” echo glared at him and unsheathed her claws “one bad move and I will have my cats throw you aside, or I will turn you into crow-food myself. Do you understand me?” shadowstrike let out a low growl, hawk started to unsheathe her claws ready to leap at the tom. But then shadowstrike nodded looking away from his daughter, and so hawk sheathed her claws as relief flooded over her. “We move out at sunrise!” Echo yowled then leaped gracefully off the rock and walked to her nest, hawk watched after echo and felt her ears start to heat up. She shook her head roughly and then walked to the entrance of the cave to keep watch. Hawk looked at the sky as drops of rain started to dampen her pelt, she gave a soft groan and shook the raindrops off her fur, she then looked into the cave and saw everyone was asleep and then her eyes quickly snapped to where echo slept and with alarm she saw echo was not in her nest she looked around wildly for the grey she-cat. Then with a prickle of fear hawk felt something across her spine…she whipped her head around to see echo, the she-cats amber eyes were staring into her own, she then relaxed “don’t be so tense on your first night ok” echo chuckled sitting down tucking her paws underneath her. Hawk gave a shy smile and flicked her tail with embarrassment, “yes well I didn’t know where you were, so I had to become tense, I am a guard of course” she mewed, echo rolled her eyes and muttered “well I AM the leader so aren’t I allowed to wander? Besides, I could not sleep” hawk giggled knowing it was pointless to argue with the cat who was her friend, and her leader. “Your right” echo stood up shaking the rain off her grey pelt, and started to groom it smooth, hawk shook the sleep from her eyes and sat up, she looked up at the sky and the rain, it started to clear. 

chapter 2!!

the cats walked up from the grass to face the warriors. “Who are you?!” greyvine snarled, shadowstrike scrunched his nose up in disgust “so, you lived huh?” he hissed at echo “yes I did father, why are you here?” she lifted her head in defiance. She bared her fangs in a snarl lashing her tail viscously. “What, is this your new home? Or are you living with twolegs?” he snickered pawing closer “I chose my path father! I clawed my way up to survive for moons!!” she yowled with pure rage, hawk stared in amazement, echo had a temper but this…this was a whole new level of anger. “Let me at him, I’ll make him wish he never lived!!” ice growled digging his claws in the earth “no” echo mewed coldly lifting her chin and glared at shadowstrike her eyes blazing like a forest fire. “Ice, hawk. Take these cats back to our cave, make sure they get enough food, and make the elder, queen and her kits a soft enough nest” echo meowed not taking her eyes off her father, with eyes of stone. “But…” ice started then trailed off looking at the trembling and hungry cats “now ice!!!” echo snarled whipping her head at him. the tom nodded and looked at the cats, their eyes full of worry but they all nodded and followed hawk and ice to the cave. Echo watched them and then when they were gone into the distance, she snarled glaring at shadowstrike who just grinned, “let’s see what you got echo” shadowstrike laughed getting into an attack position, echo snarled lashing her tail and bared her fangs, and her eyes became slits, she leaped at him with a battle cry, taken by surprise shadowstrike leaped back splattering snow from behind him, he then leaped at her, claws unsheathed, and they battled young and old, grey and black, amber eyes blazing with the hunger of battle. Echo gave a grin seeing shadowstrike getting worn out. “Had enough you old bone bag?!” she spat proudly with a sneer on her face “never!!!” He yowled leaping at her and clawed her back, she yowled with pain then she snarled and then she bared her teeth and he yowled with pain as her fangs met his shoulder and claws raked his stomach, she kicked him off her with her hind paws. Shadowstrike leaped off her blood dripped from his wounds that echo had inflicted, and the blood dripped onto the snow turning it a scarlet red. “I am not a monster, so I will give you once chance, you may join my tribe, and live healthy, or be our enemy and be killed on sight when seen. I am sure you will make the right choice” she mewed blood was dripping from her sides, and her back slightly, her ear had been torn as well, she turned around and walked towards the cave, she cast a glance at shadowstrike who looked weak, and starving. She sighed. Has she made the right choice? Even though he was her blood he had put her through a lot of pain when she was in the clan. 

let me know ANYONE if yall want to read the second book!!

heres chapter four! the final chapter of book 1!!! hope you all like it!! 

Chapter 4: embracing the future.

“what’s wrong echo?” moth’paw laid her tail on echo’s shoulder. “I um…my name isn’t really echo” ice’paw bristled and his eyes filled with fear he stepped a paw closer to her starting to unsheathe his claws “who are you then?” he asked softly, echo did not answer. “I SAID WHO ARE YOU FOX-HEART?!” He snapped and losing patience he clawed her muzzle reopening her wound shadowstrike gave her. “m-my name is e-echo’paw o-of th-thunderclan!” she whimpered, fear in her eyes, and trembling. Snake’paw snarled “I knew she smelled different!” moth’paw and hawk’paw stopped the toms from doing anything farther. “Boys stop!!!” moth’paw hissed “she lied to us! TO ME!!!!” ice’paw yowled with pure rage “she might have had a reason for it ice’paw!” hawkpaw growled her tail lashing from side to side and she looked at echo’paw blushing faintly and then she sat down averting echopaw’s gaze “well? Explain yourself you fur-ball!” snake’paw hissed, echo’paw sighed and explained her story. “and when I didn’t answer him again he scarred me and dragged me out a-and said that..thunderclan has no need for weaklings…l-like me” echo’paw trembled and collapsed but before she fell hawkpaw dashed to catch her, the siblings all looked at each other sympathy in their eyes snakepaw sighed “we know what its feel like to be disowned by your parents” hawkpaw whimpered and looked at her paws clearly hurt, ice’paw snarled “our mother told us that she wishes that a badger would kill us and she wished we we’re never born.” Ice’paw flattened his ears in anger “she said that we are disappointments to her” moth’paw muttered as she hugged her sister “I’m so sorry, I never knew it was that hard for you all” Echopaw mewed her eyes filled with sadness. “But what about your father? Doesn’t he calm her down?”  snakepaw yowled with fury clearly offended by the she-cats question. “Our father is dead! And when he was alive, he never cared two mouse tails about us!!, if he did, he sure as badgers stripes didn’t show it.” echo’paw gasped taken back by his anger but in all she did understand his anger. “What about your mother? Does she help your father?” ice’paw meowed, daring to ask the same question, he jumped back, startled as echo’paws eyes became slits of rage and she unsheathes her claws and dug them into the ground, they were all taken back by her sudden rage “I never knew my mother, shadowstrike stole me from her when I was born and I’m sure since she never stopped him she never cared a fox’s fangs about me!!!” she yowled. Ice’paw grinned a devilish smile playing on his lips, knowing this was a daring sentence, because he and his siblings were from windclan and echo’paw formally from thunderclan so they would be breaking the code being friends, he spoke up, his voice laced with determination, “I say we join together, and we all run away, we won’t have to worry about anything or anyone else” echo’paw smirked “I like that idea but we should actually create a clan, no wait…not a clan, but a tribe and, we should have our own rules and ranks and ways of doing things” she scanned around the four cats, they all were grinning and smirking with tails lashing. “But who will be the leader? And we need a tribe name.” snake’paw meowed echo’paw smirked “I will be leader but first we will need to find a home, and cats to join us before I take the title” she purred, the cats all meowed in agreement. “And last of all we need a tribe name” echo’paw mewed “I think I know what we should be called” hawkpaw muttered shyly shuffling her paws against the soft grass. Mothpaw gave a smirk to her sister snakepaw let a purr rumble in his throat. Ice’paw smiled “say your idea sis” ice’paw meowed laying his tail on hawk’paws shoulder, hawk’paw smiled her eyes beaming with pride. “I think we should be named the tribe of echoing silence” all the cats perked at the name knowing that name suited them perfectly, they all yowled in agreement and echo’paw knew it was the start of a new story, a new life, a new journey. As they walked toward the sunset, echo’paw looked back past the hills to thunderclan camp she realized, she will never go back to her old life, and so she turned and walked off with her friends, and after that. She never looked back.

~ Chapter Two ~

Avery climbed into the back of her mom’s blue car and closed the door. 

“How was school?” her mom asked as she always did. It didn’t annoy Avery the way a repeated question like that may annoy other teenagers. She liked that her mom cared, and it didn’t feel like she was just saying it because it was routine. Her mom began to drive.

“Actually, it was kinda weird,” Avery confessed. 

“How so?” Mrs. Clay asked, looking at Avery in the rearview mirror.

“I think I’ll wait until the whole family is together to explain it all. That way I’ll only have to tell the story once,” she said.

“Ok,” her mom replied after a moment. Then she asked, “Today was Finals for this first semester, right?”

“It was!” Avery said. She told her mom about how everything went fairly smoothly, besides students not staying calm while the teacher reviewed their grades. After she was finished she asked, “Ryan home from Wings Academy, right? For winter break?”

“Mhm, he is. We’re going to make his favorite for dinner, too. Tuna and mac,” Mrs. Clay said. 

Avery smiled. Tuna mixed with Kraft mac’n’cheese was definitely her older brother’s favorite. Avery remembered this one time when Ryan was probably about seven and he ate three bowls of mac’n’cheese. He would’ve eaten a fourth if there had been more, but there wasn’t and six-year-old Avery didn’t want to give her’s up. Apparently he had skipped snack between lunch and dinner on purpose so he could be extra hungry. 

Avery also loved mac’n’cheese, though she couldn’t understand why Ryan liked mixing tuna into it. It ruined the texture! On its own, mac’n’cheese was creamy and warm. But when you added room-temperature tuna, it just was not right. 

 “I feel like I haven’t seen Ryan in forever,” Avery remarked. “When was the last time he came home? Thanksgiving?”

“Yep,” Avery’s mom said. “Which, if I recall correctly, was only three weeks ago.”

“Mom,” Avery said.

“What?” Mrs. Clay said.

“Did you hear yourself?” she asked.

“What do you mean?” her mom asked, twisting back to look at Avery for a moment before turning back to the road.

“You said ‘only’. Like as if three weeks isn’t a long time to not see your son,” Avery said teasingly.

Her mom rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean.”

“Do I?” Avery said challengingly.

Mrs. Clay laughed and shook her head. By now they had turned onto their street. After a few seconds, they came to their house.

The Clays’ house was average in size; single-story, three bedrooms, three bathrooms, a small yard. The pillars on each side of the garage and by the porch were inlaid with rectangle blue stones in an irregular pattern that gave the house a sort of natural feel. The front yard was small and had a single willow set off on the left side. The beautiful tree was surrounded by tall grass that had purple and blue wildflowers scattered throughout it. The walkway was made of large, round gray stones with bright green moss filling in the gaps. 

Mrs. Clay pulled into the driveway and turned the car off. They both climbed out and each grabbed their bags; Mrs. Clay her red purse, and Avery her dark green backpack. Avery watched as her mother’s purse moved to her hand without her touching it. Mrs. Clay was a Moonblazer, meaning she could manipulate energy relating to moonlight. This ability also gave her telekinesis. 

As the two of them walked up towards the front door the sweet scent of the wildflowers filled their lungs. Avery took a deep breath, and as she let it out she realized that soon she wouldn’t be coming home every day after school. She would be at Wings Academy, the most prestigious high school in the land. The school that everyone wanted to get into. In the principal's office, she hadn’t thought about what it would be like to not come home every day. Of course, they had talked about packing, but now it was all starting to truly sink in.

Mrs. Clay pulled her keys out and unlocked the front door. She pushed the door open and stepped inside, Avery close behind. Avery closed the front door, and when she turned she saw Ryan standing a few feet away.

“Ryan!” she exclaimed, and embraced him. “I’ve missed you so much!”

“I’ve missed you too,” he said shyly, his hands in his pockets. Ryan was the type of boy who was reserved and didn’t talk much, so Avery wasn’t surprised by his demeanor. 

“You’ve grown so much since summer!” Avery commented.

Ryan shrugged, but it was true. When Ryan had first left for Wings Academy, Avery and he had been nearly the same height. Ryan had only been half an inch taller. But now he was a clear inch taller than Avery, if not an inch and a half. Of course, Avery had seen Ryan on multiple occasions since last summer, but for some reason the change felt especially noticeable this time. 

Besides his height, not much had changed about him. He still had the same wavy red hair, which was combed back neatly, and the same shy smile he had worn since he was little.

“So how’s school been?” Ryan asked.

“Fine. Today was finals for the first semester, which ended a bit differently than I’d anticipated,” she finished. When Ryan looked at her confusedly she said, “I’ll explain at dinner.”

does anyone want chapter 4? the final chapter of the first book?

i feel like this is no longer a wc chat XD its a story chat LOL

HERE WE GO! Constructive criticism is wanted :D  

Chapter One: Who? 

“Finally, you woke up!” I heard Rori say as I lifted my head from my desk. “Yeah, yeah.” I mumbled under my breath. As I reached into my bag to grab a piece of gum, I had found an old note from my mom saying “Hey dear! I hope you’re having a good day so far. I forgot to pack your lunch though… so sorry! – Mom.” I smiled as I remember when I had first read it in 4^th grade. “Mrs. Crow, is your bag more interesting than my lesson?” I darted my head up to see my teacher, Mrs. Yarrow, looking at me with a serious stare. I glanced around to see everyone staring at me. My face turned red as tomato. “Sorry Mrs.” I answer quickly. I swept my hair back behind my ear, as I tried not to look at everyone looking at me. As the bell rang, I quickly packed my bag and ran out the class room to my locker. I shoved my bag into the locker then wiped the sweat off my face. I walked to lunch while trying to find my friends.

I spotted River walking out of the library; she always has her face in a book. “River!” I shouted. She quickly turned her head to look at me, dropping her book in the process. “Oh, hey Imara!” River exclaimed. “Do you know where Rori and Amber are?” I asked. “I saw Amber just a bit ago… but I can’t seem to remember when I saw Rori last.” River said. “Huh...” I said concerned. We both walked to lunch, keeping our eyes peeled for Amber and Rori. I walked over to a table and sat down waiting for River to get her lunch. Before River could come sit by me, Laura Hopkin sat by me. “Hey!” Laura greeted me. “Uhm, hi.” I said slowly. “Hey Laura, have you seen Rori at all?” I asked. She looked at me confuesed, “Who…?” “Rori Hanns? Your cousin?” I said. “I don’t have any cousin named Rori.” She said as she raised her eyebrow. Laura walked away from me, worried. River and Amber came over a bit after Laura left. “Guys guess what!” I announced to the two. “Chicken butt?” They both guessed synchronized. “No what?” I looked at them with a concerned look on my face. “Anyway,” I said, “Laura didn’t know who Rori was! She acted like she didn’t exist!” There was a huge akward silence. “Who?” Amber asked.

I looked at them and said, “Is this a joke…?” Amber scoffed, “No? Who is Rori?” I heard Amber ask. I gasped under my breath. “You’re kidding.” I stuttered. “Imara are you okay?” River asked. I started to stutter my words, just saying gibberish at that point. The bell rang and Amber quickly left, River swiftly followed behind. Hours later, I headed towards the bus pickup. I spotted Amber and River talking to each other. They glanced over at me and quickly went onto the bus. I sighed. I entered the bus and headed to the back. I sat down and pulled my sketch book out of my bag and started doodling. As I watched everyone talk to their friends, happy, but I couldn’t feel that in that moment. I was more worried about what happened to Rori. I looked out my window when the bus passed by Rori’s house, and it was just trees. I could’ve sworn I saw one of the trees glitch. I closed my eyes in attempt to try to relax, but the bus hit a bump and I jumped awake. “Last stop is coming up!” I heard the bus driver say. I put my sketchbook back into my bag, and got ready to leave. As the bus pulled to a stop, I walked up to the door slowly, but I didn’t realize some one was sticking out their leg to trip me. “Hey!” I screeched as I fell. I heard two girls laugh, “Sorry!” I heard one say. I got up and walked to the front of the bus ready to leave. The doors seemed to refuse to open. I gently pushed the door to open but nothing worked. “Uhm, could I get some help?” I asked politely. I watched as the bus driver pressed the open-door button multiple times but to no prevail. I pushed against the door and the door busted open causing me to fall out. All I could hear was the laughter from everyone on the bus. I quickly got up and fast walked to the front door of my house. Not realizing I left my bag on the bus; I turned around in a panic just to see the bus had left. I sighed in anger sitting down by a tree. I waited hours for my mother to return to unlock the front door. 

Finally, after hours I watched her car pull into the driveway. I watched her walk up to the front door unlocking it. I snuck up behind her. “AH!” I heard my mother scream. “Sorry mom!” I said apologetically, rubbing the back of my neck. “What were you doing?! You should be asleep by now.” She scolded me. “Sorry I left my bag on the bus so I couldn’t unlock the door.” I said bashfully. My mother rolled her eyes and walked into the house. I walked to my room and closed the door. I laid down onto my bed, waiting for pure relation to come over my body. Right as I drifted off to sleep, I remembered how my friends didn’t know who Rori was. (END OF CHAPTER ONE)

heres chapter 3! borders and bonds!

Chapter 3: borders and bonds

 “what’s a rouge like you doing around here? Don’t you know this is windclan territory? And by the looks of your scars, you are in no mood to fight” he gave a smirk sitting down with his tail curled neatly next to his paws. Echo bristled “are you calling me weak?” she hissed curling her lip revealing thorn sharp teeth, the tom chuckled “of course not…kitty” he circled her with a grin across his muzzle and his eyes gleaming “I just think you need rest because whoever you fought, they gave you a tough time.” The tom licked his paw drawing it over his ear and his eyes softened the threat faded from his eyes and his eyes were filled with friendliness, “my name is ice’paw, I am an apprentice of windclan a strong one at that! I will be a warrior soon I just need three more moons”- the tom grumbled -“of dumb apprentice duties.” “I’m on a border patrol right now and my clan has already had their share of prey so luckily I’m able to eat.” Ice’paw purred “wanna share a mouse or two? You look like you haven’t eaten in days” he meowed as he gave his chest fur a few licks “yes please, but won’t your clanmates punish you if they find you allowing a rouge like me onto your borders and eating your prey?” echo mewed questioning the tom tilting her head to the side, ice’paw chuckled “don’t worry tallstar is pretty understanding so no he won’t, but ya my clanmates might not agree with it” he meowed as he munched on a mouse he had caught and passed a rabbit to her. Echo munched on the rabbit, her ears pricked as she heard cats coming and by the sound of it there were three of them, she started to bristle, ice’paw gave a soft smirk with a glance at her. “Do not worry it is just my siblings if you are thinking they are gonna hurt you your wrong, they will not ok, your safe. Well snake’paw may attempt to pounce on you, but I won’t allow him to I promise you” echo nodded her fur laid flat and the 3 apprentices came closer “WHAT IN STARCLAN is a flea-bitten rouge doing on our territory ice’paw?!” a white and grey tom identified as snake’paw snarled and glared at echo “calm down snake’paw by the looks of it, she’s not a threat to us” a tortoiseshell she-cat purred echo smiled and sat down, another she-cat who was a white tabby with a scar along her eye down to her side shuffled her paws shyly “I’m echo, what are your names?” echo looked at the she-cats and the tom with a sweet smile. “I’m Moth’paw” the tortoiseshell she-cat purred “I’m hawkpaw” the tabby mewed shyly. “I’m snake’paw” the tom growled his fur still a bit bristling, Moth’paw cuffed her brother’s ear with a sheathed paw snake’paw gave a hiss and growled forcing his fur to lie flat and sheathed his claws, “and you already know me, my names ice’paw” the calico tom said with a bright smile. echo smiled at them all her heart filling with happiness, and the four all chatted until sunset, they shared prey and, then her heart sank, knowing that if these cats were gonna be her friends, she can’t hide the truth from them, and she flattened her ears in sadness the siblings all looked at echo in confusion.

does anyone want chapter 3 of my story?

Would yall like to read the first chapter of my book im working on? Its not warrior cats but like- everyone is sharing their stories lol

tell me what yall think of this family tree. (bloodstar: me) bloodstar x dustfeather, kits: ryekit, redkit. bloodstar x breezestar, kits: beekit, riverkit. bloodstar x nightwhisper, kits: darkkit, ghostkit and lionkit. and finally. bloodstar x duskfall, kits: whitekit, robinkit, lilykit. [i just realized i named two kits after my parents XD] bloodstar x fallenfeather, kits: (name ideas please)

my friends 

Avery tapped her pencil against her desk. Tap. Tap tap tap. Tap. She stretched her dark, purple-magenta wings and turned around to glance at the clock. 17 minutes left. She sighed, and began to twirl a strand of her thick red hair. 

Avery was used to being the first one done with her tests, but today it felt like time was crawling at a snail’s pace. Which was a bit silly, Avery reflected, considering it wasn’t like she was anxious to get her exam results. Avery was a straight-A student, and she always did well on tests. Always. 8th-grade semester one finals would be no different.

Finally the teacher, who was sitting at a sturdy mahogany desk at the front of the room, called for the students to take their tablets up to the front of the room for final grading. There was a rustle as students got up from their wooden stools and walked toward the front of the classroom. Avery set her tablet down on the growing pile of electronics and headed back to her desk. Everyone seemed to be in a rush to sit back down, and Avery held her wings close to her back in an attempt to not get tangled in another student’s wings. At last, everyone returned to their seats. 

“Now, you all be good students while I go evaluate your test scores,” the teacher said in a commanding voice. Mrs. Crest was a tall woman about 34 years old with long blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, and deep brown wings that had a reddish hue to them. “That means behave,” she added, narrowing her bright blue eyes at a pair of boys who were known to be mischievous. Then she opened her office door, and went inside.

Within an instant, the room descended into chaos. Students rushed over to friends’ desks to chat about things from the latest gossip, to what answers they got on the test. Paper airplanes were flying above. With a chuckle, Avery realized that if the ceiling were any higher they’d be jumping off desks and flying around. 

After about 15 minutes, Mrs. Crest finally came back in. There was an even louder ruckus as students clambered back to their stools. Avery ran her hands through her hair with impatience.

“Congratulations students, most of you did very well,” Mrs. Crest said. Avery heard a few students sigh with relief. Thinking the teacher was done, Avery began to get up. “There are a few of you I would like to talk to after class. Avery Clay, Camilla Billingsley, and Fiona Brinson, please meet the principal and me in his office in 30 minutes.” Avery slammed back into her chair and the color drained from her face. What had she done wrong? She couldn’t have failed her finals, right? She didn’t hear Mrs. Crest’s dismissal. In a confused haze, she walked mechanically out the door and into the halfway.

***

30 minutes later, Avery sat in the soft chair in the principal’s office. Avery had never been inside the principal’s office before. It wasn’t a large room. There was a mahogany desk like the ones the teachers sat at in the classrooms, and behind that there was a small window with white curtains that let light in. 

In front of the desk there were three stools, the rightmost being where Avery sat now. In the middle was Fiona Brinson, and on the far left sat Camilla Billingsley. Fiona had light blond hair cut in an A-line bob, and was wearing a simple purple T-shirt and medium-wash jeans. Her wings were a deep yellow-gold that complimented her hair nicely. Avery didn’t know much about her. All she knew was that she sat a row behind and a few desks to the left of Avery in class. 

Camilla she knew even less about; she was known to be quiet and to always sit in the back of the room, unlike Avery who always chose the front row so they had never conversed. She had long, dark hair and medium-toned skin, and her wings were a very dark green that flashed teal and blue when the light them at the right angle. She wore plain skinny jeans with a plain white tank top to match and a jean jacket. An extra stool had been pulled up next to the principal’s behind the desk for Mrs. Crest. 

Several moments passed in silence. Finally, Fiona blurted out, “Just tell us how badly we scored.” Her despairing face was a reflection of both Avery’s and Camilla’s.

Mrs. Crest laughed. “Badly? Why, you three are here for quite the opposite reason!” She paused. “The principal and I have been watching you three for a while. We planted extra questions at the end of your tests, and all three of you answered them correctly.”

All three girls’ brows twisted in confusion. “Why?” Camilla asked. 

“What do you mean ‘why’?” Mrs. Crest replied.

“I mean why did you plant those questions at the end of our tests? And why is it important that we answered them correctly?” Camilla pressed.

“Because those questions were a test to see if you qualify to transfer to Wings Academy next semester,” Mrs. Crest answered. All three students drew in a sharp breath. Wings Academy was the most prestigious dragonfolk high school and it was extremely difficult to get in, mostly because students’ evaluations weren’t based on their test grades. Avery was sure of this because her older brother, Ryan, had gotten in last year and Avery knew for a fact that they did not pick him for the letter written on his final report card. 

Typically during 8th grade finals of the second semester all the teachers observed each student very closely, comparing them to some mysterious rubric. Their system was so intricate and unlike any other that no one, in the whole history of the dragonfolk, had been able to unravel and cheat it. So why had Fiona Brinson, Camilla Billingsley, and her been tested if that’s not how it worked? And better yet, why at the end of the first semester and not the last? 

A million other questions swam in Avery’s head, but she decided to only voice the second one. “Why did you test us now and not next semester?” 

Before either the principal or Mrs. Crest could respond though, Fiona interrupted. “There’s no way this is right. You’re pranking us, aren’t you? Wow, I thought as adults you would be past teasing children about Wings Academy, but apparently I was wrong.” She rolled her eyes and shook her head. 

“Miss Brinson!” Principal Banks exclaimed. “This is not a joke! Wings Academy is an amazing opportunity that is to be taken seriously! We do not prank students with it,” he said sternly. 

“Now now, Principal Banks,” Mrs. Crest said, her voice calm as a rippleless lake. “Miss Brinson is just surprised, that’s all. After all, this is the first time this has ever happened, and she has reason to think this is all a hoax.” She looked at the three of us. “However, it is not. You really have all been accepted to Wings Academy, and you will finish the year there with the 9th graders. You will essentially be skipping the second semester of 8th grade,” she finished. 

Silence followed. Then Camilla spoke. “I want to see the acceptance certificates,” she said.

“Very well,” Principal Banks said, opening a drawer in his desk. He pulled out three blue folders with their names written on them and passed them to Camilla. 

She gently slipped the certificates out. Imprinted in golden wax on the smooth paper was the school’s official seal. At the top the seal read “Wings Academy High School”. Below that there was an open book with dragon wings behind it. And below that was the school’s slogan: “Knowledge is your wings to the future”. 

She studied the seal intently for what felt like a great deal of time before she finally turned towards Fiona and Avery. “They’re real,” she said. “See these little words etched into the border?” She pointed at the edge of the seal. “And these swirls in the background?” She pointed again. “A forgery wouldn’t have them. This is indeed the real thing.” She handed the certificates back to the principal.

Indeed the real thing–the words echoed in Avery’s head. She, Avery Clay, has indeed been accepted to Wings Academy–and a semester early, too! It all felt strangely surreal. She had been dreaming of this day since preschool, and to think that it had truly come seemed impossible. Avery wondered if it was like this for everyone who got in, or if the unexpectedness of her acceptance was the cause for it. Surely she wasn’t the only one who felt like she must be in a dream?

After a moment Fiona spoke, bringing Avery out of her reverie. “How’d you know to look for those things on the seal?” she asked. 

Camilla shrugged casually. “I read a lot of murder mysteries.”

“How does that–,” Fiona began, but she was cut off by Mrs. Crest.

“Over winter break you will receive a package with everything you will need for school. This includes your dorm room information, campus maps, school crest, and packing list, to name a few things. You will be expected to pack only the things on the packing list, and not more. If every student brought all of their things, dorms would be a mess, and we can’t have that!” Mrs. Crest finished.

“So that’s really it?” Avery asked.

“What do you mean ‘really it’?” Mrs. Crest asked.

“I mean, we go home, tell our parents that we got accepted to Wings Academy a semester early, and start packing? It’s as easy as that?” Avery clarified. 

“Yes,” Mrs. Crest answered.

The three students exchanged amazed glances. Even though they had studied the certificates and discussed it immensely, it still felt unreal. 

Principal Banks dismissed them soon after, telling them to get a good night’s rest before they began packing. And so Avery found herself in the hallway with two girls she didn’t know having just received the most unexpected news she ever had in her 13 years alive.

“Did that just happen?” Avery asked hesitantly. Fiona, who was shocked into silence, did not answer. 

Camilla muttered something that sounded like, “Apparently,” but Avery wasn’t quite sure, so she didn’t say anything. 

They walked in silence towards the student pick-up center for a while before anyone finally spoke again. 

They were almost to the double doors leading outside when suddenly Fiona said, “Maybe we should get each other’s phone numbers. So we can stick together.” She paused. “I mean, won’t it be easier to transfer if we have each other?” she asked. 

Avery and Camilla exchanged a glance, and shrugged. “I guess so,” Avery said. 

“Cool,” Fiona replied. She pulled her phone out of her back pocket and opened her contact list. “So what’re your numbers?”

Avery and Camilla told her, and they all added each other to their contacts. “I’ll make us a group chat. That way we can all talk together,” Camilla said, pushing a few buttons on her sparkly red phone. 

Once that was done, they told each other goodbye and pushed open the dark double doors.

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                                                   Chapter 2: the windclan calico

Echopaw struggled from her father’s strong grip. With a wave of anger, she realized everyone saw what happened in camp, but no one stopped it, her eyes turned to slits of anger mixed with sadness then with a yowl of pain she felt shadowstrike throw her, with a jolt and a roar of a monster rushing past her, in her ears she realized shadowstrike threw her near the thunder path. "Maybe a life as a disgusting kittypet will keep you out of my sights! thunderclan has no need for WEAKLINGS like you!!" He snarled and with one last slash at her throat he stalked off. Echopaw snarled and limped around the border asking herself, what should she do? She lifted her head as she saw a lean muscular body of a tom walking toward her, with panic pricking at her fur she realized she couldn’t smell because of the blood that had encrusted on her nose, if the tom was from a clan or not, and she knew because of her scars she looked weak and defeated, so she ran a few tail lengths away and as she was near the stream she groaned in disgust at getting her paws wet she closed her eyes and mustered up her courage, then one paw after another she stepped into the stream, shivering at the cold. As she walked out of the stream, she felt the blood from her nose clear up. as pride swelled in her chest realizing she could smell again, fear prickled her fur as the tom drew nearer and nearer, she panicked looking from side to side, she knew she would stand no chance against him and she knew she couldn’t go back to the camp because her father would kill her in one snap, and so she sat down curling her tail around her paws as the tom came into view a few mouse lengths away she saw he was a dark calico with eyes as blue as ice, the tom had his ears flattened to his head and his claws unsheathed and his tail lashing gently Echopaw saw that he had unusual long claws, she swallowed uncomfortably knowing this tom was a killer. “who are you?” the tom growled “my name is echo”- Echopaw stopped herself she knew that if this tom knew she was an apprentice of one of the clans he would think she was crossing to his border and chase her off or kill her and she knew she couldn’t run because he would probably chase her, “my name is echo” she mewed lifting her chin with a slight sweet smile trying to look as polite as possible.                                                       

me and nightwhisper had kits together and had a great relationship AND SHE STILL KILLED HERSELF!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 why my love?! WHYYYYYYYY