WillowClan! Warriors RP

(LOls I know)

Featherstar found himself in a forest, but the trees were closer, and darker, and it smelled of pine. There he found Bramblefur standing, a few tail-lengths away. "Bramble-" She cut him off with a look for him to be silent. The sounds of pawsteps were faint, but steadily growing louder. The tom took a step forward, ears perked for any sound. The pawsteps had stopped...

(i wanna see what happens! O.O)

Thunderrain stood guard at the entrance.

The shrill sound of an enraged yowl blasted his ears. Featherstar rushed forward, ignoring Bramblefur's yowls for him to stop. He felt the searing pain of claws down his side and fangs in his neck. He looked around, only to see darkness had begun to consume him. Featherstar yowled in horror, and then felt gentle teeth help him out in his scruff. He turned to see Paint, smiling and happy. When he went to speak, Bramblefur was beside him, and Aspen of old leaped out of the bush and attacked the apprentice rouge.

Paint yowled in horror as the red she-cat ripped into her muscles. "Featherstar!" she yowled her eyes slowly glazing over.

Featherstar stood there in horror, confusion and rage filling him. He turned to Bramblefur, and thought he saw a smile, and a dark twist in her eyes. But then he saw her fur ripple in change, and who he had thought was his old mate and old love, was his daughter. "This is what she'll become." The she-cat mewed, and then returned to looking like Bramblefur. "Stop her." Her voice echoed in Featherstar's mind, and then he whirled on Aspen, fangs digging into her and tore her off the apprentice. "Stop her. Stop her. Stop her." The voice repeated as Featherstar dealt more and more blows to the red she-cat. The fur changed, becoming brown, black tabby striped and grey paws. "Stop her!" His fangs stopped on the throat of his daughter, or the image of her. Featherstar panted hard, and then pulled back. "Featherstar the only way to keep your clan safe is to stop her. Permanently." Bramblefur mewed and he stared at her in horror. "I'm sorry, but you must kill Aspen...."

His fangs tightened around the throat until it grew limp.

The mottled apprentice laid limp. She wasn't moving.

Featherstar loomed over the apprentice, blood on his muzzle and grief in his heart. He knew this was only a dream, but as he looked at the apprentice, and then saw the sympathy in Bramblefur's eyes. He almost believed it was real.

All of Stqrclqn appeared. Some more distinguished than others.

Featherstar turned to them, confused and in shock. He picked out Soottail, Lightningfur, Heatherfeather, Willowstar, and many others that had once been in the clan. "What's going on?" He mewed.

(Ya! Starclan!)

Featherstar stared at them, and then he saw something in each of their eyes. "Is there truly no other way to end this?" He questioned them.

Willowstar nodded. "Featherstar, do it fast for the longer you wait, the more she kills."

The tom wanted to protest, wanted to yowl out, 'But she's my daughter! I can't kill her!' But he knew that if he didn't, Stoneclaw would, or Thunderrain, or Eclipsemoon. Nearly every cat in his clan wanted his only living daughter dead and a part of him still wanted to think she was a lost little kit that would some day find her way home. But he hung his head, and mewed. "Alright... I'll do it."

The cats started to fade out as his words echoed.

Featherstar opened his eyes, back in his den. Tomorrow, after Paint was a member of the clan, he and a large patrol were going to end his daughter.

Reedfeather woke and padded out of the den. He stretched and grabbed a piece of kill and ate. He nodded to Thunderrain.

The sun was starting to rise, and Featherstar stepped out into the pale light. He gazed at his clan, and then climbed onto the highbranch.

Icebreeze and Paint padded out of the den. The mottled black cat looked up at the leader. As the sun emerged more the whole clan was awake with the buzz of morning. She watched as cats still looked at her with hatred.

Featherstar blinked down at the clan, and saw enough of them to be awake. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the highbranch for a clan meeting!" He yowled, hearing pawsteps as they began to gather, he nodded towards Paint.

Paint froze in terror as he looked at her. Her eyes glazed with fear and her body tense.

Echoflower looked at the leader. She was confused until she saw the rouge.

Featherstar began once they had all gathered. "Paint please come forward." He mewed at her, seeing disapproval in his son's eyes.

Paint hesitated for a while then slowly proceeded. She stayed low to the ground. She came to the middle and stopped. With all eyes upon her, she shook.

Featherstar gave her a comforting look. "As you all know, Paint is to join our ranks as an apprentice." His tail cut off a yowl or two of protest. "Understand that she had no choice in joining the rouges and promises to live by the warrior code and leave her past behind her. She is young, she can still change." He beckoned her to come up the Highbranch.

Paint sped up to the top in a blur. She crouched to the ground out of most cats sights.

Featherstar gave her a little nudge to stand tall. "If you are not certain of yourself, then no cat ever will be." He whispered, and then turned to the clan for a brief moment before returning to her. "Paint, do you promise to defend this clan, your clan, with your life and learn what it means to understand the warrior code and obey it?" He asked her.