Beyond The Horizon Promises Are...{Wolfshade}

Made, While Some Are Forgotten

FAWNSTEP
Every dream ever told, eventually comes true.

Fawnstep padded within a fox-length distance from the glittering lake, the moor grass whispered and shook amongst the breezy night air. While the stars sprinkled the sky, each on had a story to tell, but no one to listen. The moon was nothing but a sliver, more or so much like a cat's claw, it's silver lining sending pools of light to the world below.

They had chosen to take the route that would bring them past the horse-place, and across the moor. It'd be much easier be approached by one clan, other then two. Plus going through the pine forest, and a woods of oaks and birches didn't exactly please the water-grown cat.

The sparkling stream of water that flowed from the ancient pool expectantly reached their paths in a matter of minutes, all was left was to climb the rocky-teeth like ridge up to the ancient cavern and they'd be there. "Be careful the rocks are slippery." Fawnstep warned, her gaze intent on the sharp points. Slowly she hoisted herself up onto the ledge and then everything went smoothly from there.

The multi-colored she-cat was able to make her way, following the path of ancient paw prints before her. Gradually the cave came into focus, while the trickling of water beckoned her forward. Then at once she was padding into the depths of the cave and the pool was before her. Shimmering with stars and secrets.

Sitting down she flicked her tail, beckoning Wolfshade forward.
"Just bend down and touch your nose to the water. It'll be cold at first but you'll slowly drift into sleep." Bringing her gaze to the tom's face she added,

"When the ceremony is over you'll be leader and have nine lives, but you can never tell a soul what happened during the ceremony."

The sky was bright with stars and the silver moon shining on their path lighting the way.

Swiftly jumping onto the ledge above, he took notice that the rocks were indeed slippery for he had slipped as he landed. Pulling himself upright he made his way carefully after Fawnstep taking care to watch where his paws land as to not slip again.
Wolfshade sat in awe as he looked before him at the Moonpool with all its mystical qualities...

Fawnstep's call shook him from his trance and he padded slowly toward the dark water stopping at its sandy edge. He carefully listened to the medicine cat's orders and quickly agreed never to tell a soul what is about to happen to him.

Bending down he got into a comfortable position and gently lowered his head to dip his nose into the calmness of the Moonpool...

Silently he fell asleep, everything racing through his mind seemed to vanish and he felt more relaxed than ever.

Wolfshade slowly opened his eyes to see a grassy clearing and warmth flooded through his body. Suddenly the stars above fell and swirled around him, many cats appeared before his eyes. They all spoke, many voices forming into one single meow,

"Welcome Wolfshade. Are you ready to receive your nine lives?"

He quickly but calmly replied, "Yes, I am ready."

Then the cats he was once close to in life appeared in front of him, and he then realized that they will be the ones to give him his nine lives. Sandheart was the first cat to approach him, his golden coat was swathed in stars. Even in Starclan he looked noble and strong.

<sup>Sandheart stepped forward, separating himself from the many other StarClan cats gathered behind.

He smiled warmly at the young tomcat, proud that RiverClan had made such a good choice in picking the new RiverClan leader. He could tell he would do just fine. And maybe be just as great a leader as Snowstar herself.

Nearing his old comrade, his pelt seemed to be a group of stars flying toward him, sparkling in the dim atmosphere. Bending down he gently touched his nose with his own, giving him a feeling of ice and fire resting on his nose all at the same time.

"With this life I give you courage." Sandheart meowed, breaking the eerie silence. "Use it well to defend your Clan."</sup>

Wolfshade noticed Sandheart was the first to move forward and give him his first life. As they touched noses though, it was the amazing sensation of fire and ice swirling upon his nose that so suddenly made him flinch from surprise and shock.

After this brief contact Sandheart spoke of his first life, courage. Once silent again he nodded his head in appreation and watched the amazing scene before him.

ooc: Mystic isn't here and we have to get this moving so, I'll go quickly.

Dawnfrost was next, holding her head high she approached the tom. She was slender, yet well-built. Her body had much recovered since that fateful day, and her love for Snowstar still ran deep. Bowing her head to the new leader she murmured,

"With this life I give you loyalty." Reaching upwards she slowly touched his nose with hers. She could feel the her life being passed onto him and it was exhilarating. Everything was lost in a whirlwind of stars. As soon as it began it was over. Smiling she backed up and murmured,

"Use it well to follow your heart and trust what's right." Flicking her ginger tail she padded back within the ranks of her clans. Happily awaiting for Wolfshade to gain his other lives.

ooc: Sorry Mystic D: When you come back I can have you PM the post you wanted to say and I can repost it here in the same spot. We just needed to get this board moving.

Dawnfrost was the next cat to give him a life. She had gotten noticeably stronger since she passed on to live with Starclan in the sky.

She neared and he prepared himself for the sensation of another life flowing into him, but this time it was different.They touched noses and stars swirled around him, new feelings of strength came. Everything stopped as they seperated once more and she spoke of her life. Loyalty, a much needed key to being a true leader.

Wolfshade bowed his head in gratitude to the cat before him and peered around her looking to see who would be the next to give a life to the new leader of Riverclan.

(Not to interfere but Wish you forgot Moondust for the second life of Justice. Or that was what was in the pm. If I'm wrong correct me XD )

ooc:Blah. I thought Dawnfrost was second. Oops xD Ok. Moonfrost is now third xD

Long silvery-white hairs speckled with stardust, beautiful pale green eyes blinked with new found energy. This was no longer the wrongly influenced she-cat that had walked the earth, she was the cat she always longed to be. Someone who knew who they were inside and in out, and for once she didn't know where she'd end up.

A soft smile drifted to her features and she padded towards the strong tom, lifting her head up she meowed, "I'm sure your surprised to see me." True, she had betrayed the clan and she could understand if Wolfshade didn't want to accept her life, but she was finally on a good conscience.

"With this life, I give you justice." she murmured, reaching upwards she touched her nose to his. Her life of troubles, horrible deeds, and a righteous death soon followed. And then it ended. A long sigh echoed the completion of giving him his third life, and then she back away. "I'm sorry for what I have done." she meowed quietly. Lifting her head defiantly she added, "Use this life to know what's right and what's wrong. Always have the best intentions."

Closing her eyes she whisked herself back into the crowd of stars, hoping that Wolfshade had forgiven her. She hoped that in time everyone would forgive her, and that maybe even one day she could be recognized as simply, 'Riverclan's Medicine Cat'.

Wolfshade stared at the next cat with anger. Moonfrost was to give him his third life, which was surprising for what she had done in the past. He wanted to tear her fur out for all the evil doings, but there was something he noticed about her now. She's not really bad! Everything he once new about her was gone now, she is a new cat.

He stared at her soft green eyes, "Actualy I'm not as surprised as you think." They touched noses and he felt a swirl of feelings rush through him making him understand...

As he watched her leave, deep in his heart he forgave her, nodding in exchange. Then she dissapeared in the swirl of stars.

^{A large calico she-cat stood up as the former medicine cat stepped back into her spot in the line. The beautiful calico blinked warmly at the future leader of Riverclan,
"With this life I give you tireless energy." She meowed gently touching her nose with the tom, and felt her life go through and in a spit second she removed her delicate pink nose, “Use it well to carry out the duties of a leader.” She murmured smiling at Wolfshade before taking her spot back in the line.}

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The next cat came forth, the beautiful multicolored cat Spottedsky. When they touched noses everything was different, instead it was the feeling of wind. His fur ruffled and he felt he could run forever. All this new energy flowing through him made him want to never sleep!

All of it suddenly stopped as their noses seperated, the strong wind meerly a slow breeze now and the energy died away...

Tireless energy will be much needed for him to make it as a leader. He watched as Spottedsky took her spot in line once more then stared off into the sky.

Everywhere he looked stars as crystal clear as diomonds shining like the sun. Swirling around the many cats that circled him awaiting for the ceromony to proceed, their eyes anxiouse to see who would be next to give a life to this new leader of Riverclan.

A lithe ginger she-cat nimbly approached her leader. She was beyond beautiful, stars glittered her pelt, while her soft orange gaze flickered in the moonlight. A slight purr escaped her throat as she neared the larger tom. Thyemleaf had died young, poisoned by a contaminated piece of prey. She had only lived her life as a warrior for not too long before she was expecting kits, and then when they were merely apprentices she had passed away.

Slowly she lifted her head and meowed warmly, "With this life I give you protection." When her nose met his a bolt of energy shot through her. It was as if the lid on her heart was opened and everything was flowing free. The ferocity of love for her kits and the only desire to protect them. If Wolfshade had expected this to be a peaceful life then he was wrong.

Nothing was stronger then a mother's love. The moment only lasted a few seconds and it was done. The young she-cat's continuous purr did not cease, it only grew louder when she backed away. "Use it well to protect your clanmates, and for those you love." Gracefully she dipped her head and returned herself besides her daughter. Where she belonged watching over the two toms she had left when she passed over the golden bridge. Her last two living sons.

The next cat was the young Thyemleaf. Wolfshade watched as the she-cat swiftly came up to him and they touched noses...
There was something about this one that made him relax. It wasn't a harsh feeling, but just a warm sensation of love. All he could think about was the clan back at camp. How peaceful they were and how much he wanted it to stay that way.
Their noses released and his flashback was over. Of course, it was protection. Watching the cat retreat back to the group made him feel he could do it as a leader. He sat waiting for the next cat to aproach him with his sixth life.

A smaller brown tom stepped forward as the queen stepped back from the tom. With a slight nod Brookpaw looked the tom in the eyes, "With this life I give you mentoring.” He murmured reaching up and pressed his nose to Wolfshade. Brookpaw could feel the life leaving him and into Wolfshade.

Removing his nose blinked as he saw that Wolfshade got to live the life of a warrior for he never got the chance for he and his mentor, Sandheart got brutally attacked by the rouge known as Raven. With a deep sigh he quickly pushed back the memory and added, “Use it well to train the young cats of your clan." With that he stepped back and took his spot back in line.

Wolfshade watched as Brookpaw moved forward. This young tom was murdered by the dark warrior Raven along with his mentor, the strong Sandheart.
As their noses touched, he was filled with determination. The determination to complete his destiny as leader of Riverclan and to lead it into survival.
They sat for a while, then he broke away from his thoughts. Staring at the small brown tom he thought at how young an age he was when he passed on to live forever with the legendary Starclan.