Zodiac (warrior cats)

Chapter 19

Dusk descended onto ThunderClan camp, shadows stretching high onto the rocky ridge enclosing its inhabitants. Bats fluttered in the twilight sky, their tiny wings flapping faster than the speed of light.
Bluepaw sat outside the apprentices den, her bright blue eyes narrowing in anger as she saw Jayfeather exiting his den.
That should be me! Why couldn't he just retire to the elders den? Jayfeather was almost the oldest cat in the clan, expect for his brother Lionblaze, but they were the same age!
Bluepaw just wanted to become a simple Medicine Cat, was that to much to ask?
"But no, he has to act like a piece of fox-dung to everyone!" Bluepaw muttered, her fur becoming puffed out in anger. Noticing Jayfeather exiting ThunderClan camp, Bluepaw wondered if there was any chance of Starlingsong convincing her mentor.
Walking over to the Medicine Cats den, Bluepaw brushed aside the lichen of the cave, and entered.
"Hello Bluepaw" the tortoiseshell and white apprentice greeted her with a warm stare.
"Hi" Bluepaw meowed politely as she padded in the den. She noticed one of the kits Poplarkit sitting in the back of the nursery, sitting in the corner with an angered look on his face.
"Why is he here?" Bluepaw flicked her tail to the small black tom. She hoped Starlingsong wasn't considering him as an apprentice, Poplarkit was only two-moons old!
Starlingsong turned, "Sedgeheart asked me to keep an eye on him, Poplarkit's been having some problems lately."
"Problems?" Bluepaw perked her ears, "What kind of problems?".
"He's been attacking all the other kits in the nursery" Starlingsong sighed, "Whenever someone tries to play or talk with him, Poplarkit only gets angry."
What an odd kit, Bluepaw wondered why he would do such a thing? She knew Poplarkit when he was just born, he was the sweetest little thing in the world.
Looking at the angered kit, Bluepaw narrowed her eyes. She noticed his ear bent to the side, and every few moments he began to twitch.
"I think I might know whats wrong" she meowed, walking past Starlingsong and over to the distressed kit.
"Don't come any closer" Poplarkit warned, un-sheathing his tiny claws. But Bluepaw was quicker and pounced on the tiny kit, pinning him down so he couldn't move.
"What are you doing?" Starlingsong asked in shock, looking at Bluepaw crossly.
But Bluepaw didn't answer, she reached forward with a tiny claw into Poplarkit's ear, she had to be right! And then in a matter of seconds, Bluepaw felt something sharp come out.
"Oh my StarClan!" Starlingsong gasped, immediately darting to the object. It was a large thorn, perhaps even larger than a claw.
"That was lodged in his ear?" the Medicine Cat asked, examining a now very happy Poplarkit.
Bluepaw had never a kit so happy, as he covered her in licks and purred up a storm. Sedgeheart soon came and got her son after Starlingsong explained the problem.
"You did fabulous" Starlingsong mentioned, "Bluepaw you would make a great Medicine Cat."
"That's what I'm trying to tell everyone!" she instantly yelped, "But that old grump won't retire, why can't Dovestar just make him?".
Starlingsong mrrowed in amusement, "First of all I don't think you can make a Medicine Cat retire, second of all even if you could, Jayfeather would fight back."
Bluepaw sighed, she knew that was true. But Jayfeather spent countless moons as ThunderClan's Medicine Cat, not to mention he already trained an apprentice.
Why couldn't he just pass the torch already and let Bluepaw become his apprentices apprentice?
"You know, there is one way I think we could convince him" Bluepaw instantly looked up at the tortoiseshell Medicine Cat. "You know Jayfeather is extremely close with StarClan?" Starlingsong paused as Bluepaw nodded.
"Well maybe if you can talk to one of them, then they can send a dream to Jayfeather telling him your meant to become a Medicine Cat!".
Instantly Bluepaw lifted her gaze, "That's a perfect idea!". Not only could she speak with StarClan whenever she wanted, but Bluepaw could also asked Yellowfang.
"Thanks Starlingsong" Bluepaw meowed as she raced out of the den, and towards the back of the camp. Hiding behind a large Rowan tree, Bluepaw lifted her gaze to the stars shining in the indigo sky.
Please talk to me, she pleaded silently, I need your help. Almost on exactly on cue, Bluepaw noticed a pelt appearing in the sky. It was a bright ginger tom, with a pelt the shade of burning flames.
"Hello Bluepaw" he meowed with a voice tinged with wisdom, "My name is Firestar, I was once leader of ThunderClan."
Oh wow, Bluepaw was actually speaking with the legendary Firestar?
"Please you have to convince Jayfeather to retire" she pleaded with a mew, "I'll do anything to be a Medicine Cat, anything!".
The image of the legendary leader in the sky chuckled, "I do apologize for my Grandson's stubbornness, I suppose he gets a bit of that from me".
She tried to smile, but Bluepaw just wanted a simple answer, could he help her or not?
"I'm sorry Bluepaw" Firestar finally meowed, "But your path is no to become a Medicine Cat, there are things bigger than you know happening at this very moment."
Bluepaw gaped, "Are you kidding me!? I'm a Zodiac, my only power is to speak with StarClan, and I can't become a Medicine Cat?". This was total Fox-Dung!
"I'm sorry, but there is something I must tell you before I leave. Time is off the essence." But Firestar simply stared at the apprentice, his eyes a ghostly shade of green.
And then he spoke in a tone so cold and eery, Bluepaw shivered.
"When the Ice Moon rises, Eight will rage war against each other. And in the end, only four will be left standing. And these four will be the ones to bring an eternal peace to all clans."