The adventures of Mosstalon - Death and deputies - QuailyCat (non fiction books to read .txt) 📗

"Wow, Mosstalon! You're deputy!" I exclaimed. I really was proud of my mentor. I could never acheive something as brilliant as becoming deputy.
Suddenly, guilt began to prick my fur. I had left Ferretclaw on his own.
Don't think about it! I shouldn't feel guilty about it! I was worried about Brambleclaw! Besides, he's not my clanmate!

However, my paws seemed to be tugging me towards the Shadowclan border, because I found myself padding out of camp and through the forest. When I reached the border, I was amazed to find Ferretclaw still there, pacing beside the stream. He looked up when I came nearer.
"Bluepaw! You came back!" He cried.
"Yes. I did." I told him.
He whispered:
"I thought you didn't want to see me."
"No, you mousebrain!" I joked, flicking his ear with my tail. "I heard one of my clanmates scream."
"Are they okay?"
"Um, well..." I tried to think of the right words to describe it. "Well, Brambleclaw died."
"I'm sorry. He was your deputy, right?" I nodded to Ferretclaw. "But, then, who's the new deputy?"
"Mosstalon." I told him.
"Okay."
"You wanted to tell me something?"
"Yes."
"Go on. What was it?"
"I want to see you again. Meet me here at twilight."
"Okay."
As I bounded through the trees, my heart was doing somersaults. But then, I heard flames crackling, and saw the camp up ahead, filled with flames.
I rushed into camp, only to be pushed back out by Berrynose.
"The camps on fire!" He yowled, but the rest of the clan had obviously known, because even before he had cried out, cats were racing out of camp.
"Is everyone here?" Firestar asked.
"Everyone. Exept Spiderleg." Graystripe reported, then added: "And Mosstalon."
Oh, no! What could possible have happened to Mosstalon?

"Fire!" I heard Berrynose call from outside camp. I raced towards the nursery entrance, and thrust my head inside. There was no sign of Tanglekit. Someone must have already taken him.
I headed towards the thorn tunnel, but found it was blocked by the fire.
How am I going to get out?

I thought desperatly. I looked around, then thought I saw another way out of camp. I raced the other exit, and bounded up the rocks that led to the top of the ledge. I pulled myself over the side, gasping for air.
I took in what was around me, and was appaled to see a huge log blocking my way. The fire was getting closer and closer. Suddenly, the log moved, and then moved more, until a narrow gap was in my sight.
I bounded towards the gap, and squeezed through it. I looked up to see who had rescued me, and saw a famillar face scowling at me.
"Sp, Spiderleg?"
"Yes, it's me, Spiderleg."
"Why did you save me?"
"Because now you owe me your life."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm going to kill you, Mosstalon."
"Why?"
"Don't you understand? I wanted to be deputy! I was so glad when Brambleclaw died, because that meant that there was a chance of becoming deputy. But Firestar made you

his deputy. You don't deserve to be deputy!" Spiderleg hissed.
"And why don't I deserve to be deputy?"
"The mixed blood in you."
"Mixed blood? I thought I was all Thunderclan!"
"Well, you obviously don't have a clue what I'm talking about. I'm talking about your mother, Spottedhead."
"Spottedhead?"
"She used to be Riverclan. But she joined Thunderclan because she loved Swiftpath. And Swiftpath, well, Swiftpath, he had a mate in Windclan. Hawkfire. Swiftpath joined Windclan to be with her, but then rejoined Thunderclan when there was a war between Thunderclan and Windclan. And then, oh then, there's non clan blood."
"What?"
"Swiftpath doesn't know this, Firestar doesn't know this, only I do. Swiftpath and Firestar, they're brothers."
"Brothers? How did you find out about this?" I asked, bewildered.
"In the old territory. I met Firestar's mother. I asked her about her kits, and she told me she had three kits. Firestar went to join the clans, while his sister, Princess, and Swiftpath became kittypets. When Swiftpath came to join the clans, Firestar didn't remember him because Swiftpath had gone to live with other twolegs very young."
"Is this true?"
"Yes. It is true. You're not full clan. I am. You shouln't even have been born! You shouldn't be in Thunderclan. Neither should Spottedhead, or Swiftpath, or your brothers, or Firestar. I know why Firestar made you his deputy. He felt sorry for you. He knew that both of you shouln't be in Thunderclan."
Spiderleg's eyes flashed with anger, and he took a swipe at my cheek, claws unsheathed. Blood oozed from the wound.
"How could you do this, Spiderleg? I'm your clanmate!" I gasped, and let my body lie limp.
"Ha! Not so great now, are you?"
I suddenly leaped up, and saw Spiderlegs eyes stretch wide. He must have thought I was too weak to fight. I pinned him down on the ground.
"Listen, Spiderleg. I have the right to be deputy. You

don't have the right, because you attempted to murder one of your own clanmates!" I hissed, and raced off through the forest, not looking back.
Does this mean I'm Firestar kin?

I thought. Oh well. I do deserve to be deputy, but I won't put myself before any of my clanmates. I'm still loyal to my clan.

Read more of the books in these series!

The adventuresof Mosspaw

Book 1: The start of my life

Book 2: Exile

Book 3: The gathering


The adventures of Mosstalon

Book 1: Tanglekit

Book 2: Death and deputies

Publication Date: 03-23-2012

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Dedication:
This book is dedicated to Erin Hunter, for writing the warrior cats book series, and to my cats, Pepper (Tanglekit) and Henny, for inspiring my love of cats.