Chapter 61: The Motive

Chapter 61: The Motive

Darkfeather

     I slowly open my eyes.  I'm in StarClan, as I've learned from Rosekit and Frostkit.  I make my way over to our gathering area.  For some reason I've never gotten sick of seeing the same four cats every day and night.  Rosekit looks at me, and she beams.
"Great to see you, Darkfeather.  You're right on time," Rosekit says.  Frostkit nods.  A cream colored cat is adressing the meeting.
"Your job is nearly complete," she says.  "There are just two final tasks."
"Which are..?" Doveheart asks. 
"You must find the fifth cat first, and then defeat the DarkForest."
"But we've found the fifth cat!  Raventail!" Petalsplash informs.  The cream colored cat sighs.
"What makes you say she's the fifth?" the cream cat asks.  "Why isn't she here tonight?"  The clearing is quiet.
"Anyways, I'd like to show you something," the cat says.  We follow her to the tallest tree in StarClan: the Big Tree. 
"Come on," Frostkit beckons us.  Rosekit hops onto the tree, and I follow her, with Petalsplash and Doveheart in the rear.  Soon we reach the flat branch at the top.  The cream colored cat points her tail towards the DarkForest border.  We can make out two cats, each in seperate clearings, training two cats.  Frostkit and Rosekit's eyes widen.  And mine widen too when I see who they're training.
     Flamestar and Sharpfang.  No wonder.  That explains everything.  There's no mistaking Flamestar's bright orange pelt, and Sharpfang's piercing orange eyes.  And they aren't being trained together.  That explains why Flamestar's separated from Sharpfang; why Sharpfang left. 
"Now you can see why they're separated.  FireClan is weak.  Flamestar is weak," The cream colored cat says.
"But why are they targeting Flamestar?  What does he have that they want?"  Petalsplash asks.  "And what does this have to do with the other clans?"  The cream colored cat says nothing.  Her eyes look into each of ours.
"We have to figure this out," Doveheart says.  "What does Flamestar have that they want?"
"Maybe he has powers or something?" I ask.
"Flamestar doesn't have powers!" Rosekit exclaims.
"Or maybe," Frostkit says.
"Maybe what?" Petalsplash asks.
"Maybe... it's something Flamestar doesn't know about.  Something that lies on his territory."  Frostkit says slowly.
"Like..." Petalsplash gasps.
"The bones," we all say together.