Tribe of Rushing Water~ Feather's Story

Chapter 1~ Feather that Floats in the Breeze
The Stoneteller dipped his head to Feather, "The Tribe of Endless Hunting honours you young Prey-Hunter. Serve your tribe well."

A silver tabby she-cat dipped her head also and mewed, "I will Stoneteller."

"Then this gathering is over." the Stoneteller, a grey tom, padded away and went into his cave again.

Feather meowed with delight as her mother, Swift Bird on Rock, came up to her and smiled, "Congradulations kit! You and your brother are going to be great Cave-gaurds and Prey-hunters!"

"Thanks Swift!" Feather nodded, "I will serve our Tribe until it's my time for passing!"

Swift smiled at her kit, "Your father would be proud... if only he were here to see you."

"Yeah... why did he have to die?"

"It was his time... but I blame myself. If I jumped quick enough at that eagle and pulled it out of the sky then he would still be here now..."

"Don't blame yourself Swift! The Tribe of Endless Hunting obviously thought it was his time to go... don't worry!"

Swift nodded, "I am going to go see Talon. He's pretty energetic about gaurding for the first time without his mentor!"

"Yeah!" Feather purred. She watched as the pretty grey tabby left her alone.