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- Mountainside was a district in Waterdeep located on the eastern and southeastern slope of Mount Waterdeep.
- The silence of the mountains was almost shocking. Pink dawn light streamed between the jagged peaks, along with the orange glow of the sun. Even the masses of cats remained tranquil, except for the occasional squeal of a frightened kit, or the whisper of a young warrior. Finally, one powerful she-cat bounded forward. One would think that she was a normal cat with a mate and kits, until they looked into her eyes. They were almond-shaped, with a slight curve around the edges, and a striking dark amber color. Her pelt was a blinding white. "Froststar. You are making a mistake," he rasped.
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- The silence of the mountains was almost shocking. Pink dawn light streamed between the jagged peaks, along with the orange glow of the sun. Even the masses of cats remained tranquil, except for the occasional squeal of a frightened kit, or the whisper of a young warrior. Finally, one powerful she-cat bounded forward. One would think that she was a normal cat with a mate and kits, until they looked into her eyes. They were almond-shaped, with a slight curve around the edges, and a striking dark amber color. Her pelt was a blinding white. "We have arrived!" she yowled. A chorus of cheers echoed from the rock sides of the mountains. But a few cats among the mass remained silent. "StarClan have directed us here, with a flash of moonlight and whisper of wind. Now we have come to our true home. Clans will thrive, and cats shall carry on with a new beginning." A disdainful mutter was heard. The she-cat's face darted around the crowd, willing to find who had spoken. To every cat's surprise, a small cream tom stepped out from the crowd. His blue eyes flickered with worry. "Froststar. You are making a mistake," he rasped. "Silence Brackenclaw!" she hissed, "StarClan itself have come to me with the message to relocate here." He turned to the crowd. "She lies." Frightened hisses rose from the crowd. "Wait. But why should we believe him?" a silver tom growled. Brackenclaw met his gaze without hesitation, then spoke, "StarClan have sent me a sign. Jagged peaks shall cast us into the shadows of ourselves." "It's a sign," he concluded, "A dark omen." Anxiously, cats gasped, and wrapped their tails around their kits. "Froststar has led us into darkness for her own reasons. Have Silverstar, Pricklestar, and Lilystar spoken yet? Have they separated themselves from the crowd? No." "Quiet, fool! You do not speak for the Clans!" Froststar yowled. Brackenclaw laughed, although he sounded truly sad. "Froststar, you have been speaking for the Clans." He turned to the other cats. "She hungers for power. That is why she has led you here." "That's treason!" she hissed. There were angry shouts from the crowd. Froststar bared her teeth in a threat. "You will see our new home. It's just over the horizon. We have traveled through thick and thin together, what makes you think that you should listen to him?" Pricklestar glanced at her, his ginger fur rippling with anger. "Froststar, what he says is true." "Remember the omen," Brackenclaw said distantly. "What about this," Lilystar mewed, "Let's see this new home, and consider the sign." A few cats murmured agreement. But other still looked at Froststar, hostile. But they had no choice. They had to follow Froststar to see where she had brought them. Her eyes were a blaze with a horrific fury. As the cats gathered along the ridge, their breath was taken away. A huge mountain rose up from the valley, with a huge silver rock side, with pines growing in clumps along the side. A river lazily flowed along the side of the mighty mountain, then finally turned into rapids and a waterfall. There were potential camp spots everywhere, and by the excited gazes of all the cats, there was no more fear of the dark omen. Froststar's mouth stretched into a dazzling smile, happy that she had succeeded. Out of the corner of her eye, she could still see Brackenclaw kneading the ground, and whispering. The other medicine cats came to his side. Froststar was able to catch the words "Jagged" and "shadow". Angered, she gritted her teeth. The other medicine cats left, and she saw her chance. Her heart pounded. She looked over her shoulder, and saw the cats still talking in hushed voices, and staring in awe at their new home. And then she had to act. Swiftly, she crept up behind Brackenclaw, whos eyes were closed, his head tilted in despair. "Brackenclaw, you were wrong," Froststar muttered. He turned his head slightly. And with a simple shove, he slid off of the ledge, and plummeted through the air. Remorse pulsed through her, but Froststar shook it off, and gave her downy white fur a smooth lick. She could see Brackenclaw's broken body on the rocks below, then washing away in the stream. But that was done now. It was time for her to lead the Clans into their new home. Out of the corner of her eye, there was still a cream splotch, bobbing up and down in the rapids of the river.
- Mountainside was a district in Waterdeep located on the eastern and southeastern slope of Mount Waterdeep.
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