Ognezvezd: переводы

→ “Good,” meowed StarCrown, but Firestar spoke again.
“Why must he live on, while the rest of the cats perish?” he asked his great leader.
“You will find out in time,” came StarCrown’s simple reply. “Now leave. I need to talk to Yellowfang. Will you fetch her for me?”

→ “Yes, StarCrown,” replied Firestar. “I also gave him some more lives like you asked.”

→“Firestar,” boomed StarCrown. “On a different note, I need to ask you if you fulfilled your mission that I gave you a moon ago. Did you send Ravenpaw to join SunClan?”

→ Firestar looked at his paws. Of course, he thought, I shouldn’t have expected StarCrown to agree. He never agrees with anything I do.

→ “It is a good idea, Firestar,” grumbled StarCrown, “but I am afraid I cannot agree. We must keep the fifteen Clans as they are, and anyway, I’m sure BloodClan and DarkClan will oppose, maybe ShadowClan, too. I am not blind. I have noticed that they are becoming more and more hostile as time goes on.”

→“The new Clan will be called LightClan, and we will choose the next three kits born to help lead it: two leaders, and one deputy. A current apprentice will be chosen to keep the peace. The two leader kits will grow up as normal kits and when each reaches deputy, they will lead their Clans, by our order, to the new territory. At the same time, I hoped you would send down four warriors to lead the other Clans there safely.”

→ He paused there, and looked up at his leaders green eyes, half expecting the great cat to object already, but he just nodded at Firestar, and the warrior carried on.

→ “Well,” demanded StarCrown. “What is it?”
Firestar began at once.
“The fifteen Clans we look down on are still fighting a war. For moons we have tried to find ways to solve this, but we have failed. I have thought of a solution. We join all Clans together to form one large Clan.”

→ “Firestar,” the great cat mewed loudly. “Bluestar tells me you have a request.”
Firestar hardly took in the leader’s words as he stared around the den, finishing at the Bluestone nest.

→With a nod to his friends, Firestar trotted away next to Bluestar, until they reached StarCrown’s dwelling. The two cats entered the jewel-encrusted den, where StarCrown, the shining white leader was waiting for them.

→ “Firestar,” mewed Bluestar, appearing at his side. “Come. StarCrown is ready for you now.”

→ “If he agrees,” Firestar mewed, as Bluestar hurried off, “I shall go down to talk to the mother of the next birth. Greystar, you alert the mother of the second leader, Firekit, and ask Sandstorm to talk to the mother of the deputy. I have already chosen a cat to keep the peace: Fearkit, the ginger IceClan kit. Spottedleaf, please tell him about the Clan.”

→ “It sounds very complicated, Firestar,” remarked Bluestar, but when Firestar shot her an angry look, she added, “but we will come with you to StarCrown and ask. It is a good plan, and it may work. We will do anything to stop the War.”

→ “How are we going to do this, Firestar?” Firestar heard Spottedleaf’s gentle voice.
“I will send a message to the kit’s mother, telling her to name it Sapphirekit. Sapphirekit will grow up through the clan, until, at deputy, the clan will make the journey to the new territory. A second kit will also be chosen to lead the clan, a third will be made deputy and another will keep the peace. At the same time, I think StarCrown should send four warriors to gather the rest of the clans, and lead them to the territory.”

→ “Because, Greystar,” Firestar meowed, “nobody will argue with a kit, and also a cat who is already leader may not last long from now.”

→“But Firestar,” mewed a familiar voice from behind. Firestar turned around to see his friend, Greystar behind him. “Why choose a kit, not an already faithful clan leader?”

→“Are you sure, Firestar?” asked Bluestar.
“Yes. It will be named Sapphirekit,” mewed the red warrior.

→“The next kit born will be the leader,” explained Firestar. Bluestar was next to him, listening thoughtfully.