Red Legacy 1: Astray

Red Legacy is a new Fanfic series I am starting following the life of Fawnkit. Please do not copy this as this was 100% written by me and therefore nobody else has ownership of the content. Enjoy!

ThunderClan:

Leader: Brackenstar: Dark brown tom with black stripes

Deputy: Cloudflight: Bright white she-cat with very blue eyes

Medicine Cat: Whitefoot: Brown tom with lighter brown feet

Warriors:

Bluewhisker: Light blue she-cat with a darker blue muzzle

Willowtooth: Pure white she-cat

(Apprentice: Dustpaw)

Blazeleg: Light brown tom with a darker burgundy stripe across his left flank

Cedarface: Dark brown tabby tom

(Apprentice: Goldenpaw)

Liondawn: Bright orange tom

(Apprentice: Beechpaw)

Sparrowflower: Spotted tortoiseshell she-cat

Apprentices:

Dustpaw: Light brown she-cat

Beechpaw: Black tom (brother of Dustpaw)

Goldenpaw: Orange tom

Queens:

Berryfur: dark red sleek she-cat mother of Blazeleg’s kits: Fawnkit, Stonekit

Elders:

Leafstep: dark tortoiseshell she-cat

Bumblestripe: Extremely old pale grey tom with black stripes

WindClan:

Leader: Swiftstar: light brown tabby she-cat

Deputy: Brindleflight: Dark brown tom

Medicine Cat: Sparrowfur: light brown she-cat with black patches

(Apprentice: Reedpaw)

Warriors:

Oaktail: Light brown tom with a darker brown tail

(Apprentice: Fernpaw)

Ripplecloud: White she-cat with a grey underbelly

Dawnbird: A very light grey she-cat

(Apprentice: Shadowpaw)

Foxheart: Dark red male tom

Voleclaw: Dark grey tom

(Apprentice: Spiderpaw)

Thrushpelt: Light grey spotted she-cat

Apprentices:

Fernpaw: Light grey she-cat

Shadowpaw: Small black tom

Spiderpaw: Dark brown tom (brother of Shadowpaw)

Reedpaw: dark grey she-cat

Queens:

Nightpelt: Dark black she-cat mother of Brindleflight’s kits: Cinderkit, Hollykit, Sorrelkit

Elders:

Kestrelflight: Old mottled grey tom

ShadowClan:

Leader: Briarstar: Short dark brown tom

Deputy: Owlclaw: Very large light brown tom with dark stripes

Medicine Cat: Stonefoot: Grey tom

Warriors:

Halftail: Tortoiseshell she-cat with half a tail

Hazelclaw: Large dark orange she-cat

Rainwhisper: Mottled dark blue tom

Greyriver: Dark grey tom

Fawnpetal: Light brown and grey she-cat

(Apprentice: Mossypaw)

Flameheart: Strong red tom

(Apprentice: Tornpaw)

Apprentices:

Tornpaw: Large brown tom (son of Owlclaw)

Mossypaw: Small grey she-cat

Queens:

Honeybrook: Light orange she-cat mother of Greyriver’s kits: Icekit, Stumpykit

Shadowdawn: Light grey she-cat mother of Flameheart’s kit, Bramblekit

RiverClan:

Leader: Riverstar: Small grey tom

Deputy: Maplestripe: Brown she-cat with a long white stripe on her head

Medicine Cat: Ferntail: Dark green she-cat

Warriors:

Barkfeather: Dark brown tom

(Apprentice: Minnowpaw)

Tawnystripe: Blue she-cat

(Apprentice: Foxpaw)

Newtfoot: Black tom with white feet

Moleheart: Brown and white she-cat

Thorntail: Black tom whose tail was cut a little short after an incident with a thorn when he was a kit

Apprentices:

Minnowpaw: Pure white she-cat

Foxpaw: Red tom

Queens:

Nettlewhisker: Grey she-cat mother of Thorntail’s kits: Dewkit and Russetkit

Elders:

Breezewing: Black she-cat

PROLOGUE: “Yes, Whitefoot?” asked a large dark tom as the brown tom padded into the den,

“Brackenstar, the words I must speak are for your ears only, please remember that” Whitefoot replied,

“Understood” Brackenstar replied, unease growing within him, “what is on your mind?”

Whitefoot sat down and made himself comfortable, his bones creaking with age onto the cold stone floor.

Suddenly a deep fear came from within him, “I’ve been feeling my age a lot recently Brackenstar” Whitefoot blurted out,

“You can’t retire and you understand that my friend, especially when you’ve no apprentice” Brackenstar replied quickly.

Whitefoot sighed and looked at his paws as he lay on the floor, his paws tucked underneath is chest. “I had a dream last night” Whitefoot forced out,

“I knew there was more to it” Brackenstar muttered quietly,

“I was in the clearing and a fawn was jumping around playfully. At first I assumed it was a normal dream, until Jayfeather came” Whitefoot mewed, catching his breath on the last sentence.

“What did he say?” Brackenstar asked focusing his attention onto Whitefoot,

Whitefoot stifled before continuing,

''“He of all will find the light in the red”''

 

 

 

--CHAPTER 1—

“Heave!” yelled Stonekit motivationally.

Fawnkit pulled once more, the rubbery tail of the mouse slipping from his grip.

Cloudflight padded up to Fawnkit and Stonekit as they tried to maneuver the prey along the clearing floor, “if you’re going to become the greatest warriors of all time then you’re going to have to move more than a mouse”

Fawnkit stopped pulling and sat up to lick his paw, “I can lift a mouse, pulling is a different story” he assured,

“Quite right, instead of carrying the mouse, pulling it makes it dirty and very unappealing” she scolded. Stonekit slowly slunk off into the background while Fawnkit bowed his head, feeling the stares of many cats around him.

“How about you take that mouse to Brackenstar, I’m sure he will have a good use for what is left of it” mewed Bluewhisker as she snuck up behind Cloudflight with a wide smile on her face. Fawnkit nodded before picking up the mouse and running it over to Brackenstar’s den.

“What happened here?” Brackenstar began as Fawnkit struggled the mouse into the den, Cloudflight looking angrily onward behind him.

“This one decided to drag a perfectly fine piece of fresh-kill across the entire camp clearing” Cloudflight replied,

“I’ll eat it, we can’t let any kill go to waste in these harsh leaf-bare months” mewed Brackenstar, a purr welling in his throat,

“And Fawnkit?” asked Cloudflight, his tail twitching in annoyance.

“Take him to his mother” Brackenstar replied, purring with amusement. Cloudflight nodded with sincerity before leading him back to his mother.

Berryfur greeted Fawnkit and Stonekit back to the den with a mischievous and proud look on her face. Cloudflight looked disappointed as he saw Berryfur’s outlook on the situation,

“I understand you know what happened” Cloudflight said before turning around and walking out of the den.

“Whilst it can be entertaining, you two do need to think before you set your little paws in the wrong place” Berryfur mewed,

“Understood” sighed Stonekit,

“Sorry, we were only trying to help” continued Fawnkit.

“What kits like you don’t understand is that the best way you can help your clan is by keeping quiet and out of the way” purred Berryfur, “go and pester Bumblestripe”

Bumblestripe was the easily the oldest cat in the lake territory and had been in the elders den for a very long time. Fawnkit could clearly remember Berryfur talking about how she would listen to Bumblestripe when she was a kit and that was a long time before Fawnkit was born.

“Firestar!”Stonekit squeaked before scuttling off in the direction of the elder's den. Fawnkit sighed and followed Stonekit through the clearing and over to the other side of the quarry, tripping over Liondawn as he walked with Willowtooth towards the warriors den.

“Careful little scraps!” rasped Leafstep as they scuffled into the den, “I presume you’re here to listen to another of Bumblestripe’s tales?”

“Berryfur said we should” sighed Fawnkit,

“And rightfully so! Be it peace your absence provides” sounded a voice from around the corner. Bumblestripe padded out to the front of the den and sat with Leafstep and the kits,

“Which tale of perilous adventure do you wish to be… enlightened by, young kits?” joked Bumblestripe, his pale gray pelt blending with the gray clouds above.

Stonekit turned his head to Fawnkit impatiently, we could learn anything! Fawnkit thought, excitement pulsing through his body,

“Tell us about Lionblaze, Dovewing and Jayfeather!” mewed Fawnkit, and so Bumblestripe did.

Eventually Blazeleg, Fawnkit and Stonekit’s father, walked into the den and interrupted Bumblestripe’s lengthy recount of the battle with the Dark Forest,

“Whilst I understand you are being kept busy Bumblestripe, Whitefoot insists he sees to the cut on your flank” he announced looking proudly at his two kits,

“But Blazeleg!” Stonekit complained next to Fawnkit, ''I guess if it’s important.. ''

“If it needs to be done then we’d best get out of the way” Fawnkit told Stonekit, his head held high,

“Good thinking Fawnkit” Whitefoot said as he padded in to the den, a wad of herbs and plants in his mouth. Fawnkit slowly fumbled out of the den with Stonekit trailing him,

“What now?” Stonekit complained, “We should be allowed to leave camp and help”

“You know the warriors won’t let us” replied Fawnkit and silence fell upon the two kits,

“What if the warriors didn’t have to know?!” Stonekit mewed confidently. Fawnkit looked back at Berryfur to make sure that she hadn’t overheard them talking and found her happily smoothing her fur in the Nursery,

“We could sneak out tonight!” Fawnkit replied his eyes wide with anticipation, ''We’ll show ShadowClan who rules this forest!''

“Fawnkit, Stonekit – you two look far too excited to not be up to something” Berryfur purred from the nursery den. Fawnkit and Stonekit started padding slowly towards Berryfur when the booming voice of Brackenstar sounded from the top of the highledge, “Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!” summoned Brackenstar, Fawnkit turned his head to look at Berryfur, his eyes wide with anticipation, ''Can we go?''

“Stonekit and Fawnkit, stay here!” growled Berryfur. Stonekit looked at Fawnkit and sighed,

“One day we will be allowed to go” Stonekit said, One day isn’t soon enough Fawnkit thought in response but instead he just portrayed a frown and lay down beside Berryfur, his paws tucked underneath his chest.

A short while after, Blazeleg walked into the nursery with a worried look on his face, the atmosphere of the room instantly changing to one of worry and uncertainty, ''nothing ever gets my father worried like this! ''Thought Fawnkit,

“What did Brackenstar say?” Berryfur asked with uncertainty,

“It’s ShadowClan” Blazeleg started, his eyes flicking to Fawnkit and Stonekit, “ShadowClan is missing a kit, and they’re blaming it on us”

-CHAPTER 2-

The moon was setting on the ThunderClan camp, the feel of hostility in the air after Brackenstar’s announcement earlier that day.

“Wake up Stonekit, wake up!” hissed Fawnkit quietly, prodding his brother’s flank,

“Wha? What… what is it?” Stonekit mewed as he blinked awake,

“Don’t you remember our conversation earlier, about going into the woods?” asked Fawnkit with disappointment,

“Yes, I do” Stonekit replied, rekindling Fawnkit’s hope,

“Right now is the perfect time! We could go out and find the missing ShadowClan kit and return the kit and once we do, Brackenstar will surely make us apprentices!” Fawnkit whispered with confidence, his eyes wide with the idea of leaving the camp,

“Everyone will hail us as heroes!” Stonekit replied equally as excitedly, “but how do we get out without anyone noticing?”

“The dirt-place, nobody will suspect us if we say we’re just going to the dirt-place!” Fawnkit answered, scuttling off in the direction of the dirt-place. Luckily, not a single cat was around and Fawnkit and Stonekit made it to the dirt-place without any questions. Inside the dirt-place was also clear, only being inhabited by the horrible trademark stench that it reeked of.

“What now? This place stinks!” Stonekit complained, looking for the way out,

“Over here!” Fawnkit replied as he found the secret hole in the wall. Fawnkit and Stonekit struggled through the hole, brambles sticking to their pelts. Outside the camp walls, all they could see was trees.