The History in the Life of Seafang

Seafang is mine; I do not own warriors.

Prologue
Seakit lay huddled near his mother's stomach, next to his sister, Goldkit. He whimpered as the cold draft blew into the Nursery. He was almost 6 moons old, so he wanted to go adventuring. He tiptoed out of the Nursery and into the heather tunnel where the exit was.

He ran around trees and rolled in flower patches..but it was getting closer to dawn as the marvelous red light crept up the hills. But he didn't want to go back. He didn't like BreezeClan. Not one bit. But he knew he had to go back..but where was his scent trail!?

He was lost..

Chapter 1
He woke up in HollyClan's camp, in the nursery. Today was his apprentice ceremony! He slithered out of the nursery and into the clearing, where he would be made an apprentice. Hollykit and Brokenkit were being made an apprentice with him.

"Today is the most important ceremony in the life of a Clan," the leader mewed. "Hollykit, Brokenkit and..." He cut off. Seakit's ears flattened. "Seakit." Seakit mewed gruffly, his ears still flat against his head. Blackclaw, Brokenkit's mother, whipped her head around, her amber eyes flaring because he spoke. "Look, you rogue, we don't need you speaking." Seakit bared his teeth. Brokenkit turned her head around and gave me a reassuring nod.

"Oh, yes, Seakit.." the leader mewed. "From this day forward, you will be known as Seapaw. Falconwing, you have shown great patience and strength. Pass down all you know to Seapaw."

Then he turned to Hollykit and Brokenkit; he started to perform the ceremony for them.

Hollypaw and Brokenpaw ended up like this; Hollypaw as the leader's apprentice, and Brokenpaw as Willowbreeze's apprentice.

Chapter 2
"When do we start?" Seapaw asked his mentor curiously. The mottled brown tom looked at him. "Go find a nest. Training begins tomorrow." Seapaw looked at him. Then he gave a small nod and padded over to the apprentice den. Brokenpaw walked in beside him. "Hi, Seapaw." the pretty, chestnut-colored she cat mewed. "Hi." he greeted back. "Sorry about what Blackclaw said..you're no rogue." she reassured. Seapaw felt safe with Brokenpaw. Hollypaw had already found a nest. He chose a nest, curled up into it, and fell into a deep slumber.

The next day, he woke up near Brokenpaw. Falconwing, his mentor, poked his head into the den. "Training." he mewed. Seapaw crawled out of the den, not wanting to wake Brokenpaw, who was in her nest, next to his. He shook the moss from his fur and trotted out of the den. A queen expecting kits shot him a distrusting glance. Seapaw ignored her. Once they reached the dust hollow, he saw Dawnpaw, the medicine cat apprentice, collecting some marigold leaves. She must have saw him, because she dipped her head in greeting.

"Alright, smell your surroundings, and then tell me what you smell." Falconwing instructed. Seapaw smelled his surroundings. A..a very strange scent is what he smelled. "I don't know what that is." mewed the apprentice. Falconwing lifted his nose into the air. "That's a thrush you smell. Since you came from BreezeClan, you don't know the scent, I reckon." Seapaw nodded agreement. "Try tracking it down. If you're lucky, you could find it's nest."

Chapter 3
Seapaw padded back to HollyClan camp with the thrush firmly gripped in his jaws. His mouth watered at the scent of it. He had not tried a thrush before; because he came from BreezeClan. The name may sound like it's filled with birds, but it was actually a marsh. HollyClan lived down near the sea. Of course, he hated BreezeClan..but he also missed it. He didn't feel accepted here. Only 4 cats supported him. He shrugged and pushed the thought to the back of his head. He plopped his finch on the fresh-kill pile and went to join Brokenpaw.

"How was your first time training?" the chestnut-colored apprentice asked Seapaw. "It was fine," he responded. "I caught a finch." Seapaw looked into her mint green eyes. Then he turned his head away. Hollypaw sat beside them, he had just noticed. She lifted a forepaw and looked at Seapaw. "Nice catch," she mewed, pointing her tail-tip at the finch. "You'll be a great hunter someday." Seapaw looked at the black she-cat for a moment, then meowed, "Thanks." He could feel Brokenpaw's gaze burning in his silver pelt as he looked at his paws. "Brokenpaw!" growled a familiar voice. It was Blackclaw. She was heading right toward Seapaw and Brokenpaw. "Stop spending time with him. His dirtiness will rub off on to you." snarled Brokenpaw's mother. "No! He's not dirty, and he's my friend. If you don't like him, then don't make hurtful comments about him!" she spat back, her fur bristling.

Seapaw looked at her in astonishment. So did Hollypaw. "Friends' gotta do what a friends' gotta do," murmured Brokenpaw. Seapaw twitched an ear, gave her a small nod, and set off to his den.

Chapter 4
Coming Soon.