ShadowClan's Rebellion

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These are five fan-made Clans.

'''DappleClan, WhisperClan, ShadowClan, SwiftClan, and StreamClan. '''

Underbelly = Chest, belly, paws, tail-tip, and muzzle

Allegiances
SHADOWCLAN

Leader: Splashstar - Delicate russet tabby she-cat with black stripes and a dusty-cream underbelly, tufted ears, one of them being torn (the left ear), a small pink scar sitting on belly and right cheek, a scar across right eye; oldest leader out of all five leaders

Deputy: Sloestep - Ragged, messy-furred ark brown tabby tom with white cheeks, chest, legs and belly; right ear-tip torn, long, swirling scar on left shoulder; dark, midnight blue eyes

Medicine Cat: Frostleaf - A long-furred silver and white she-cat with pale green eyes; Apprentice: Poppyleaf

Warriors:

Willowstream - A sleek silver and black mackerel tabby she-cat with bright aquamarine eyes

Pinefur - Broad-shouldered dark brown tabby tom with a nick in his left ear, a scar on his right shoulder, and two scars on his left flank

Spidernose - Broad-shouldered dark brown tabby tom with a nick in his right ear, and two scars: one across the bridge of his nose and another scar across his back

Hollyfeather - Thick-furred chocolate tortoiseshell she-cat with dark green eyes

Turtlesong - Ginger tabby tom with a white underbelly and deep blue eyes Apprentice: Mistypaw

Quailstep - Black and white tom with smudged patches and green eyes

Badgerstripe - Fluffy black tom with green eyes, white underbelly, Apprentice: Moonpaw

Icefrost - Compact pale grey she-cat with white dapples across back, bright, clover-green eyes

Ivybreeze - Silver-grey tabby and white she-cat with clear, dark midnight blue eyes

Birchblaze - Dark, sleek-furred chestnut brown tom with a large ruff of lighter fur around neck/chest, bright yellow-golden eyes

Specklefur - Smooth grey tom with soft blue eyes

Amberwhisper - Lean black and white she-cat with dark blue eyes Apprentice: Blackpaw

Pebblestream - Glossy dark grey tabby she-cat with a white tabby left paw, face, and tail-tip; ice-blue eyes

Adderburr - Rumpled light chestnut brown tom with bright yellow eyes and a long, rat-like tail Apprentice: Mosspaw

Silverpool - A silver-grey tabby she-cat with piercing blue eyes

Apprentices:

Moonpaw - Small white she-cat with pale grey stripes on face, tail, and paws with dark blue eyes

Blackpaw - Slender, extremely dark brown, almost black tom with greenish-blue eyes

Mistypaw - Soft-furred, speckled greyish-brown patterned she-cat underlaid with a creamish-brown base-coat; bright green eyes and a white paws and chest

Mosspaw - Sleek, very pale brown mackerel tabby she-cat with dark brown stripes and a snowy white underbelly; pale green eyes. Oldest apprentice and sister of Poppyleaf

Poppyleaf *medicine cat apprentice* - Thick-furred, dappled tortoiseshell she-cat with pale green eyes. Sister of Mosspaw

Prologue
Thunder rolled across the jet-black sky, growling like a badger, the rain pounding like the heavy, lolling steps of the striped predator. Lightning flickered in the rich dark storm clouds, tumbling and spilling over one another as if fighting to block out the weak milky moonlight, which still seemed to be powerful enough to illuminate every figure in sight. The stars twinkled but clouds swept in front of the glowing speckles in the sky, and the storm continued to roar and rage.

But there was a silhouette in the moon's shadow.

A figure of an animal.

Its snout was too short to be a fox, its steps too nimble and quick to belong to a badger, its breathing too short and silent to be that of a dog's, but what was it?

The outline of a feline body slipped into the view of the moon; a hole in the pine needle canopy. The cat's drenched fur plastered to its sides. A sour scent clung to the cat as he frantically scrabbled over the large, sturdy log draped in vines lodged into the middle of a wide, giant and swollen river that flowed out all the way into the Great Lake. The cat swallowed nervously as he glanced down at the river; now twice its size! The cat knew that ShadowClan used this log to train their young apprentices how to balance. The cat also knew he would be in big trouble if he was caught poking around in their enemy's territory. There were five Clans in the forest; SwiftClan, DappleClan, StreamClan, WhisperClan, and... ShadowClan. They all lived on a giant island, and most of the Clans lived in the south, except for WhisperClan and ShadowClan, who were neighbours and somewhere in the middle. They were all surrounded by a large expanse of water that seemed to never end and flow forever, and every night the sun sunk into it like a golden eye closing so it can sleep.

Every Clan called the large body of water something different. SwiftClan called it the Great Lake for its large size, DappleClan called it the Sun-Drown Place for the way the sun sunk into the water, StreamClan, being experts of water, knew it was called the Ocean, WhisperClan called it the Whispering Wave Waters for the way the waves crash and roll onto the sandy bank, and ShadowClan called it the Sky Ripple Sea for the way it rippled all the colours of the sky.

No cat liked the water surrounding them except for StreamClan, who also owned a large island covered in sand and rockpools, which they named the 'Sunset Hollow'. In greenleaf however, some cats (even from other Clans) liked a quick splash around to cool off.

But there was no time to dwell on that now. The tom needed to get out of here now. ''I'll just wait for her tomorrow, she might be busy. ''

But before he could turn around and take a leap, his head was shoved and submerged underwater. ''Help me! ''His mouth gurgled with eternally flowing bubbles and the tom scrabbled helplessly against his attacker and the log to pull himself out. Lastly, claws hooked into his scruff and dragged him out. But that wasn't the end; the same force slammed into his back, knocking the air out of his lungs. The tom's legs buckled beneath him he felt large, sharp teeth stab into the back of his neck. To his luck, the enemy tom dropped the stranger cat's body back onto the log. The wounded tom hissed as fat beads of blood rolled down his neck. It wasn't to his surprise that it was one of ShadowClan's senior warriors; and of course the one with the worst temper. His ambusher was a rumpled, very light chestnut brown tom with ragged fur and menacing, bright yellow eyes. He recognised him as Adderburr due to his long, rat-like tail.

"SwiftClan scum! Trespasser! What do you want?" He hissed, his stinky frog-smelling breath billowing the stranger's cheek and stirring his cream fur.

There was no response.

"Came here for no good reason, eh?" Adderburr sneered, "Don't come back here again. Splashstar will know about this.

"I'm not scared of one warrior who's too old and cranky to even be one," the SwiftClan tom retorted, puffing out his white chest and belly which was still covered in cream stripes a shade darker than his base coat. He had a white muzzle and white markings on his ears and tail, and his eyes were like freezing chips of ice as they bore into Adderburr's furious sun-yellow gaze. Adderburr snarled and shoved his claws down harder on the small cream head of the tom.

"Look, kitty, there's a whole patrol right behind me that can claw and slice your ears off quicker than an adder can sink its fangs into your skin, or quicker than, say, a tree branch can take off your legs. So-" Adderburr hissed, only to be interrupted.

"Yeah, right." The cream tabby tom snorted, gazing anxiously at the river. Adderburr snarled,

"Are you willing to take that chance, kittypet?" The ShadowClan warrior's voice was echoing in the SwiftClan tom's ear now. "Or would you rather have your pathetic little face shoved in the river again?"

"Just take me back as your prisoner, if you wish, or however low you're willing to stoop down for the sake of your own Clan's pride." The stranger spat.

"How amusing, the worthless SwiftClan tom would rather surrender! Come on then, kittypet, come with us." Adderburr picked up the trespasser by the scruff, the cream tabby wincing as he felt the wound reopen. The cranky tom wasn't lying; about four shapes slipped out of the shadows and flanked the patrol leader. The tom glanced to his left and right; ''Where is she? ''but the tom could only see those four useless ShadowClan scum.

''You mean her Clanmates? ''A voice echoed at the back of his mind as his tail snagged on brambles and fallen leaves before being turned into camp.