Acceptance

''Yes, yet another fanfic XD I got this idea while listening to my teacher droning on in class. I was wearing a long, white skirt, and a fan was on, making it flutter a bit, and then I began to think about the wiki, and then it hit me- the idea for this fanfic! Enjoy!''

ACCEPTANCE- By BCEngine
It's a thing so hard to do, but feels good doing it,

To someone who's different.

A Twoleg, a Clan cat,

A friendship that cannot be.

How can the Twoleg prove herself to the Clan cats without being killed,

Before one cat kills all?

Prolouge
''Berryleaf looked around for his fellow Clanmate, Hollynose. They were both in StarClan, and had important news.''

"Right here, Berryleaf."

''Berryleaf turned around and saw Hollynose with Bluestar. She had been in StarClan a long time now. "Bluestar," Berryleaf said, "Another prophecy is being born."''

''Bluestar nodded. "I know." She paused. A wave of air came and filled their minds, whispering the prophecy:''

Dressed in ghotly white, yet flutters like a butterfly,

Meets with Thorns,

And is Tangled in a bushel of emotion, rage, anger, and love,

Though Roses draw blood and Scarlet spills, and fur Swirls in the moonlight,

The blood shall not Mask the true beauty.

''All was quiet. Hollynose softly said, "Should we tell them now?"''

''"Yes," Bluestar said. "You and Berryleaf split up. Wait until the time is right."''

Chapter 1
Tanglethorn padded up to the fresh-kill pile. He was starving. She had been training his apprentice, Hazelpaw, for the past two hours. Hazelclaw didn't seem to grasp the conscepts he tried to teach him like all the other apprentices. When he had told the leader, Fernstar, he said, "Don't worry. This is only your first apprentice. He will do right in the future, just wait until the time is right."

Those last words sent a small shiver up his spine. He had a strange feeling in his gut. He had heard this phraze many times before, but never got a gut feeling. As he picked up a plump vole in his jaws, he saw a white, tawny and ginger blurr. There was Roseswirl with Scarletmask, chasing each other. Roseswirl was the prettiest cat in the clan, and had a group all full of pretty, popular she-cats who were the group of cats who excluded anyone that was not like them. They all groomed each other. They acted like the queen bees of CloudClan.

Tanglethorn plopped down in his nest. He felt uneasy, and it felt like someone was hovering over him. Watching him. His guard hairs rose a bit.

"Hi, Tanglethorn!" A soft voice melted away the tension. Pinefrost padded into the den. Tanglethorn sighed. He had always liked Pinefrost, but more than that. He really liked her now. He had a crush on her. ''But does she like me too? ''He wondered. He knew that it was a regular question cats ask themselves when they look for love. He felt stupid. "Hi, Pinefrost," He meowed back.

"So, how's Hazelpaw doing?" The golden brown she-cat asked, her green eyes set on Tanglethorn's.

Tanglethorn's own amber eyes blinked. "Uh... um... he's... doing fine, but he could use some improvement."

"Yea, Minnoweyes could use some help with hers, to. And me. It seems like the apprentices just don't get it. But then again, these are our first apprentices." She stretched, and just then Roseswirl came in, some of her posse following. "Hey, Tanglethorn," She said, flicking her fluffy tail and trying to grab his attention. It didn't work in the least. Tanglethorn was just disgusted. "Um... hi, Roseswirl." He mewed quietly, and set his eyes back to Pinefrost. Roseswirl followed his eyes to Pinefrost. She sniffed nastily at her and gave Tanglethorn a slight "Why would you want to be with her?" look. He shook his own ash-colored pelt, which was a tangled mess of whites, greys, and black. He drifted off slowly. But something boiled in the back of his mind, something dire, desprate. Something from above...

''He padded along his dream forest. It had turned dark. Sitting down, he looked for a place to rest, a bit scared by the sudden blackness.''

''Suddenly, a white flash filled his dream. He yowled in fright, and began to run away. But then he felt himself freeze up. He couldn't move. His body had grown a mind of it's own! He walked against his will toward the white light.''

''Out of the light came a cat. A tom, a warrior a few moons older than him. He looked familiar. Regaining controll of his mouth, Tanglethorn shouted, "Berryleaf!" He knew the warrior had died from a badger attack. He was a good friend to all. And a best friend to Tanglethorn. Tears fileld his eyes. "Berryleaf..."''

''"Hush now. For I have come to tell you of a new prophecy." Berryleaf gave him a look that meant this was serious. He was ususally goofy and energetic, but when he got serious, everybody respected him. Tanglethorn gave nothing but a nod notifying that he was listening. Berryleaf continued, "Here is the prophecy." A wind whistled through their ears and whispered the prophecy yet again.''

''Tanglethorn listened. He nodded. "But Berryleaf, do I really have to find out on my own?"''

''"You will find out soon. Goodbye, old friend. See you soon." Berryleaf smiled and in a flash, he was gone.''

''"Wait! Berryleaf!" Tanglethorn called out. He was still in his dream, the prophecy whispering through the air like ghosts. He peered into the blackness of the forest. He saw a Twoleg. She had long, brown fur on her head. She had long, wavy fur on her top and bottom, and it flapped in the howling wind. The moon shone on her bare skin, making her seem pale. And she was crying. Just when Tanglethorn was about to back away, she saw him. She came walking over, pale and white like a ghost. And she reached out for him.''

More coming soon!