CheetahClan's Begining

Chapter 1
The moonlight shone faintly in the night, mistily shining onto Tiger's fur. The small cream tabby she-cat padded along the grassy, shining path. She had no idea why she was here, but she had a bad feeling. She tried to convince herself that it was just a bad dream. A large shape weaved through the grass blindlessly, lean and lithe. Two more shapes-- no, three-- followed closly behind. They disappeared behind the bushes, their scents of confusement drifting away. The only thing Tiger could do was follow them; it was in her nature. Tiger here was a rogue.

She followed the smell, coming to an open clearing with cats who all had different scents. One was a ginger tabby she-cat, and the one next to her was a dark brown tabby tom. There was a grey tom, and a silver tabby she-cat. There was a tortiseshell she-cat, and a lithe dark gray tom.

"Crowfeather? Stormfur? Tawnypelt? What's going on?" The ginger tabby stammered as she gazed around the cats, first the dark gray, then the gray, and then tortiseshell. The first cat to stand up was a silver tabby she-cat.

"Feathertail! What are you doing here?" The gray cat bounded to his sister, touching noses with her. The rest of the cats watched in astonishment as they reunited with each other. But Tiger was still really confused.

Suddenly, the celebration stopped. Every cat stared at the bracken Tiger was hiding in.

No one stirred until Crowfeather leaped at her. He hooked his claws into her pelt in furiosity. They could obviouly tell she was a rogue. Tiger shook him off, challenging the other cats.

"I don't know why I'm here..." She whispered as she all caught their attention. "I was just minding my own buisness until I fell asleep and I ended up here..."

"Maybe StarClan wants to reunite the cats who made the journey to the sun-drown place... but for what purpose?" The dark brown tabby, Bramblestar, got to his paws. "And if it is another prophecy about the sun-drown place, what about my clan? I am leader after all... and if my deputy's coming with me--"

He was cut off by the ginger tabby, Squirrelflight. "Don't worry, we'll put Graystripe in charge if that ever happens. He has expeariance." Squirrelflight rested her tail on Bramblestar's shoulder. "Don't worry Bramblestar; it'll be fine."

"But this cat wasn't one of the cats who made the journey!" Stormfur reminded them, flicking his tail toward the strange cat. Every cat nodded, staring at the small cream tabby. Tiger glanced around wildly, unsure about what to do. The tabby decided to act nice so they wouldn't attack her.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Tiger, nice to meet you." Tiger smiled back at them. She was trying so hard to get their trust. After all, she didn't know them, and their time together was short.

Bramblestar's fur bristled at the sound of "Tiger", but his fur lie flat and greeted the rogue. "I am Bramblestar, leader of ThunderClan, and this is Squirrelflight, my deputy, and my mate." Tiger saw Squirrelflight smile as her name was mentioned.

"I'm Stormfur, and this is Feathertail, my sister." The gray cat meowed, flicking his tail to the silver tabby she-cat. Feathertail nodded back in greeting.

"I'm Crowfeather," The dark gray tom meowed in greeting, while the tortiseshell stepped forward.

"And I'm Tawnypelt, Bramblestar's si-" The tortiseshell named Tawnypelt was cut off by a faint sound of water trickling down into a pool. Curious but cautious, the cats, even Tiger, padded side by side until they reached a pool of sparkling water.

"The Moonpool! We're dreaming, but we are not in StarClan's hunting grounds..." Tawnypelt sounded puzzled at the pool of water, but Feathertail pushed everyone aside and crouched at the edge of the water, lapping at the cold, refreshing pool.

The others slowly joined her, and the last ones to drink the water was Tiger of course. The cream tabby she-cat causiously bent down her flat face. Her tongue shot out from her mouth, gulping down laps of water.

Suddenly, the small tabby was plundged out of the dream world.