Mapleshade's Regret

Allegiances
RiverClan

ShadowClan

WindClan

Cats Outside Clans

Myler—black-and-white tom

Prologue
The brown tabby she-cat crouched, fear glittering in her dull, blue eyes. Her fur was matted to her thin frame, and her legs were shaking from fear. A ginger, tortoiseshell-and-white she-cat with a white tail, a white muzzle and amber eyes watched, furious that the she-cat stepped on her territory. She shifted from her left side to her right behind a bush, unsheathing her claws. She may not be a ThunderClan warrior anymore, but she was definitely protective of her land. She waited for the desperate she-cat to calm down before leaping, claws outstretched for her throat.

She anticipated the brown she-cat's screaming, but instead, she was astonished to hear nothing coming from the young cat. Her eyes were wide with horror and unease, but her mouth was sealed shut. The tortoiseshell she-cat got up, confused by her lack of yelling.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" The cat's tail twitched agitatedly. Her amber eyes glowed. The other cat swallowed, before replying.

"I'm Skystorm-" She was interrupted by the older cat.

"I did not ask for your name." She growled, her stinking breath wafting into Skystorm's nose. She struggled not to gag as her eyes laid upon the crowfood filled, yellow, rotten teeth that were dangerously close to throat.

"Yes, but you might have well have." She snapped back, surprising the tortoiseshell she-cat. She smiled, showing her fangs as she leaned back.

"I like you, Skystorm. I'm Mapleshade." She sneered. "And why are you here?" She emphasized 'here', as though it was poison. "After all, you seem like a nice enough cat. But then again, I was too, before a tom ruined all that." For the first time, Skystorm looked around, and studied her surroundings. Dark, gloomy trees hung over them. Dark sludge clung to their fur like desperate kits. The air was cold. She managed to crack a smile.

"My life came crumbling down the moment I met Owlfrost. He was handsome, and caring...I caved into his mountains of words, and it cost me death in return. I learned my lesson, but it's too late to go back. And now I'm trapped down here..." She trailied off, before looking up. "It won't be so bad if you're here, but I have family to catch up with." Her ears flattened against her head.

"Go." Mapleshade mewed, stepping aside to let her pass.

"Really?" She asked, looking up hopefully. Her eyes glowed with hope. Mapleshade dipped her head closing her eyes in the process.

And so the flashbacks began.

Chapter One
Unwritten