A Hornet's Trail

'''Hornet, The rogue group, Elmkit, Wolfkit and Sage are the only characters created by me, Helldog22, in this fanfiction. All other characters belong to Erin Hunter, as well as the Clans, territories and environment. Anyway, hope you enjoy reading! And no one edit this page please or write the upcoming chapters yourself please. I will post them as soon as I can. Thanks and enjoy! from Helldog22'''

Prologue

A sliver moon shone across the forest, creating an illuminating light that brightened up the trees and making the lush grass sparkle. The four Clans of warrior cats slept soundly inside their territories, peacefully snoring away as they dreamed, curled up in their nests. The wildlife of the forest moved about, mice and badgers scampering around in the undergrowth, whilst others slept as soundly and as quietly as the wildcats.

Suddenly a rustling in the bushes sounded, making the nearby mice scamper away to hide. Pushing her way out of the green mass of leaves, a black she-cat stepped out into the soft mud that covered the ground. Her paws slipped a bit, but she managed to stand up straight and walk in a straight line silently. Her dark pelt matched the night, camouflaging her against the black sky, only the moon shinning down on her posing a threat to her stealth against the night. Another cat, a tabby tom, stepped out of the bushes and began to follow her, matching the strong and prideful way in which she walked.

"Where are we going Night?" the young tabby whispered, carefully looking around to make sure no enemies spotted them. "You haven't told any of us where our new home is going to be."

Night looked over her shoulder at her companion. "Don't worry Hornet," she spoke quietly. "You and the others will find out soon enough."

Three more cats pushed their way out of the bushes. A small and dirty white she-cat with a huge scar running down the side of her face, a huge black and white tom with amber eyes that shone like the sun itself, and a tortoiseshell she-cat with a missing green eye and a torn ear. They followed in single file behind their leader, their heads low and their eyes narrowed in concentration. Night came to a halt in front of a small stream that ran through the undergrowth, signalling with her tail for her friends to stop. When they obeyed she turned around to face them. Hornet stared at her with admiration gleaming in his amber eyes. She was such a strong and determined leader, caring enough for her friends to find a better place for them to live. "My friends," she meowed. "There is a small, quiet clearing in this forest that I have found on my travels here. It is away from any of the forest cats' territories and we can hunt freely without any hassle from Twolegs." Hornet's mind flashed back to the group's old home. A dirty, grimy disgusting street in Twoleg-place. He and his companions had to watch out for Twolegs, dogs and monsters that roared past on a hot, pebble path, kicking up dirt wherever they went and were a living death-trap for innocent stray cats. Night had decided that they ought to find a better home, and had said that she had been on journeys to the forest of the cats, and loved the freeness of it, and decided that the endless kingdom of trees was the rightful home for her companions. Hornet had been a wildcat for all his life. His mother died giving birth to him, and Night had taken him in as her own kit due to his dying mother's demands. He was a skilled fighter, battling the other fierce cats that dared try to steal their food. He too, hated the smell of death that the Twoleg-place offered and the hardships that his friends had to face, and had travelled with his foster mother and his friends all the way to the forest.

The rest coming soon, I will post it as soon as I can.