Ashflight's story

Ashflight padded through the forest. The wind gently breathed on her pale grey fur. This was the only time she ever had away from the chaos of clan life. Night was when she could be alone. Although it would not be long till her siblings arrived and the silence was spoilt by her blundering kin, this was a rare moment and she savoured it.

"Ashflight!" a ginger tom hissed. Disappointed that company had found her, she looked at her brother.

"What do you want?" she sighed.

"Where are you going?" his eyes flicked unconciously to the Shadowclan territory. Ashflight growled. She'd heard stories about cats who sneaked across borders to meet their forbidden lovers. She also knew it could happen to the best of cats; even Leafpool, her shy kin, had found her life torn apart by a Windclan tom. But she couldn't help feel furious with her brother for implying she would do such a thing.

"You think I'm a traitor?"

"No, I'm just saying..."

"Honestly, Blazetail. For a clever tom, you can be incredibley stupid. So you assumed that just because I went for a walk around Shadowclan territory that it means I've suddenly decided to leave Darkclaw and love some random Shadowclan cat!" she purred in amusement at the thought, calming down. Her mate, Darkclaw, was the son of Brambleclaw and some queen. He didn't talk about her much. In fact, coming to think of it, he didn't mention her at all. Every cat knew he really loved her mother, Squirrelflight. But Squirrelfight had chosen Ashfur, her father. She thanked Starclan passionately for her mother's choice.

"Oh, okay." he looked embarrassed.

"Who are you?" a strange, rasping voice made the siblings jump.

"We are Thunderclan cats. You are on our territory." Blazetail hissed. Ashflight breathed in the cat's unfamiliar scent. It was a she-cat, probably a rogue- judging by the smell.

"Thunderclan, eh? Well, you must know my kits." the she-cat mewed.

"Who are they?"

"Ah, I don't know, I don't know. I remember their father named one of them Darkkill or something of the sort. See, he didn't love me at all. He just had the kits to make some old she-cat jealous. Apparently it didn't work. Anyways, I told him I wanted to see the kits and he said sure, they were in Thunderclan. Didn't make any sense at all. His name was Brambles or something." Ashflight stared in horror.

"Darkkill? Do you mean... Darkkit? So, you're the one who killed his brother?" she gasped.

"Yes, little old Flightkit. I had to kill the poor thing, he was a runty little fellow. Wouldn't have lasted a day." she mewed casually.

"Who are you?" Blazetail hissed.

"Ah, didn't I introduce myself? I'm Scraggles, the old she-cat from down the bins. You musta heard of me?" they both shook their heads.

"Well, take me to my kits then, eh? And my old mate. What was his name? Ah yes, I remember now. Brambleclaw."

I know it's short but when you have a science exam, a maths test and '''an essay due tomorrow, I'm afraid fanfiction comes second. Sorry XD'''