PurrClan

PurrClan lived underground, in tunnels underneath all of the other Clans’ territory, old and new. Nobody found them and all was safe until...

Chapter 1
Purrstar was looking down on their destroyed camp. He was on his last life, and that meant Nightfur would take over the Clan.

“I think you will make a great leader, Nightfur,” Purrstar rasped.

Nightfur gasped. “No! No! I can get you some herbs from Frostpelt. You can’t go!”

“It is too late. I will walk with StarClan soon.” Then he heard mews of pain coming from Frostpelt’s den. He walked over and saw kits. The kits came! Bramblefur did it, he thought.

“What are you doing here?” the medicine cat apprentice asked.

“Hello, Bluepaw. I came to see the new kits!” Purrstar meowed.

“Oh yes, the kits,” Frostpelt mewed. “Here they are.”

“They’re beautiful!”

“I know, they are very healthy and beautiful,” Bramblefur purred. Another badger ran by.

Chapter 2
“''I’m sorry! I ''didn’t mean to cross the border!” Thunderstorm mewed.

“Well, you should be careful next time,” Lightningleaf meowed.

“The markings were faint!” said Thunderstorm.

”That’s no excuse,” Lightningleaf retorted.

Thunderstorm was about to spit back an angry reply, but Willowstorm silenced her with his tail.

They went back to the old PurrClan camp. Purrstar was saying his last speech! They came closer to Purrstar. The wind was blowing, and the leaves were falling off the trees.

“Nightfur, you never understood the prophecy,” Purrstar rasped. “The one about night ruling the Clan? Well, that was about you. StarClan was letting you know there would be a new leader in the Clan. You will be Nightstar, the leader of PurrClan. I honor your courage and strength.”

“No! No!” Nightfur said.

Purrstar closed his eyes, rested one paw on Nightfur’s pelt, and joined the ranks of StarClan.

'''The end for now. I will write Chapter 3 soon. I hope you enjoyed this story. It was a bit sad though.'''

Bye!