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ThunderClan: Allegiances[]
Leader: Icestar, White she-cat with blue icy eyes
Deputy: Spottail, tortoiseshell she-cat with yellow eyes
Medicine cat: Sunnytail-gray she-cat with yellow eyes
Medicine cat app: Whiteheart-white she-cat with dark blue eyes
Warriors:
Whiskerfur-light brown tabby tom
Rockpelt-gray tom with yellow eyes
Flowertail-tabby almost ginger she-cat
Whitespot-white she-cat with black spots
Featherheart-White she-cat with icy blue eyes
Amberstorm-black she-cat with gray stripes
Mousetail-brown tabby tom
Sparrowing-gray tom with yellow eyes App: Frostpaw
Flamewhisker-orange tabby with kind of amber eyes
Sweetsong-Pale yellow she-cat with black spots and blue eyes App: Fogpaw
Foxstrike-orange tom with black ear tip, paws, and amber eyes
Wavepelt: gray tom with yellow eyes
Fireclaw-orange tom with amber eyes
Lightstep-black tom with light steps and yellow eyes
Cherrytail-calico she-cat
Apprentice
Sunpaw-ginger tom with amber eyes
Racconpaw-gray tom with black stripes,dark green eyes
Queen
Frostpelt-white she-cat with gray stripes. (Mother to Wavepelt kit, Leafkit,gray and white tom)
Daisyflower: Deep yellow she-cat with green eyes, (Mother to Ringtail kits, Sunkit and Cloudkit)
Darkclaw- black tabby she-cat with green eyes. (Expecting Whiskerfur kits)
Goldentail-gray she-cat with a ginger tail tip (Helping around the nursery)
Elder
Stonefoot-gray tom with dark blue eyes
Brownear-gray tom with brown ears
Cloudclaw-white tom with long claws
Crowfur-black she-cat
Lionflight-ginger tom with mane
Ringtail: Golden tom with amber eyes and rings around his tail
Rosebreeze-russet colored she-cat with yellow eyes
Prologue[]
A fully white she-cat was sunning herself peacefully when another of her friends hurried towards her, “Whitespot is kitting! Sunnytail needs help!” The white she-cat flung herself up immediately, but even a blind cat could sense panic from her unusual white fur.
“Calm down, Crowfur! Go get a stick!” the she-cat snarled and started to take long swift leaps towards a rather severe looking tom. “Wolfstripe get out of the way!” She snarled and leaped inside a barely visible little cave.
Inside the she-cat called Whitespot was lying on her side. She didn’t make a sound but Sunnytail could sense her pain.
After what seemed like forever Sunnytail yowled so loud, and so suddenly that the bird stop singing, “We did it! We did it!” There was four kits,light brown tabby tom,ginger she-cat and gray tom,last a dark brown tom. But she stopped. The dark brown tom wasn’t breathing. “No.” whispered Sunnytail. Whitespot turned over to look at her kits,frowned and let out a yowl louder than Sunnytail earlier yowl.
Chapter 1[]
All was still in the silent air, nothing could be heard except the chirping of crickets and the croaking of frogs. Rockpaw was burying his nose in his fathers fur. Our fathers fur. Flowerpaw let out a sad sniff, Whiskerpaw was leaning against his mother, grateful for the warmth of her fur. The whole clan was mourning for Dustclaw.
“Is he really gone?” Flowerpaws silent wail was barely audible.
“It is a bit early for his death.” Lionflight meowed from outside of the warrior den.
Whitespot seemed to block Lionflight sound from her ears, Whiskerpaw felt like everything was drowning inside him. Rainstar padded over,his gray fur reflecting silver from the moon, even so he blocked his sadness so well, it will not escape Whiskerpaw nose. If only Rockpaw wasn’t mewling for him to teach him to hunt frogs, and the dog won’t had come, none of this would happen! Rockpaw seemed to realize his huge mistake and shuffled to confort Whitespot. Rainstar mate,Lightsky was pressing against her apprentice,Flowerpaw. Rainstar raised his head to the stars and spoke politely, like speaking to him face to face. Only he is gone. And everyone knows that. Whiskerpaw was so lost in thought he could only hear the last words, ‘We will all remember you, may StarClan light your pawsteps. Every one of them‘
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After Dustclaws funeral, Rockpaw has not spoken to anyone. Flowerpaw bounded to him, saying in a possibly lowest voice, “Rockpaw is blaming himself, not like he is wrong.”
“That's a little rude to say, you know.” Whiskerpaw said tonelessly.
“Ugh, am I the only one to blame him, you disgust me.” Flowerpaw snarled in the meanest voice she could muster. I thought we were kin! We are not supposed to blame each other! “I guess everything our father taught you, will be in the back of your mind by now.” Whiskerpaw scowled to her, and loud enough for Rockpaw, who was poking at a starling in his paws, to hear. “Well…” She snorted mockingly, “how about the fox?” Whiskerpaw pelt grew hot, “it was not my fault! And you knew that, I could have died!“ Flowerpaw rage could have set a fire, she does not want to lose this argument, I just know it. Lightsky ran over just in time, “What is this!?” Flowerpaw glared at her quickly, puffed some air out of her mouth, and stomped over to Whitespot. Lightsky padded over to her mate and with a grunt lied down. Whiskerpaw felt something touch his whisker and turned to see Rockpaw. “Flowerpaw is blaming me?” his voice quivered like a huge wave of water.
“Yes, looks like she don’t care about us anymore.” Whiskerpaw sighed sadly.
Rockpaw gave a sudden wail and ran.
“Attack!” Whiskerpaw woke up with a wild jerk, just in time to see Eaglepaw running to him and his littermates, “ShadowClan in attacking!” As soon as these words were swept away by the air, Whiskerpaw felt a chill coming down his spine. I don’t want anyone to get hurt!
Then he saw them, swarming into ThunderClan camp, This started too suddenly! Whiskerpaw thought while taking a few steps back from a grey she-cat with blue eyes. He recognized this ShadowClan apprentice, her name is Pebblepaw.
Whiskerpaw leaped through the chilly cold air, the last of his sleepiness drowning slowly inside him, but he missed. Pebblepaw laughed, sounding so much like Flowerpaw, mocking him...I will not be beaten by this pile of fox-dung! Energy seemed to flow towards him from thin air by this thought. This time Pebblepaw took a madicing step forward, Whiskerpaw thought for sure she was going for his paws, oh, how wrong he was. The ShadowClan cat sprung to him, fast like splitting the air in two. Whiskerpaw ducked just in time to dodge an attack. That was close! Ha! You just still can’t get me. Whiskerpaw whirled over and crouched down. Pebblepaw arched her back, hissing,
This time he aimed for her paws he was so lucky he tripped Pebblepaw paws and, oof! She fell sideways, losing balance. Of course, with no slight hesitation he leaped on her. There was a slight bundle of paws, and the next thing he knew, he was leaping out of the range of another ShadowClan apprentice, he steadied himself and took a closer look. The other ShadowClan cat was a tom. He had blue eyes, and was a dark brown tabby.
“Thanks for the help, Potatopaw.” Whiskerpaw found this very assuming. Potatopaw!? What kind of name is that! Rottenpaw sounds better. His thoughts went through really fast and now he was aiming for his paws.
“You will never get me in the next few moons! He mocked them.
There was a flash as Potatopaw and Pebblepaw came flying to him in opposite directions. Whiskeraw ducked down as the crashed together. “Hope I did not go too hard on u guys, flat faces,” and with that Whiskerpaw leaped away from them.
He scanned the surface and saw Flowerpaw hiding behind the tall-rock, she is supposed to be loyal and help us! Rockpaw was busy fighting with a black ShadowClan warrior. When he scanned, for the first time he realized how loud the battle was, and he did not like it.
He saw Whitespot, his mother hissing at Flowerpaw the moment later. Flowerpaw arched her back and yowled shrilly, “Keep out of your business you brat!” everyone froze to look. Every single cat knows they were mother and daughter.
“You forgot everything I have taught you! How could you be like this, I can’t even recognize my own daughter now!” Whitespot gasped.
“What it I did?” There were no guilt on Flowerpaw face, which used to be beautiful, but full of burning anger and hatred. “You, treating your daughter like this,”
“You coward, Disgusting traitor!” Whitespot snarled, leaping forward.
Everything happened in a flash. Flowerpaw shrieked as Whitespot started a blur of attacks.
“Your father will be very ashamed of you, you-you-you don’t deserve such a loving and generous clan!” Whitespot snarled. The ShadowClan leader laughed. “We had what we came for, too much drama over this clan, retreat!” Was this all a plan, was Flowerpaw still her loving, caring self? Every word over the argument felt like thorns jabbing in Whiskerpaw heart, like it could never recover.
“How could you be like this?” Whiskerpaw asked Flowerpaw later, he had tears in his eyes. Flowerpaw is changing, “be like what?” She asked positively. Whiskerpaw was about to answer when the bush at the entrance of the medicine den rustled and the medicine cat, Lynxtail ran out with wide eyes. If she saw us, she ignored the sight. Sunnypaw was right behind her and Flowerpaw ducked out of the way,
“Watch your way, herb-face!” But Whiskerpaw had all his attention, not on Flowerpaw but on the deputy, Iceheart.
She gasped and the clearing started to crowd. Flowerpaw got curious and literally dragged him to hear what Lynxtail has to say.
“I’m sorry everyone, I know you will be devastated to hear this but this is for the good of everyone, Rainstar did not make it.” Lynxtail said sadly but her voice is clear. Before she could continue Lightsky wailed, “Rainstar!” and broke down, wailing like a kit. Even Flowerpaw was shocked and Whiskerpaw felt like he was falling down a cliff.
“No-” he gasped and Lynxtail suddenly yowled,
“Silence! I-I have something else to announce.” Lynxtail mouthed wordlessly, the squeezed out, “Eaglepaw is dead too.”
“No! My son...my dear, dear son!” Lightsky shrieked, and collapsed to the ground, wailing silently. The border patrol returned later on, Wolfstripe, Crowtail, and Patchpelt.
What was different? There was two other cats behind them!
“We want to take them to Rainsta-What happened!?” Patchpelt gasped. They don’t know that Rainstar and Eaglepaw was killed by ShadowClan. Whiskerpaw realized, there was an awkward silence in the chilly damp air, Whiskerpaw realized it was dawn now.
The two cats, White and orange, shuffled rather oddly, looking nervous. Iceheart stepped in, “Who are these cats, why did you take them into camp?”
"They have asked to see Rainstar." Wolfstripe growled clearly.
"They wont if you have not told them!" Crowtail snapped.“What happened anyways?” Patchpelt asked. “Well...Rainstar…is not here anymore…” Lynxtail began.
"What do you mean!?"
"He died from battle wounds, I was unable to heal them, they were too deep. I'm so sorry..."
"Its not sorry that could do now!" Wolfstripe snarled.
"Hush! Rainstar is dead, its a fact, but we must move on! Do you want ShadowClan to come and kill more cats?"
Everyone turned to find the source of the voice, indeed there was Iceheart, Hackles raised.
“Oh no…” Moaned Whiskerpaw. Can’t this argument rest just a little while, why so soon after Dustclaws death, Why StarClan did you take them all!? Lynxtail stood beside Iceheart. “She right! We need to get together!” Lynxtail glared at every cat and Wolfstripe was the only one who glared right back.”
“Now who are these cats?” Iceheart turned sharply to the newcomers. Yeah, who are them?
“This is-”
“Thanks but no thanks, we could introduce ourselves.” The Orange one snapped. He was lucky enough as Wolfstripe did not attack him. But the newcomer shrank back when he glared at him like he was his Mortal enemy. "Oooh...." Flowerpaw cooed. Trying to ignore his arrogant sister he pushed her away.
I wish she was sick instead of Willowstone.
Oh, he would never wish she was sick. not in the most slightest trace of my heart.
But I still hate her.
“Shut up Fire.” Meowed the snow white one.
The cat named Fire grumbled but did not protest. Flowerpaw snorted eagerly for some reason as if saying, awesome! Great new enemies to make and kill! Dang, Whiskerpaw can’t recognize her sister anymore. “So he is Fire, apparently. And you?” Iceheart jerked her head to the more cooler one, “My name is Cherry. Nice to meet you.” Whao, I’m pretty impressed her voice is so calm. Whiskerpaw thought.
“What are you doing on our territory?” Woldfstripe shouldered his way through the crowd.
“Isn’t it obvious?” snapped Fire impatiently.
“Shut up,mouse-brain,” Cherry jostled him,then addressing the bristling Wolfstripe with a dip of her head she mewed, “We want to join ThunderClan.”
Silent greeted her words. Cats soon began yowling.
“Chase them out!”
“Yes! Do so!”
Chapter 2[]
Iceheart raised her tail for silent. The cats all looked at her,waiting,including the two weird half rogue half kittypet. “Wolfstripe, go to your den now!” Iceheart mewed sharply.
“But-” began Wolfstripe indignantly,but he have the sense to keep his mouth shut,and with his tail lashing,he headed for the warriors den. Heh. I guess thats what Wolfstripe ets for being grumpy, real grumpy.
“So.” Iceheart turned to the newcomers, “Where have you come from?”
“Well, your edge of your border, apparently.” The she-cat looked fairly trouble with that question.
“Let me guess, your at least six or seven moons, yes?” Iceheart said.
“Almost eight.” retorted Cherry icily.
“In that case...let all cats old enough to hunt gather around the tall rock for a clan meeting!”
Iceheart yowled.
It's no use. Everyone is gathered already.
Well, except Wolfstripe.
Only Wolfstripe padded out of the warrior den.
“Now what?” he snapped. Whiskerpaw swallowed down a laugh.
“You have asked to join this clan.” Iceheart said coldly, “Do you with to serve this clan with your life, give up your freedom and follow rules of these clans your entire life?”
“Yes.”
“Then I look upon these young cats, and hope StarClan approves my choice, from not on, Cherry, you will be known as Featherpaw, Fire will be known as Flamepaw.” Iceheart mewed.
“Wolfstripe, come forward.” She said plainly. “You have proved yourself a capable warrior, I hope you would pass your courage and bravery to Featherpaw.”
“What do I do?” hissed Featherpaw at..at...uh...Flowerpaw?
“Go touch nose with him.” hissed back Flowerpaw. Featherpaw stalked over to the huge tom but can’t even reach his nose. Finally with a snort Wolfstripe leaned down.
“Flamepaw,” continued Iceheart, “You have also asked to join Thunderclan…
As Iceheart finished her rest of the sentence, Whiskerpaw spotted Flowerpaw frowning and half glowering at the newcomers.
“Those guys are going to rip my pelt and brain off.” Flowerpaw growled
Uhh...what? “That’s cool.” Whiskerpaw replied even though, yes, he did not understand.
Now the new made apprentiences were making their way nervously through the crowd, looking shaken. That is completely opposite of when I was made apprentice. Whiskerpaw realized, Of course! Your clan born! Another voice scolded him in his mind.
Wolfstripe doesn’t seemed pleased with having a rogue,kittypet or whatever those cats are as a apprentice while Whitespot’s eyes were still shining with being a mentor.
Featherpaw was glaring at Wolfstripe from the corner of her eyes,and Whiskerpaw finally decided to do something instead on standing here watching those cats glaring at each other all un-friendly like.
“Aren’t you guys going to do something?” Iceheart has beaten Whiskerpaw to it
Whiskerpaw’s mentor, Frostheart, padded up,
“Do what mentors do.” Frostheart told him, “Show her around the territory, just as Flamepaw mentor do.”
“What right do you have to order me?” Wolfstripe growl was low, and dangerous. I would stay outta his business, if I was her. Whiskerpaw thought with an shudder.
Leapheart skidded over next to them and cuffed Wolfstripe ear. “Do what your mentor did. I don’t think that Dreamclaw would be please for mentoring some cat as bad as this. Anyone would think Dreamclaw haven’t mentored you properly.”
Wolfstripe can’t argue with this.
“Fine.” he grunted. “Featherpaw you come with me to the great owl tree.”
As Featherpaw and her so-called mentor padded off, Frostheart turned on him, she said, “Well? It won’t be the best for us to just stand here, get moving! We are going for a border patrol”
Whiskerpaw heart flatted warmly, I have the best mentor ever!
Frostheart turned to Iceheart who was chewing down her traveling herbs, asked, “May I join the dawn patrol?”
“Of course.” Icehear paused as she stuck out her tongue, “Bah! These herbs have ridiculous taste.”
“Better than nothing. Sunnytail growled, but Frostheart and Whiskerpaw was already joining the border patrol.
Crowfur was leading it, and Lightsky was in a very sad mood, I don’t know why she wanted to join the patrol, she has just lost her mate and son. Whiskerpaw thought glumly.
“Frostheart, you and your apprentice will patrol the RiverClan border, me and Lightsky will go look at WindClan. We can’t take our eyes off those little hares a minute, could we, Lightsky?” Crowfur gave her friend a little shove.
“What? Oh, no, we can’t” Lightsky seemed to squeeze the pain and grief out of her voice. I understand how she feels, I miss my father so much!
And yet she has lost much, much more than he. She has lost her mate, and her only son. He could not relate. This was an different kind of sadness, a more painful, torturing kind of sadness.
Poor Lightsky.
Whiskerpaw set off with his mentor. As soon as they reached the RiverClan border, Frostpelt started sniffing. Finally she stood up, fully alert.
“Intruders.” She snarled.
Before she finished her words, two cats slithered out, one was a white cat with silver stripes, and the other is plain brown.
“Well, well, well...what do we have here?” The brown one snickered.
“You will have a lot to explain, clawing through our territory, like you own it, so run off with your tail between your legs, before I claw your fur off!” Frostheart snarled, and paced forward while crouching down.
“Ha! Then maybe we should own it!” The white one sneered.
“Never!” Frostpelt yelled, then gave a snarl of challenge.
No! Frostpelt, why would you make this so bad? Whiskerpaw wailed in his mind as the attackers sprung forward. The white tom charged at him, snarling with his fur raised.
Whiskerpaw rival sprung forward and his paws connected Whiskerpaw chest, and for once he knew the RiverClan cat was not to be underestimated. Frostpelt! This is all your fault! Fury rippled Whiskerpaw.
Whiskerpaw rolled over, crushing his enemy with his weight before he could tear out more fur. Sadly, his attacker jumped off, hissing.
Curses! Why am I so bad at battles? Whiskerpaw heart pumped, harder and harder, until it squeezed out the anger that has been bubbling inside him. Over his father death, Rainstar’s, and Eaglepaw. Flowerpaw cruelty, and Wolfstripe bitterness.
He let out a roar of rage, and leaped at The white tom. If only time could stop, it feels so good to feel the tear of fun beneath my claws! Whiskerpaw thought, satisfied.
“Retreat!” The brown one called, as he heard claws smashing through the the evergreen forest. With a heave of relief, he realized the rest of the patrols have came.
Thank StarClan! Yes!
Gah! Annoying furball! Whiskerpaw thought crossly as Flowerpaw stomped over to his side. “You win only because our patrol arrived in time to save you from some rogues.” Flowerpaw sneered,her whiskers twitching.
“We could have drove them away.” growled Whiskerpaw. “So no thanks to you.”
Flowerpaw snickered, then Featherpaw approached, “What is going on?’ she asked thrusting her body between them.
“Hey Featherpaw,we saved Whiskerpaw patrol,did we?” Flowerpaw asked her.
“We sure did.” Featherpaw sniffed and Whiskerpaw give a annoyed hiss. He didn’t expected Featherpaw to back him up anyway. Ugh! She-cats are disgusting.
“Tell you so.” Flowerpaw mewed smugly. Stonefoot swat her ear. “Now let get on with the hunt.” Stonefoot titled his head toward Wolfstripe. “Where should we hunt?”
“Anywhere,of course.” Wolfstripe retorted.
Stonefoot rolled his eyes before gathering the three cats and moved away.
“We sure taught those rogues something!” Frostpelt said happily. Well, thanks to you extra blood is shed!
“C’mon, Whiskerpaw, we care going to hunt.” Frostpelt murmured into her apprentice ear. At least better than fighting!
“There is a mouse.” Frostpelt glanced, then angled her ears at a near bush where, indeed, was a tiny brown mouse. I have to get it this time! Imagine putting lots of preys on the prey pile, imagine your sister staring at you in awe!
This thought made him determined. He crept to the mouse, as swift as a shadow, he pounced, and sank his teeth into the soft, warm flesh.
“Thats neat!” His mentor praised him.
“Thanks.” Whiskerpaw was proud of himself too. He pawed the mouse. It is quite fat and plump. Hm, looks so tasty!
That day he caught a squirrel, and two mice. When he got back to camp, his jaws dropped when he heard the news. Featherpaw caught two rabbits, a vole, and a sparrow! And there she is boasting. Wow! Such a show-off. But Whiskerpaw had to admit, that annoying head was good!
Makes her more annoying.
Ugh.
“Hey, thats a nice sparrow.” Rockpaw nodded at Featherpaw sparrow.
“Thanks.” Featherpaw was busy grooming her pelt, which Whiskerpaw found quite unnecessary, because her pelt was already sleek and shiny.
Typical she-cats! Ugh! And why do Featherpaw care so much about her pelt! So weird and annoying show-off.
“Featherpaw, time for another border patrol!” Wolfstripe called. Then he added, “Crowfur is coming along.”
Ha! Suits her, border patrols! Whiskerpaw thought happily.
Whiskerpaw curled around his nest, and waited to be caught in sleep.
“Whiskerpaw! Help!” Whiskerpaw peered over an edge, and saw his brother surrounded by flames, with a crazy thought, he leaped over the edge he was standing and shoved Rockpaw away to safety, then dread inclosed him. “I’m trapped, help!” he tried to cry, but he can’t make a sound.
A paw shoved his shoulder, “get up, lazy furball!”
“What?” Whiskerpaw opened his eyes,he must have slept for a while because the sun was setting from what he could tell.
He padded drowsly, then yelped in surprise. More newcomers? Oh my Starclan!
There was a black tabby cat, leading three kittens along with her, wrapping them together with her tail. The cat has green eyes, and blacker stripes just visible on her pelt, it was covered in lots of dark, short fur
A cat inside the tumble of kits looked like a copy of her, except with longer fur. Tornwhisker have bristled the moment they entered, That’s right, other grumpy badger, bristle your fur out!
It looks like ceremony has ended. Whiskerpaw hopped up to the newcomers, and stared up at the adult.
“Who are you?”
“Why, my name is Midnight, glad to meet you.” she replied nervously.
“Is your kits like, four moons old?” Whiskerpaw asked
She hissed, “No, they are nearly six!”
Whiskerpaw took a step back. “Sorry,they look very young to me.”
Midnight relaxed. “It’s okay.”
“Mother, why do everyone think I’m small?” The black kit huffed. Then glared at Whiskerpaw.
Midnight meowed, “Darkpaw, That why I told you to eat when I tell you to.”
“Great, your a ‘paw? You have a lot of other cats to meet-” Whiskerpaw began.
Then Featherpaw turned to view, “Hey, you guys the newcomers? Do you want a tour around camp?”
The three she-cats agreed eagerly.
“I’m coming!” Whiskerpaw yelped. Featherpaw muttered a fine.
“I heard you guys go into battles! Ooh, when am I going to go to battle?” Darkpaw demanded.
“Be quiet and follow us.” instead of answering her question,Featherpaw snapped at her.
“Where are we going?” Darkpaw sister,Dawnpaw asked curiously.
“Where is the grumpy cat taking us?” Darkpaw asked “I meant the grumpyer than the grumpy cat, Featherpaw.