~Tales of The Warriors~ Book One: The Hearts Of Warriors

Envyheart's Scar-

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 Envyheart's Scar- 

This is the story of how Envyheart got her scar. This was before she killed her mother and father, but after she killed her sister.

"This is Malicepaw, Envypaw. He will be your mate for life." clawface told me as Malicepaw spat at me and I spat back. My father who was nearby gave a small smile for me as he knew me to be his favorite evil daughter.

"Wanna go hunting?" he asked me in a curious and malicious tone.

"As long as I get to kill something; I don't care what we do" I replied back to my brown furred, green eyed and muscular father. I had long ago accepted the fact that I would have to put up with this tabby fur ball for a while, so I went off to hunt with him. He looked at me strangely and padded off with me following him, the mangy fur ball.

"Shhhh a robin," he whispered to me as he slunk forward to try to catch the Robin. I crouched down as Malicepaw started to crouch down himself, and this fact caused him to stare at me.

"This is mine!" he growled at me when he realized that I was about to steal his food. I quickly shook my head at him and replied, "My fathers land, my fathers bird. Family heirloom you could call it. The bird is mine." I hissed at him. He quickly lunged at the bird. I smiled and stepped on a nearby stick breaking it with a loud, monotonous CRACK. This caused the bird to fly away, and since this meant that lunch was gone I threw back the rest of my fury at Malicepaw. Malicepaw turned to glare at me, and I gazed down at the stick mockingly.

"Oops!" I laughed at the mangy fur ball as I secretly devised a plan to get rid of him- the rogue way.

"That would have been the first prey I've ever caught." Malicepaw muttered to me like a whimpering kit that's afraid of the first snowfall.

"Well then you're not very good at it are you?" I sneered at him in a malevolent tone for I wished he was dead already.

Before I knew it he flew at me most likely because he wanted me to play with him. I laughed hard thinking we were playing again. He threw himself at me and slashed my left eye, and I returned the favor by smiling malevolently at him. This caused him to look at me curiously most likely wondering why I looked extreamly vicious. "Oh, pain is nothing for I am my fathers daughter" I replied still smiling at him. He shuddered, his whole body shaking in his beautiful fear. This caused me to laugh my tail off at him.

"What are you laughing at?" he asked me in a worried scared for my life sort of tone.

"I'm laughing at you being dead" I replied to him casually as if killing him was somethin' I did every day.

"What I'm not dead!" malicepaw laughed at me in a non frightened way as if he was a stupid mouse brain tom who didn't realize who I was?

"Your loosing it" he sneered at me when he saw my evil, glowing, malevolent red eyes glaring down at him in a- I want to kill you- sort of way.

My head shot up and I pounced on him for even thinking that I was joking. He was still laughing at me stupidingly, so I bit down hard on his tender kit-like neck.

"Oh, actually it looks like you are dead. Funny how that works isn't it?" I whispered to him in a way that suggested once again that I did these kinds of things every day.

"Envypaw, you are not a killer" Malicepaw croaked with his voice harsh, rough, and ready to go at any moment.

I shrieked with hysterical laughter, "Have you not met Ivorypaw then. You know my sister who's in the Dark forest. You know who put her there?" I asked him while grabbing his head and pulling it closer so that his grass green eyes were level with my red fiery ones. I maliciously watched as his eyes widened to the point that they looked like tiny moon pools.

"You, you killed the cat that I loved." Malicepaw croaked with pure sadness in his eyes before tears began to pour out of his eyes.

"Oh, don't worry you'll be with her right about ... now" I hissed as the light faded from his eyes, and from me turning his head with my claw.

"Hmm what a nice looking tom well it's a shame he was attacked by a badger" I laughed as I returned to camp- this time alone.

"Where's Malicepaw?" My father asked me once he saw that Malicepaw was no longer beside me.

"He fell behind... way behind" I cackled at my father thus remembering that I had killed them, and that knowledge only made me happier as I watched my father's reaction. My fathers eyes shone and he gulped as he realized what had happened. I proundly took my special place next to him in the clearing.

"Oh, and father?," I whispered to him as he cocked his head up, and looked up at me with his icy,cold green eyes and brown fur.

"You'll be next" I whispered to him as I raced off to save him for another day and another time.

 Leaders of the Sky- 

Pointe looked down at her mate Black. "I love you." she whispered.

Black grinned and licked Pointe between the ears. Pointe lay down, and curled her soft tail around Black. They slept together that night... Pointe sighed as all she could think of was happy things, hunting, kits, her first catch, and love- most importantly love. As Black layed there next to Pointe he could only think of the things that made him happy, death, destruction, blood, fire and killing- hmm, yes, most importantly killing...

 ...Next Day...

Pointe awoke feeling strange.

"I'm going to hunt." she whispered to her sleeping mate.

As she got up something inside her moved. She was expecting kits...

"Black! Black, wake up I have something to tell you." Pointe screeched excitedly.

"Whaaatttt?'"Black asked.

"I'm pregnant!" Pointe replied her eyes shining.

'Oh, goody, was that all?' Black asked his eyes closing again.

Pointe was used to this for her mate had a dark mind and was oftentimes selfish, rude, and sarcastic. Yet, she loved him and would gladly die for him. Pointe got up and went in search of prey. She caught two mice and took one back for her mate. Black was awake now.

"So you're having kits?" he asked. "I thought you looked a bit fat."Black growled.

"I want nothing to do with them. I will be there when they are born, but after that I will leave as I don't want any family connections." Black decided.

...A few moons later...

Pointe screamed as she lay on her back exposing her spasming stomach. Black tapped his claws on the nearest tree...he was bored... Pointe gave one last scream and pushed. Four healthy kits cried. Pointe looked at her tiny kits. She named the white she cat with blue eyes and a black tail Lacy... She named the tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes Leap... she named the silver tabby she cat with green eyes Silver...and she named the beautiful dappled tabby she-cat with ice blue eyes Flower. As Black turned to leave; the air around the six cats shivered.

A sparkling silver cat appeared.

"I am Clans."she spoke in a soft musical voice.

"Ummmm, hello?'"Pointe asked.

"You have made history, and you will never be forgotten for your spirit will live on in StarClan where you will reign on high above all. It will also live on in your children who will command the four Clans of the Forest. You have done well Pointestar." Clans purred.

"Actually my name is Pointe." Pointe corrected.

"Not anymore!" Clans winked.

"You are leader of StarClan- the holy angel cat clan. Welcome." Clans replied.

"Holy...Angel? As in dead?" Pointe asked gulping. "No, my kits need me!"

"And you will always be with them."Clans promised. "In their hearts, in their dreams, and occasionally with them in life too." Clans explained.

Clans turned to Black... "You will be Blackfire, and you will reign over the Dark Forest. You will not get your destiny from me for I am sorry but your path lies on a different route." Clans explained.

Pointestar looked at Blackfire. "So you wont be with me?" she asked.

Blackfire nodded. "It seems that way."

"Follow me." Clans spoke softly, but with authority. She padded off into the sky glowing. Pointestar found that she was glowing too whereas Blackfire's pelt darkened and his eyes glinted maliciously. Blackfire padded off into a different part of the sky to Pointestar and she never saw her mate again. Pointestar's pelt sparkled and shimmered and suddenly she realized that what was happening would change every clan cat's life forever. As she disappeared into the realms of StarClan's territory she looked down on her sleeping kits and whispered "We will meet again, Flowerstar, Silverstar, Lacystar and Leapstar."

Four dazzling tears dropped from her eyes onto the sleeping kits. Little did Pointestar know that she would meet them again very shortly to give them their destiny?

A Murderous Kit-

'The kits are coming, the kits are coming!' screeched Darlingaze as she writhed on the ground. 'Oh shut up and get on with it' Clawface, her mate and the leader of the Deathly Rogues commanded. 'AHHHHHHHHHHH' Darlingaze screamed. Everything was silent apart from the tiny cries of two little kits. The smallest kit was black with surprisingly red eyes. She looked up at her father and leader and knew automatically that he was standing in the way of her coming into power. 'I shall call her Envykit. And the little white one can be Ivorykit.' Darlingaze decided. Clawface looked down at Ivorykit 'This one is the biggest she will take over from me' Clawface decided. Envykit did not like that at all...

3 moons later...

'Go outside and play with your sister Envykit' Darlingaze whispered. 'Fine' Envykit replied. Secretly she was jumping with joy finally a chance to kill this flea bag that would take over from her father instead of herself. 'Come on Ivorykit let's play ... fighting' Envykit commanded a malicious look in her eyes. Envykit leaped onto her sister but she had no intention of playing she threw herself onto Ivorykit and clawed at her eyes. Envykit saw her chance she pushed her paw down on her sisters neck and let her frightningly sharp claws out. Envykit leaned closer to her dying sister 'It was nice knowing you' she whispered. 'Whats going on here?' Cawface asked calmly 'Ivorykit tried to kill me so i struck out, I'm sorry father.' Envykit lied. 'IF THERE IS ONE THING I HAVE TOUGHT YOU IT IS NEVER TO APOLOGISE!' Clawface shrieked his muzzle only inches away from his daughters. 'If you are going to lead this lot after I die, you had better start shaping up.' He turned and padded back to his den. Envykit had a plan but she would have to be patient...

3 moons later...

'Come on Envypaw, now what did you want to show me?' Darlingaze asked nervously. Envypaw raced towards her mother. She leaped onto the old queens back. Envypaw knew her mother didn't stand a chance. Darlingaze's death came very quickly. Envypaw raced home to tell her father the bad news; that her mother had been attacked by a vicious WaterClan patrol. Her father didn't react, he just stared at the ground momentarily and then turned away. Pride filled Clawface, he knew what had really happened to Ivorykit and Darlingaze and he knew that he would be next. He span around to face his remaining daughter. 'If I am going to die by your paw then it will be in battle not sneakily.' Envypaw froze. Her father was the leader and the strongest cat in the forest. How could she even hope to win? But yet she could not back down. So they fought, and what a fight it was, father against daughter; leader against apprentice. With cats yowling and blood flowing everywhere. Envypaw took her chance when it came. She sprang like one of those filthy AirClan cats at her fathers neck and turned his fur red with one swift stroke of her paw. Clawface pulled her closer as his soul began to float away to the realms of the Dark Forest 'I have tought you well Envyheart...' he murmered, and with that he was gone.

A Journey to the Moon-

This is the beginning of the 'Cubs' thread on the Moonlight Wolves page!

'Sky, come on!' Blaidd whined 'You're going to miss it!' 'Miss what?' Sky asked sleepily. 'The blue moon ceremony of course!' Blaidd shreaked. 'Wolfing forgive me for forgetting it' Sky howled to her ancestors. She brushed herself off and gave her tail a few anxious licks. Sky and Blaidd were learners and they had a destiny to fullfill passed down to them from Sky's parents Moon and Sun. Moon and Sun are the leaders of the Moonlight Wolves and when Sky and Blaidd were born the two tiny wolves had been picked to lead and so there lives had been intwined together. They were mates and that too had been decided by Moon and Sun. Tonight was the blue moon and the ceremony in which Sun and Moon would step down leaving Sky and Blaidd in charge. Moon stood on Packrock and howled at the moon in the sky. 'Wolfing look down upon these learners; they are special and tonight the will make the great journey from learners to leaders. Together they shall produce cubs and lead the pack throught great times.' Sun came to stand by his mate and looked up at the stars. We give ourselves to you and we give our children the knowlage you gave us.' Sun placed his golden tail on the noses of Sky and Blaidd. Moon and Sun howled and then led down. They closed their eyes and their hearts stopped. Sky watched the air above her dead parents and as it shimmered her fathers eyes appeared to her and then his face. Sun gazed at his daughter his face filled with pride then he looked up at the sky above and floated away. Moon's face followed and back on the Earth the dead leaders bodies shimmered and vanished. Showing the magical powers of the blue moon. Sky and Blaidd stepped onto Packrock and yowled as one. The pack bowed to them. The two newly appointed leaders gazed at each other and then at the sky where two new stars gleamed down on them. As the mystical moon began to sink Sky and Blaidd pounded after it... They're journey to the moon had begun... They raced for days and days untill the moon was full again. They had followed it far and wide across the packs territory. And when the full moon had sank they did their duty. No wolf would know wether they had been successful untill they got back to camp. As soon as they got back Sky would go and see the healer and then hopefully she would proclaim the good news to the pack. That a new leader had been concieved. Sky and Blaidd rested for three days to give Sky enough time to let her body work. After the third moonrise they set off home knowing that they would never make this journey again. The next blue moon would be in 5,000 cycles and then Sky and Blaidd would rise up to join Sky's parents and the cub that was hopefully now inside Sky would take over with the mate that Sky picked for it. The cub that was born at the same time as Sky's would be the mate and at the next blue moon they would make this journey and then the legend would continue. They carried on in silence wondering, hoping that their duty had been fullfilled. When the moon had cycled again Sky spotted the camp and her and Blaidd bounded toward it. Whilst Blaidd spoke to the pack Sky went to the healers den. 'Well?' she asked. The healer looked at her 'It has been done' he replied bowing...

Tiny Consequences-

This is Bloodeath's story. It may not fit in with the clans stories but just ignore that! Enjoy!

In the dead of night all was silent. Except one sound. Gasping. Blood was the medicine cat of the rogues. Little did she know she would be the last of her kind in the rogues. She led on her own under the shade of the old oak tree. Giving her kits life. She like the disgusting clan cat medicine cats weren't allowed to have kits and she knew that if Clawface found out she would be killed. Three tiny kits mewed and Blood licked them lovingly. She was unlike all the other rogues. She loved everything. She had a heart full of love and that was her downfall. Blood looked down at the three kits before her. The only tom of the group was black with golden amber eyes. 'You my son will be Night' she told him. The smallest she kit was also black with clear blue eyes. 'You my darling will be Dark' she told her. The last kit was black too but her eyes were different they were grey. 'You will be unlike the rest.' Blood tod her. 'You will be Venom' she announced to the kit. Blood ran back to camp and put her kits onto her friend Darlingaze's belly. 'Please tell no-one their mine' she pleaded. Darlingaze nodded and put Night, Dark and Venom onto her belly. Her little kit Envy batted them with tiny claws and her other daughter Ivory purred. Blood went back to her medicine duties and no-one suspected a thing. Her kits grew up strong and healthy and as she suspected Venom grew the fastest

^.^ Two sunrises later ^.^

'Blood there gone' Darlingaze cried. Blood didn't need to ask who. She gulped and tried to controll herself. She tried to remember to the rest of the group they were nothing but meaningless life to her. They were easily replacable. Blood sniffed. 'Tell no-one' she ordered Darlingaze who simply nodded and went back to Envy and Ivory who were playing a little too rough for Blood's liking. When the rest of the rogues were asleep Blood snuck out of camp and followed her kits scent. She came to the FireClan border and crossed it bravely. Nothing happened. Blood relaxed. She snuck into the FireClan camp. She followed her kits scent into what looked like the mothers den. 'Sparklesoul I found these three kits on our border. They look exactly like you but they have no scent. Will you nurse them?' a soft voice asked from inside the nursery. Blood crept closer. 'Of course, I would welcome new kits as mine have just been apprenticed. And besides they do look like me' a black cat replied from the corner of the nursery. That must be Sparklesoul Blood thought. Blood hid next to what she figured must be the warriors den. When all the clan cats had gone Blood crept into the queens den. She carefully peeled Night and Dark from Sparklesouls belly. They stayed quiet. Blood looked at Venom who was tucked under the FireClan queens arm This one was going to be difficult. Blood thought. Blood pulled at Venom who squeeled loudly. Blood froze but it was too late. Sparklesoul had woken. 'Brightstar help a rogue is stealing my kits' Sparklesoul screeched clutching to Night, Dark and Venom. A white cat appeared from a den high up and sprang onto Blood. Blood had never been trained to fight as she was medicine cat. She lay limp and waited for her fate. Brightstar bit down on Bloods throat hard but no too hard. Blood could feel the blood flowing out of her. 'What is your name?' Brightstar shrieked. 'Blood and please those are my kits they ran away from the rogues and I came to get them. Ask Sparklesoul' Blood pleaded looking at the black queen. Brightstar looked at Sparklesoul. 'Does she speak the truth?' she asked. Sparklesoul nodded covering her adopted kits eyes. Brightstar looked down in horror at Blood and a tear slid down her cheek. 'Do not feel ashamed Brightstar. You did the honorable thing for your clan. Please Sparklesoul keep my kits, they are Night, Dark and Venom' Blood croaked dying pointing at each of her kits in turn. Brightstar nodded 'We will raise them as there own but they will always know the story of their mother who risked her life to get them back. And I can only do one thing for you now Blood. I can send you off to the afterlife with the proper respect you deserve and hope you make it into the clan of your choice.' Brightstar announced. Blood nodded weakening. 'From this day on Blood you will be known as Bloodeath. I only hope you will guide your children in their life and forgive me for what I have done.' Brightstar continued. Bloodeath smiled. 'Thankyou' she replied licking Brightstar's shoulder. She led back and let go. There was a shining light infront of her and a black hole. StarClan and the gateway to the Dark Forest. Bloodeath thought. A shining white cat appeared at the entrance to StarClan. Bloodeath padded toward her. 'Welcome' Pointestar said. 'I am sorry but although your heart may be in the right place you do not have a place in the rankings of StarClan your soul resides in the Forest of Shadows.' Pointestar smiled shaking her head and then dissapeared. Bloodeath was overcome with anger. So she wasn't good enough for StarClan was she? She has a good heart but that wasn't enough was it? She felt all the love inside of her flow out untill she could feel nothing but hatred. She slinked off to The Dark Forest to resume her destiny. After all death wasn't the end...It was a new beginning...

An Eye for an Eye-

The story of how Kiera got her scar...

'Come on Kiera you said we could go and see the pool of stars today' my mate Kofu nagged. 'Lets go then!' I yelled surprising him from behind. We were in love and it was the best place any wolf could be. His white pelt matched mine and his blue eyes stared happily into my green ones. 'I love you' he whispered. I smiled. We got to the Pool of stars and led beside it. 'This is the life isn't it?' he murmered. 'Freedom, love and as much food as we can catch' he said leaping playfully at me. I nodded 'Yes' I sighed. All of a sudden I heard the branch in the grass crack behind me. Kofu must of heard it too for he sat up growling infront of me, protecting me. I wrapped my snowy tail around him to comfort him. Twolegs appeared shouting something in their dreadfull language. We turned to run but they had encircled us. I could speak some twoleg language but only a few words. The twoleg grunted again pointing at Kofu. 'Shoot...male...only...need...female' That was all i understood. That was all I needed to unterstand. Kofu looked at me and a tear leaked out of his sparkling eye. I licked him. He knew what was going to happen yet he was still here standing in between me and danger. The twoleg got out a shiny metal thing and pointed it at Kofu. Kofu looked foreward curious. There was a loud bang as I threw myself infront of my lover but I was too late. He was lying on the ground his white pelt reddening. 'I love you' he whispered. 'Im expecting your cubs' I replied. But it was too late he was gone. The twoleg came for me next. I dodged it and clawed it but it was no use its pelt was made of some black shiny thing. It got out another metal object but it was different this time. Shorter, shinier and sharper. The twoleg howled something and four stinking dogs ran at me. Their twolegs behind them with more things like the shiny things that got Kofu and a giant net. The dogs bit me and clawed me but I was too strong. The twoleg shot something at me and I felt myself getting sleepier. The only thing I remember about that moment was the dogs claw scraping across my left eye. I was blinded by blood and then...nothing.

... Many sundowns later ...

I awoke in a tiny silver prison. It had holes in but none big enough to fit a claw through. It was shiny. I looked into the shiny side and turned around. Somewhere in this box there was a purple and pink wolf with pink claws. But when I turned around I could see nothing. I put my claw up to the metal thing. I gasped. The wolf was me. Long gone were the Sundowns of me beautiful white pelt and green eyes. I was purple with pink inprints on my pelt. My eyes were the same colour as the markings as were my claws. The Twolegs had poisened my pelt. I was so angry that I threw myself at the lock on the prison. The stupid twolegs obviously hadn't expected me to wake up so soon. The lock broke free and I raced towards the exit. I heard yowling from the cage next to where I was. An orange wolf with silver markings was trapped too. I lunged against the lock and so did she. Hers broke like mine had and we escaped together. She told me her name was Meena and from that day on I became her adopted mother. We ran away untill we came to find other wolves like us. We joined them and our story continued. I vowed that when my cubs were born I would name my first son after Kofu. The one who died for me...

Honeybunch's Lie-

This is the story of a cat called Honeybunch, the lie she told and what it cost her.

'Honeybunch! Come here!' my sister Mothwing called from the nursery. 'I'm coming, I'm coming' I replied irritably. I padded sleepily out of the warrior den. I looked around me at the members of FireClan. Brightstar had only made me deputy of the clan three sunrises ago and already I was making her proud. I had been born and bred as a warrior. No one could doubt that. My blood dated back to the noble blood of the great Spottedstar, LeopardClan leader. Or thats what I'd always been told.

Mothwing padded out of the nursery with three tiny kits padding behind her. I smiled. The new additions were growing already. I was proud of my sister even if she had mated with a kittypet. I smiled, 'What do you want?' I replied trying to keep my voice smooth.

Mothwing grimaced. 'I wanted to tell you how proud I am of you. But I also wanted to ask you to be kinder to the apprentices and the warriors under you. We all love you and respect you as Clan deputy but your a little... proud. We all know you have perfect Clan blood and that your ancestors have been leader after leader after leader but could you stop bragging?' Mothwing pleaded timidly her golden eyes scared.

I cleared my throat. 'Our ancestors' I reminded her. Mothwing shook her head. 'No, Im not a part of your family anymore. I dont want to be. I mated with a kittypet and that wasn't good enough for you so you killed him.' she said scowling.

I hissed. 'Watch your tounge' I spat.

She nodded and looked around. 'I will never tell anyone. But I will never forgive you. If it wasnt for Joekit, Micekit and Specklekit I would have left by now' she said purring at the now sleeping balls of half blood fur.

My nose wrinkled, the kits still stank of kittypet. And what a name Joekit was! Mothwing had insisted upon naming the kit after its kittypet father...

To be continued…

Dancingstar and Braveheart -

Dancingstar and Braveheart

This is Dancingstars story of love, death and promises.

I slipped out of camp warily and crawled through the nettlebush that led me to the place where I would meet my forbidden lover, Braveheart. He was a warrior of the enemy TigerClan and I was the leader of LeopardClan. I stepped out into the sunlight and my heart fluttered as I caught sight of his golden striped fur. 'Braveheart' I whispered. He looked around. 'Dancingstar' he murmered licking me gently. I purred rustily and returned the lick. 'You said you had something urgent to tell me?' he said a look of worry passing through his eyes. I nodded beaming. 'Im expecting your kits!' I said breathlessly, a little nudge in my stomach backed up my words and I purred happily. A look of joy and relief passed across his face. 'Braveheart? Where are you?' a distant annoyed voice called. 'I have to go' he murmered. 'Same time same place tommorrow' he promised me slinking away. I nodded not realising that he had dissapeared...

 6 Months later... 

Led in our secret spot with only a young TigerClan warrior Stripedsnow and my lover Braveheart with me I screamed. 'Shhhh, please Dancingstar' Stripedsnow begged. She pushed lightly on my belly and I heard a tiny mew. I looked down at the black cat below me. I laughed in relief. 'Whisperkit?' I asked Braveheart. He nodded smiling. I got up, and picked up the kit by the scruff we had already decided that she would live in LeopardClan. Braveheart licked his daughter and left beaming. 'Thankyou. But you must not tell a soul of the deed you have just witnessed' I said to Stripedsnow. The young warrior nodded respectfully and left.

 'Back at camp... ' 

'Dancingstar you must choose! Whisperkit or your Clan? She will surely be killed if you do not give her to her father' Hollyberry, our medicine cat told me. 'I know' I whispered looking fearfully at the little bundle between my paws. I got up and picked my kit up by the scruff. I was going to take her to her father. 'Braveheart?' I whispered. My only answer was a bone chilling scream. I ran to the scource and saw Stripedsnow crouching over the lifeless form of Braveheart who was just slightly over the LionClan border. 'What happened?' I choked. 'A LionClan patrol attacked and he was killed. I only just found him.' Stripedsnow sobbed. 'What are you doing here?' she asked. 'I came to give him Whisperkit. She is in grave danger in LeopardClan. I dont know what I shall do now' I mumbled. Stripedsnow shook her head sadly. 'You must take her' I said suddenly. Stripedsnow looked up shocked. 'Me?' she asked I nodded. 'Yes. You must go back to camp and raise her as your own. Tell no one who her parents were. Take Braveheart back to camp with you. He will need to be buried.' I said crying. I licked my kit sadly and turned away. Hoping beyond hope that she would someday return to me and take her rightful place as a noble warrior of LeopardClan...

 Running Away

By .:Mosstar:.

Two figures were racing through the night. "Hurry!" growled the silver one. "i...i can't." mewed the brown tabby weakly. "Mud, we need to keep going." the silver one meowed. "i can't, Dawn." meowed the brown tabby one, named Mud. Mud stopped. Dawn skidded to a halt. she turned to her tired sister. "ok, Mud. lets just find some shelter. your kits are coming soon anyway." Dawn mewed. Dawn looked back at the forest. she sighed, a tear ran down her cheek. she looked away.

Mud and Dawn were laying in a makeshift den on the top of a small hill surrounded by trees. A few days went by. "Mud we have to get going now. Stone and Envyheart are probably close behind." Dawn whispered to her sister. Mud nodded then yowled in pain. "the...the kits! they're coming!" Mud wailed. Dawn didnt know what to do. she looked around. Dawn started to lick her sister. "dont worry Mud. it will be ok." Dawn mewed.

Mud was laying down with 5 tiny kits by her that was as black as night with orange eyes. another gray blue with stormy blue eyes. a flame orange one and a pure white one. and then lastly a tiny she-kit that looked axactly like Dawn. Dawn sat next to her sister. "we have to go soon. Stone and Envyheart will probably be here soon." Dawn mewed. she picked up two of the kits. the gray blue one and the silvery gray tabby, like Dawn. Mud picked up the Flame red and white kits. "come on." mewed mud to the eldest of her kits, the pure black she-kit. the kit gave her an evil look. "why do I have to walk?" growled the kit. "because you're oldest and strongest." Mud mewed through two bunndles of fur. *hfph* the she-kit narrowed her eyes at her only sister.

...2 weeks later...

"Run Mud run!" Dawn yowled to her sister. Stone and a few rouges and finally caught up to the two she-cats. Stone had gotten the kits... except one... Mud had a tiny silver she-kit in her mouth. Mud collapsed on the ground. "I can't go any further.." she whimpered. Dawn nosed her sister to her feet. "we must get out of here Mud!" she growled. Stone burst through the bushes, 8 rouges behind him. The kits were with them. A rouges launched itself at Dawn and tackled her to the ground. The fought for quite some time until the rouge bit down on Dawn neck. Dawn gasped for air and blood poured out of her wound. Mud yowled. "DAWN!" she screeched. But it was too late. Dawn was already gone... Mud looked up at Stone with horror filled eyes. "tsk tsk tsk. Why did you have to make this difficult?" he said, he was calm... it made him all the more menacing... He flicked his tail and the rouge slowly circled Mud and her young kit. The rouges attacked and at first Mud didn't think she had a chance. She fought her way around them and raced through the trees, her youngest kit with her. She raced towards WaterClan. When she got to the camp she raced to their deputy. Lightningclaws looked at her. He knew by the grief in her eyes what had happened. Mud put the kit at his paws. "please take care of her," she coughed. "her name is Dawn..." and then Mud fell to the ground... she was dead...

 Mate-

 By: Sundazzle

Twlightstorm sat outside the Warrior den washing a grey paw. He watched as the two clan apprentices were practising hunting tequniqes out on a leaf that was lying on the floor. Lightpaw wandered over to him. "Hiya!" she meowed "Watcha doing?" Twilightstorm smiled. He liked the spunky she-cat she reminded him of one of his old friends, she had mysteriously disappeared after confessing that she wasn't expecting his kits, they were someone elses. That she-cat, he thought to himself, had broken his heart. Twilightstrom deperatly wanted another mate to love.

Honeysoul walked over to twilightstorm. She had always loved him and had finally worked up enought corage to pop the question. She led down beside him 'Will you be my mate?' she asked holding her breath.

Burningsky was sorting herbs. She watched with intrest as Honeysoul asked Twilightstorm the question.

Twilightstorm looked uncomfortable, "well umm... actually," he was saved from his lame excuse from Lightpaw. The cheeky apprentice had heard every word and was now running across camp singing, "Honeysoul love Twilightstorm!"

'Shut it you mouse brain' Honeysoul snarled baring her teeth at the cheeky apprentice. She was usually as kind as her name but she was sensitive about this...

Silverbelly glided over to see what the fuss was about, "Lightpaw!" she exclaimed. "Don't be rude, now apologsie and go to you den." Lightpaws mother said sharply. "I'm sorry, she has such a sharp touge," Silverbelly said with a voice that could have melted butter.

'hmph its quite alright' Honeysoul replied in not quite as soft as tone.

Burningsky watched Honeysoul and Twilightstorm and wondered what it would be like to have a mate. She watched as Twilightsytorm padded up to her and she noticed her heart gave a slight lurch and he walked closer.

Honeysoul was sitting there reflecting on wether she could punish her apprentice for butting on her.. probably not she decided. Then she realized Twilightstorm had gone,,, without answering,,, to Burningsky,,,... What was going on there she looked daggers at the couple...

Twilightstorm saw Honeysoul look dagers at him. 'why?' he thought padding closer to the pretty medicine cat he meowed, "I..I have a thorn in my pad. Could you get it out?" he asked. Burningsky looked questioningly at him, "There's no. . . " she started. " Umm.. could I speak to you in privte?" he asked.

They went into her den. Making sure no-one was listening Twilightstorm began. He explaned how he was in love with a cat, who told him she was expecting kits and then just after they were born she told him they weren't his, they were his best friends. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he retold his story. "I was silly," Twilightstorm meowed. "You wouldn't understand, your a medicine cat, I'm sorry to burden you with my problems." Twilightstorm broke off.

Honeysoul was heartbroken she had loved this tom with every piece of her broken heart and now he had shattered it again. She knew why he had said no. But she couldn't believe it he had chosen a... a... medicine cat over her... Well,, she would show him she walked over to Dawneyes and purred loudly. Dawneyes stopped starstruck he purred nervously back. Honeysoul led down and Dawneyes led down next to her. She locked eyes with him and as she saw Twilightstorm leave the medicine cats den she twined her tail around Dawneyes. Honeysoul didn't normally stoop this low but she had to teach the stubborn deputy a lesson. She gazed a Dawneyes and then dragged her eyes away sleepily. She licked his ear, stood up, brushed his open mouth with her tail and padded off... That would show Twilightstorm she didn't need him..

Burningsky thought. She started thinking about how much easier it would be if there was a cure for everything.

"There's no herb for a broken heart," she whispered softly. "You can only grin and bear it I. . I'm sorry. Your right I'm a medicine cat, I don't know anything about love." She sighed. Sometimes she wished that she hadn't chosen the path of a medicine cat but now she had to live with her choice.

"Your right. And don't take it out on yourself, It's not your fault." Twilightstorm licked the Medicine cat between the ears and walked out. "Dawneye, Honeysoul you two love birds can carry on after. I want you to come with me on patrol. Honeysoul, bring Lightpaw your apprentice." Yowled Twilightstorm loudly.

'k' Honeysoul grunted trying not to sound pleased 'Lightpaw are you ready?'

'Lightpaw come on were going !' Honeysoul yelled softer this time...she was happy!

Lightpaw apeared again. "Heya! Are you goin' out? Can I come?"

'ssuuurrrreeeee' honeysoul purred.

Leapstar watched amused.

Honeysoul realised that her leader found her actions funny and tried not to ruffle her fur. She was embarrased. 'Come on then Lightpaw'/...

Burningsky watched the patrol set out. She felt her heart fluttering against her chest, like a caged bird longing to be set free and find again it's life. Twilightstorm sent one last look back at her and her heart jolted leaving an aching pain. Ebonypaw stepped up to her. The strange black she-cat looked at Burningsky with her bright green eyes, "It's a strange thing love," she started. "It comes in all shapes and sizes, at good times and bad, it comes to warriors, kits, deputys, medicine cats and apprentices." Ebonypaw sighed, her green eyes held a longing in them. Burningsky felt herself asking "Are You in love,?" Ebonypaw sighed again. "You wouldn't understand, your surrounded by herbs all day every day." Burningsky felt her heart tear, the young apprentice was right, she was a medicine cat and Twilightstorm was a handsome young deputy, who had at least one she-cat madly in his trance.

Honeysoul saw the medicine cat staring at them... 'umm you go on ahead Lightpaw im counting on Twilightstorm to tell me how youve been doing... and with that she went back to camp and went to sit by Burningsky...

"Yes," asked the medicine cat. "Do you want to come and moan at me about love?" Burningsky had had a long day and she was tired.

'no not at all, I wanted to know why you made the choice to be a medicine cat and give up your chance at love' Honeysoul asked...

"Because, Because, I didn't give up my chance at love," Buringsky sighed and a tear roled down her cheek. "I was in love as an apprentice with a cat but he died so I chose to become a medcine cat so i could see him in my dreams, But..." Buringsky broke off crying.

Twilightstorm saw Buringsky cring, "Are you ok?" he asked flicked a tear off her cheek with his tail

Honeysoul stared at the two amazed she gasped realising what was going on and fled back into the nursery bawling...

"Twilightstorm!" Burningsky gasped, "Don't ever touch me again!"

Honeysoul wept in the nursery how could she tell Twilightstorm the truth about their unborn kits.

Buringskys comment stung, "What?" he asked hurt

"You are so, blind!" she screamed tears pouring down her cheeks, "You love me, and I love you. But we can't be together, and you love Honeysoul!"

Twilightstorm was shocked, "How, did you, find out?" he asked puzzled

Honeysoul having cleared her nerves poked her head outside the nursery yet Twilightstorm and Burningsky were still talking passionatly... uncontrolably she howled her grief and fled back to her warm nest...

"Honeysoul loves you! She's head over heels for you! And you come to me, and Cast your spell. AND IT WORKED. You tricked me into loving you and then you hurt me more than any wound ever can." The tears began to flow fast, "I loved you Twilightstorm, and i think i'm having your kits." she added dispareing

Honeysoul padded over to Twilightstorm 'HOW DARE YOU?' she shrieked her self controll completly gone out the window... 'And all this time I thought you loved me!'' Honeysoul cried...

"Oh no!" Twilightstorm hung his head in shame, you and Honeysoul? I'm going to explain to her," Twilightstorm padded off in the direction of the nursery, "Honeysoul?" he called carefully

'WHAT?' Honeysoul screamed hurling a chunk of moss at him...

"Honeysoul he loves you," Burnigsky meowed quietly, "He loves you more than he could ever love me or any other cat, take his love and ignore what you heard today," Burningsky brushed her tail tip over the heart of Twilightstorm and Honeysoul, "I love you, both" she whispered to low for them to hear.

'but your...your...having...his...kits...and...all...this...time...i...thought...you..were...my...friend...' Honeysoul replied between sobs shaking uncontrollably...

Burningsky rested her tail on Honeysouls sholder, "I still am your friend, I love you!"she cried.

"Honeysoul!" exclaimed Twilightstorm, he padded forwards and pushed down on her sholder, so she layed down, Twilightstorm led next to her, He burried his nose into her fur, "I love you silly,"

Honeysoul shook Burningsky's tail off her with a scowl... 'You took the only thing I had to offer to him. I'm the mother to his kits! and now he has to choose.. hell pick you of course hell pick you why would he pick me?' Honeysoul spoke softly with a voice full of new hate...

""Honeysoul!" exclaimed Twilightstorm, he padded forwards and pushed down on her sholder, so she layed down, Twilightstorm led next to her, He burried his nose into her fur, "I love you silly,""

'but you love HER' honeysoul spat with a glare at Burningsky... Honeysoul rolled over onto her back escaping from Twilightstorm's nose and displaying her swollen belly...

"Why would he pick me?" asked Burningsky in a low voice her tail drooping, "He loves you, THATS obvious and he is allowed to be with you, now please excuse me i have some herbs to collect," And with that Burningsky truned her back on the ones she had loved, as a mate and as a friend.

Twilightstorm watched devastated as the two cats he loved fought, both oth them expecting his kits and now he had to choose. "Honeysoul, Burningsky,"he started, "I love you, Buringsky you know that, but I love Honeysoul more.."

Honeysoul huffed not believing what she heard... 'why would you take me over her?' Honeysoul shreiked thinking that Twilightstorm was lying...

"Because I can love you, and I do! Burningsky can only ever be a friend," he sighed. "Why do you not believe me?"

Buringsky was sat in the medicine cats den, silently crying her heart out.

'I do... Oh great StarClan this yelling must have made my kits nervous their coming...NOW! HELP!...' Honeysoul shrieked

'TWILIGHTSTORM BURNINGSKY HELP!' Honeysoul screeched agonisingly... she had never done this before and was afraid. She let go of all her fear and her anger and prayed that er kits would be safe... She pushed and closed her eyes as three healthy, tiny kits mewled...

As Burningsky arrived at the new queens side, she felt something strange, almost jealousy. She was jealous of Honeysoul and as she watched Twilightstorm nuzzle the kits she couln't help feeling like that sholud be her. Silently she placed 3 poppy seeds and some borrage next to the exausted Honeysoul and retreated out of the den...

'Burningsky come here, this kit is for you for always being there for me even when i couldn't see it.' Honeysoul purred pointing to Skykit...

Little Skykit purred and Burningsky felt a little compassion towards the little kit. Bending down she licked the kit between the ears and meowed, "I must rest, i've had a tiring day,"

'rest in here...with me...' Honeysoul purred...

"ok," meowed burningsky slightly surprised

Honeysoul led down next to her friend and dreamt of her kits growing up big and strong as every queen does...

Burningsky dreamt of other things that night. A disturbance in the divide between life and death, she awoke panting and she got up and sterched her stiff limbs. The moon was still high in the sky and Burningsky quietly left the camp...

Burningsky was actually led by the new queen. it was only in her dreams where she left. When Burningsky got to the clearing in the forest a shining cat greeted her...

"Umm..who are you?" she asked puzzled

'I am Pointestar, leader of StarClan' the shining cat replied...

Remembering her manners Burninsky dipped her head

Pointestar purred. Finally a cat who realised what she was worth... 'You called me?' she asked Burningsky...

'You called for me in your dream' Pointestar asked again...

"I..i did?" questioned Burningsky curiously

'Yes..' Pointestar could tell Burningsky wasn't the brightest of cats...

"Well, I dreamt of the disturbance of the break between life and death, is that why you come to me?"

'Yes' Pointestar replied a shining tear slipping from her sparkling eye...

"And what is it you wish to tell me about?"

'Ahhhhh things are never that simple what is it you wish to know. Yet I have another prophecy for you. From one clan stars shine, From one clan shadows fall, from four clan the forest is ruled yet for one clan death is immenent. I have told this to the other medicine cats ((well i will have shortly)) you must tell no one but your leader and Twilightstorm he is very important... At the next Moonfalls meeting take your leader yourselves and the chosen cat with you...' Pointestar replied...

Burningsky cocked her head to one side and thought about the prophecy the sparkling she-cat faded and Burningsky woke with a jolt. She wanted some fresh air so quietly left the nursery. As she was leaving the camp she heard the wailing of a kit, searching the bushes she found a dark, dark tom kit with amber eyes, he cried again and Burningsky bent to sniff him. He had no paticular scent and seemed fairly young, maybe a day maybe less old. Picking him up she ran back to camp and announced, "I have found a kit!" She popped the small kit on the floor and he mewed weakly, "He's hungry!" she exclaimed, "Honeysoul, will you nurse him with your litter?". she bent closer to the little kit, "Well you certainly have a cryptic story..wait Cryptickit! The perfect name" Burningskys eyes shone.

Honeysoul was nursing her kits but she found a small opening and put Cryptickit against her. Cryptickit shivered and looked up at her with shining eyes. 'Mum...Honeysoul...' Cryptic mumbled...

Cryptickit purred to finally be with someone who seemed care for him, she didn't smell like the cat who had found him, but htey had a smilarlar milky scent...

Honeysoul licked Cryptickit all over because he was freezing and wet...

Burningsky watched with dismay as Honeysoul licked the tiny kit. Cryptickit purred and Looked at Skykit with intrest. Skykit cocked her head on the side and snuggled up with Stormkit and Dawnkit

'Be nice' Honeysoul warned her children gazing at Cryptickit...

Cryptickit purred, and snuggled up with Skykit.

Honeysoul smilled Cryptickit was hers now and she would die for him as she would for any of her true kits. She was his mother now...

Burningsky watched from a distance jealously ripping at her heart like thorns. Twilightstorm had hurt her in no way anyone else could ever. She felt like giving up and she lay down in her empty nest.

Honeysoul led down and relaxed she was happy...

Burningsky felt tears pouring out of her eyes and she didn't stop them.

An innocent death

<p style="text-align: center">An Innocent death

<p style="text-align: center">By Sundazzle When following Envyheart in part 2 written by Dancingpaws

<p style="text-align: center">Please don't edit this page without my (Sundazzles) permission

 Part one 

Fangs jaws gaped open and a most ear piercing scream tumbled out. She was cornered against a tree and huge shadows of the Deadly Rouges tormented her. She saw Envyhearts raised claw flash down and a contented smile reached her mouth. She was thrown flat, her head and heart pounding. Fang thought about what had happened and a dark tear slipped down her cheek. Then all she saw and tasted was blood. Envyheart had slit her throat and a tumble of words escaped her lips before her body went limp, 'Mother... get... revenge.' Coals eyes welled with tears as she watched her only surviving kit get killed. And Fang, an innocent cat was gone.

 Part 2 

 10 Moons earlier 

Coal screamed. Envyheart tutted. Tiger paced. The newly born kits mewled. "Finally!" screeched Envyheart. "Now get up and go on the dawn patrol!" Tiger turned to face his leader, "She's just had kits! Show a little mercy!" Envyhearts eyes narrowed. She was clearly thinking. She moved to block the new queens view of her mate. Envyheart hissed and leapt onto Tiger. The tom didn't even bother to fight back, he knew that he could never survive his leaders wrath. He just braced himself and let go. Coal shrieked as her mates blood splattered the newly born kits. Envyheart leaned a little closer to the dieing tom and whispered, "I did once. That's what got me into this mess." With that Tiger died. Envyheart spat on his body, red eyes blazing. She spun around as Coal began wailing. Furious, she lashed out with a razor- sharp claw, leaving Coal with a mouse-tail deep wound that extended from the tip of her ear to the end of her tail, and instantly killed one of her unnamed kits. The only surving kit, an ivory white one. Let out a gaping yawn showing four large white fangs. "She will be known as Fang," Envyheart noted as she left the den, picking up the two bodies that lay on the nursery floor. "I will get revenge," promised Coal, "Or if I don't you will." Fang closed her eyes, unaware of the burden her mother just placed on her.

 Part 3   A few moons later 

Fangs eyes fluttered open at her leaders call. "Fang!" Envyheart screeched, "Get up NOW!" Jumping to attention Fang leapt out of her nest. "Sorry Envyheart, evilest of all evils," she recited wearily. Envyheart whipped around and snarled at the helpless learner. "I am not evil, I just do what's right for the rouges," she screeched storming off. "Try telling that to all the cats you've murdered," Fang challenged under her breath so Envyheart didn't hear her. Fang padded up to her teacher Stone. "Can we go hunting?" Fang asked. "No," Stone grunted. "Can we put down scents?" "No." "Can we do anything?" "No, get lost," the grumpy deputy replied. "Go kill a kittypet or something! Just leave me to sleep!" Obeying her teacher Fang set off in search of something to kill. Fang didn't like killing, but she must remain loyal to Envyheart until her last breath. She was walking along the border that was shared with EarthClan and the kittypet place she caught a scent on her side of the border. Curious Fang edged closer. She caught the EarthClan scent and her nose wrinkled, 'but,' she thought, 'I bet they're not too keen on our scent either.' The EarthClan tom was stalking a squirrel, on their side of the border. Fuming she set of at a quick march to sort out the trespassing tom. Fang moved past a few flowers a bit too fast and they rustled. The golden tom sensing someone was there, called out, "Who's there? I'm not afraid of you!" Fang pressed close to the bushes, she unsheathed her ivory white claws from her ivory white paws and leapt. Letting out a battle cry she landed on the toms back she shredded his fur and caught some skin feeling blood pumping through her claws. "Stop! Stop!" cried the flame coloured tom. Fang sheathed her claws and sat down to lick her ruffled chest fur. "I'm Flamepaw," the tom offered. "I'm Fang," she meowed suddenly overcome with shyness. There came a loud calling and Flamepaw meowed suddenly, "I have to go!" Darting forwards he touched Fang on the nose and was gone.

 Part 4 

Fangs eyes fluttered open. She awoke to Envyheart screeching, "FANG! Get up NOW!" It was just like an ordinary day. 'But it's NOT!' she reminded herself. "Envyheart?" she asked cautiously, "Can I go hunting?" Envyheart sniffed, "Yes, go along the EarthClan border." 'Yes!' thought Fang. She raced along the EarthClan border until.. She was greeted by Flamepaw. He was purring so hard that his pelt was shaking! He touched noses with Fang and gushed, "Guess what? I'm a warrior! You have to call me Flamepelt now." Flamepelts eyes lit up. Fang took a deep breath. "Now for my news," she started, "I'm a full rouge now, and um.. well, I" Flame pelt nosed her flank, "It's ok. I understand if you want a mate in your own clan, i mean gang." "Flamepelt!" Exclaimed Fang slightly aspirated, "I'm expecting kits!" "What? I mean, wow! I mean I love you!" Flamepelt pressed his body next to Fangs and licked her ear. "But what will you do once their born? You know for a fact that Envyheart will kill any half-clan kits!" Flamepelt started to sound panicky. "It's ok, I plan to leave the rouges once they're born."

Then Envyheart stepped silently, her red eyes blazing, out of the bushes where she had been hiding. . ..

 Part 5 

"An EarthClan cat? And a Deathly Rouge? Alone? Together?" Envyheart recalled saying a very similar thing before and she didn't like it. Hissing, she sprang onto Flamepelt and lifted one jet black paw onto his golden neck. "Fang..." started Flamepelt, "I Love . . .You!" "NOO!" Screeched Fang and she leapt onto her unsuspecting leaders back. Fang clawed at Envyheart until she felt blood trickling through her claws but she carried on only stopping when Envyheart released Flamepelt. Flamepelt raced back to his territory sending one last glance at Fang. "I love you!" cried Fang tears spilling down her cheeks for she knew that going against Envyheart was punishable by death.

Back at camp

Envyheart gathered the rouges. Fang sat at the base of the meeting rock, her head hanging. "Fang has broken the rules of the rouges by not only meeting with a cat from the clans. She is expecting his KITS!" Envyheart spat out the last word like it tasted of mouse bile. Shocked gasps echoed around the gathered cats. Fang had been popular, especially with some of the toms. Fang sent apologetic looks to them. One of the toms, Rock stepped up to Fang. He raised his claw and slashed Fang across the face leaving a deep wound. "I gave you my love and you turned me down for some EarthClan SCUM!" "Ahem." Started Envyheart. "Going against the rouges is punishable by bannishment, but." Envyheart paused for effect, "As I was about to finish off the EarthClan scum . . ." "Flamepelt! His name's Flamepelt." Burst out Fang. Stone lunged forward and slit through her ear and down her back. Fang writhed in agony and tears spilled onto her paws, or was it blood? Fang wasn't sure. "Now where was I..?" Envyheart asked herself, "Oh yes, as I was about to finish of the EarthClan scum," "Flamepelt," Envyheart ignored Fangs interruption. "This little back-stabber comes and pummles my back until I let go. And that," Envyheart paused again, "Is punishable by death." Several cats cheered. Envyheart smiled smugly. Coal stayed very still and very quiet. Fang sobbed to herself. "Then mine shall be an innocent death, for even you, Evnyheart, as evil as you are cannot truly stamp out true love for it will relight and flare once again." Fang boldly announced, cowering as Stone lunged forwards again. "And I shall not go to the Dark forest as all of you will when your time comes, I shall go to StarClan and await my dearest Flamepelt so we can be together forever." A tear slid down her cheek and Envyhearts eyes lit up at the sight of Fangs blood pooling at her paws.

My True Love

<p style="text-align: center"> This is Flamepaw/pelts version of part 3 and 4 of An Innocent death

<p style="text-align: center"> By Sundazzle

<p style="text-align: center"> This won't be as long... I hope.. I do have a life...

 Part 1 

Flamepaws eyes fluttered open and his jaws opened in a gaping yawn. He licked his lips and stretched his stiff limbs. Flamepaw padded out of the apprentice den and sat down, looking for his mentor, Flowerstar. She was sharing a rabbit with the clan deputy, Mudclaw. "Umm.. Flowerstar can we go training?" he asked slightly stuttering, being around the clan leader was always daunting for him. "Not now…But if you want you can go hunting and I'll catch up with you." It wasn't a question. Flamepaw dipped his head and went bounding out of camp. He was walking along the border that was shared with the Deathly Rouges and the kittypet Scents were drifting from the kitty-pet place. Flamepaw wrinkled up his nose in distaste. He caught a scent on the other side of the border. Curious Flamepaw edged closer. He kept on going and before he knew it he was on the other side of the border. The EarthClan tom spotted a fat squirrel and went down into the hunters crouch. Flamepaw heard some leaves rustle and the squirrel darted up the nearest tree. Sensing someone was there he called, "Who's there? I'm not afraid of you!" Flamepaw thought he saw a flash of ivory white before he felt something on his back, shredding his fur and flesh. When he felt blood pumping out of his back he gave up. "Stop! Stop!" he cried. The ivory she-cat wasn't much older than him and she sheathed her claws and sat down the lick her ruffled chest fur. Flamepaw noted the hard muscles under her thin ivory pelt and admired her courage, he was nearly twice the size of her! "I'm Flamepaw," He found himself saying. "I'm Fang," the she-cat meowed sounding quite shy. There came a loud calling and Flamepaw thought that he heard Flowerstar, he meowed to Fang, "I have to go!" Darting forwards he touched Fang on the nose, leaving her speechless and was gone.

 Part 2  Flamepaw awoke. He yawned and stepped quietly out of the apprentices den. It was still dark out but there was hushed whispers coming from outside, the dawn patrol must be setting off. Thought Flamepaw to himself. "Can I go?" he asked padding up to Mudclaw. "I don't see why not," she answered with a smile and flicking his ear tip with her tail she ordered the other cats into two border patrols and one hunting. When Flamepaw was put in the patrol for The Deathly Rouges his heart leapt into his mouth, maybe he'd see Fang! It was three nights since he met Fang and every night since he'd been waiting by the border. Waiting to smell her sweet smell, waiting to hear her voice. 'I'm NOT obsessed' he told himself walking next to Mudclaw on patrol, 'I just love her.' It was simple, It didn't matter that she was a Deathly Rouge and he was a clan cat. Not one bit. "FANG!" Screeched a loud obnoxious voice. Mudclaw was on guard immediately. "Envyheart," she whispered. Then a black she-cat with red eyes poked her nose out of a bush on the other side of the border. Flamepaw thought back to what he had been told about her, the things that she had done were horrifying, used to scare kits into staying in camp. Behind the red eyed cat was another black cat, but her eyes were almost kind? Flamepaw searched for the cat he had hoped to see. 'There she is!' he exclaimed to himself as the ivory white she-cat stepped out from behind the kind eyed black. Fang looked at him and smiled. She mouthed "Twilight" Flamepaw nodded once and looked at Mudclaw who meowed big and bold. "Envyheart. We come not to fight although you have brought a fighting force, EarthClan will not fight you today but trespass again and feel our claws." A shiver crawled down Flamepaws back but Envyheart laughed mockingly and slashed her claws once menacingly. "Cowards," she muttered just loud enough for them to hear. "EarthClan, back to camp!" commanded Mudclaw. Flamepaw franticly looked for the piercing blue eyes that were looking for his. Meeting Fangs gaze he held it for a fraction of a second before he was whisked away by Mudclaw.

 Part 3 

Just before twilight Flamepaw went hunting. He'd asked Flowerstar permission to leave camp for 'hunting'. He padded towards the border, sat down next to a leafless tree and waited. It wasn't long before he scented the very cat that made his heart lurch. It was Fang! She walked forwards with a slight limp and blood was dripping from one ear. "Are you okay?" Flamepaw asked worriedly. "This?" Fang flicked her tail up towards her ear. "We were practising fighting. Surly you learn to fight!" "Yes." Flamepaw meowed defiantly, "Just claws sheathed, thats all." Fang shivered and Flamepaw sat next to her carefully licking the deep cut with soothing rasping strokes. He was surrprised that even though she was a young cat, she had a lot of scars. "We don't have a wadda call 'em...Medicine cat," Fang explained carefully. "It's care for yourself and Envyheart only." Fangs eyes clouded with emoton and Flamepaw felt an urge to lie down next to the pretty she-cat and just forget everything, the clans, Envyheart and most importantly their differences. 'Is this love?' He asked himself settling down next to Fang and continuesly licking one scar that extended from her sholder to the opposited hind leg. He found Fangs eyes were closing due to his soothing tounge and he closed his eyes. Breathing deeply he lost himself into the warm comfortable body beside him.

 Part 4 

Flamepaw padded into camp, he had spent all night out of camp and it was now sunrise. The sweet smell of Fang still hung around him and he inhaled deeply. Junipertail, the clan medicine cat calmly walked up to him. "Flamepaw," She started, "I need to talk to you." Confused Flamepaw followed her. "Flamepaw, you have been going out of camp quite a lot recently, is there a reason for this?" Her blue eyes compelling him to say something. "Have you been meeting with a member of another clan?" She pressed again. "Not exactly," He whispered, for his throat had gone bone dry and he couldn't do much else. "Not exactly? So they're not in a clan? Well, you don't stink of kittypet…but you do smell of …" She gasped, "THE DEATHLY ROUGES? Do you understand how serious this is?" she questioned. "I couldn't help it." Defended Flamepaw. "I love her." Junipertail sighed, and disappeared off somewhere. Flamepaw went over to the fresh kill pile and picked up a blackbird. It hung limp in his mouth as he carried it to his favourite eating spot. Lying down he carefully began to eat it. A shadow loomed over him and he looked up to see a very, very angry Flowerstar. "Is it true?" she asked her usually calm blue eyes looked smouldering and she pronounced each word detached and hard. Looking straight into her eyes he meowed defiantly, "Yes it is." Flowerstar hung her head. "Then from this day onwards you will not be allowed out of camp unless accompanied by me or Mudclaw, you won't be allowed to leave camp for two moons starting today and for all of that time you will be caring for the elders. Do you understand?" Flamepaw saw his leader was serious and hanging his head he meowed, "I understand but please let me just see her one last time, to explain things." His blue eyes pleaded. "Go on then, but you have until sunhigh, then I'll come looking." she warned. Flamepaw raced off to find Fang. It wasn't hard, and he greeted her with a sad smile. "What's wrong?" She asked concerned. "Flowerstar found out. I'm never allowed to see you again." he reported sorrowfully. "I'll always love you Flamepaw." "And I you." Flamepaw felt the sun on his back and he realised, sadly, that this was the last time he would see Fang. Quickly, he darted forwards and touched noses with her, just like the first time they met. And with tears in his eyes Flamepaw turned away.

 Part 5 

4 moons later

"I, Flowerstar leader of EarthClan call upon my Warrior ancestors to look down upon this apprentice, he has trained hard to learn the ways of your noble code, although however hard it was and I commend him to you as a warrior in his turn. Flamepaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and defend this clan even at the cost of your life?" "I do," Flamepaw meowed instantly. "Then by the power of StarClan I give you your warrior name. Flamepaw, from this moment on you will be known as Flamepelt. StarClan honours your willpower and loyalty to the Clan and we welcome you as a full member of the clan." Flamepelt felt the whole clan stare at him. It wasn't a secret that he had loved a member of the Deathly Rouges but, unknown to them, he still loved her and he wasn't ready to let her go. "You will sit vigil tonight and the in the morning you can go hunting when the sun rises, on your own." She added. "Thanks Flowerstar!" Exclaimed Flamepelt. Flamepelt settled down and ruffled his fur against the cold wind. The next morning at dawn Flamepelt padded out of camp, he followed the EarthClan scent trail to the Deathly Rouges border and gave a low call. "Fang!" It was a quiet whisper but it was heard and a quiet, "Flamepaw!" was heard by Flamepelt in response. Flamepelt managed to whisper, "Dawn." Before he scented Envyheart and whisked back onto his own territory. In a much brighter mood, he caught a squirrel and a starling. Heading back to camp with a happy smile on his face, he bumped into Mudclaw. She gave him a stern look and carefully watched as he walked into camp then snorting she left the EarthClan sanctuary. The next morning at exactly the same time Flamepelt headed out of camp and towards the border. He arrived there before fang so he lay down and began washing his chest fur. Then he felt his heart stop beating for a moment and fang bounded forwards. Purring so hard that his pelt was shaking, he touched noses with her. Gushing he meowed, "Guess what? I'm a warrior! You have to call me Flamepelt now." Flamepelts felt his eyes light up. Fang took a deep breath. "Now for my news," she started, "I'm a full rouge now, and um.. well, I" Flamepelt sighed he had realised this might happen during his ban from leaving the camp. he nosed her flank, "It's ok. I understand if you want a mate in your own clan, I mean gang." "Flamepelt!" Exclaimed Fang slightly exasperated, "I'm expecting kits!" "What? I mean, wow! I mean I love you!" Flamepelt was shocked he pressed his body next to Fangs and licked her ear. "But what will you do once their born? You know for a fact that Envyheart will kill any half-clan kits!" Flamepelt meowed panicking. "It's ok, I plan to leave the rouges once they're born." Flamepelt let out the breath he had been subconsciously holding.

Then Envyheart stepped silently, her red eyes blazing, out of the bushes where she had been hiding. ..

 Part 6 

Flamepelt stepped protectively in front of Fang and in a hushed whisper gave encouragement. "An EarthClan cat? And a Deathly Rouge? Alone? Together?" Envyhearts voice screeched through Flamepelt, making him shiver. "Don't worry," Whispered Flamepelt, and then Envyheart leapt onto him with a hiss. The next thing Flamepelt knew was Envyheart on him, one jet black paw, claws unsheathed, on his neck. Envyheart pressed a bit harder and Flamepelt felt blood fall onto the ground. His blood. "Fang..." started Flamepelt, "I Love . . .You!" "NOO!" Screamed Fang and leapt onto her unsuspecting leaders back. Flamepelt heard blood dripping but he closed his eyes and was unsure whose blood it was. Suddenly Envyheart let go and Flamepelt raced back to the EarthClan border, looking back at Fang once. "I love you!" She cried with tears spilling down her face.

Flamepelt raced back to camp. "She's going to kill her!" He exclaimed slightly out of breath and with tears in his eyes. Flowerstar shook her head, "Who?" She asked puzzled. "Envyhearts going to kill Fang!" Flamepelt knew he was on the verge of tears. "Flamepelt, don't tell me that you've been visiting the Deathly Rouges. Again." Flowerstar lectured. "I couldn't help it. And she's expecting my kits." He admitted. "Flamepelt," Flowerstar started, "Those of us in love do drastic things. I know I have, but at this moment, I know I frowned upon this Fang, but go to her, go and see what is happening." Flamepelt ran like he'd never ran before and crept up onto the Deathly Rouges camp. All the Rouges were there, it seemed like a kind of meeting. Envyheart was speaking, "Now where was I..?" She asked herself, "Oh yes, as I was about to finish of the EarthClan scum," "Flamepelt." Envyheart seemed to ignore Fangs interruption, and Flamepelt felt his heart lurch, she was still alive! "This little back-stabber comes and pummels my back until I let go. And that," Envyheart paused again, "Is punishable by death." Flamepelt gulped and sobbed. Several cats cheered. Flamepelt hissed at them, very quietly. "Then mine shall be an innocent death, for even you, Envyheart, as evil as you are cannot truly stamp out true love for it will relight and flare once again." Fang boldly announced, and Flamepelt felt that now he knew why he loved Fang, and she loved him. "And I shall not go to the Dark forest as all of you will when your time comes, I shall go to StarClan and await my dearest Flamepelt so we can be together forever." A tear slid down her cheek and Flamepelt whispered so quietly, that even he wasn't sure he did say it, "I'll dream of you every day. And I'll think of you every minute, you'll always be on my mind."

Just An Ordinary She-Cat -

This is Flowerstars' story. She was a warrior called Flowerpelt. The clan deputy was Wolfpelt.

I have tried a different style of writing. Please comment.

I groaned as the smell of fresh kill wafted up my nose. With my mouth watering I sat down and bit into the mouse. It was tough and stringy but in the height of leafbare it tasted delicious. I licked my lips and devoured half of the mouse, a presence at my shoulder made me jump. "Hello Flowerpelt, is that half a mouse for me?" It was Wolfpelt, the EarthClan deputy. He spoke in such a calm gentle voice that I didn't trust myself to speak, so I nodded. He shook his head and licked my cheek. Sighing, I looked at him he smiled. "Flowerpelt…" He started but I placed my tail over his mouth. Looking into his eyes I returned his smile and laid next to him, giving him warmth. He devoured the mouse almost as fast as I did. While he was eating I was thinking. I was just a warrior, with no chance of ever getting anywhere. Wolfpelt on the other hand was clan deputy and very handsome. Finishing the mouse he licked his lips and put his head on one side, looking at me. The sun was setting and the rest of the clan was gathering, sharing tongues together. Wolfpelt looked at me seeking permission. I nodded and he licked my shoulder, in return I started washing the fur matted on the back of his neck. "Flowerpelt, I think I need to tell you that, that I well…" Wolfpelt was cut off by an EarthClan warrior Honeylove. "Wolfpelt! There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere!" "I'll be right back," Wolfpelt promised me...

3 and a half moons later

I screamed. Wolfpelt was beside me. He licked my head. The medicine cat was reassuring me. It all happened very quickly then. The wall of the nursery fell down revealing a large black and white WaterClan tom. I felt a kit push it's way through and Wolfpelt stood up and hissed, his fur on it's end. I screamed again as I splattered with blood. I wasn't sure of whose, not until I saw the tom lying on the floor covered in blood. He suddenly roused and bit up into Wolfpelts neck. It all seemed to go in slow motion. I screamed as another kit pushed it's way out. Wolfpelt met my eyes and I saw the despair in them. He mouthed something, I think he said, "I love you." Wolfpelt fell to the floor. I screamed again. The tom cat, with blood falling from his wound, reached over to where my to kits were suckling and swiped a large claw over them. With sudden anger I stood up on shaky legs and lunged at him. He was bowled over and didn't get up. I bent to sniff my kits, one of them let out a small squeak, but apart from that they were silent. Worriedly, I nosed them but they stayed unmoving. Letting out a wail of grief, I lay next to the bodies of my beloved Wolfpelt and my kits who hadn't even been named.

Part 3

I lay there for I don't know how long. I was found by my best friend, Mudclaw. She was covered in cobwebs, she had obiously fought a good battle. "There you are!" She exclaimed we have all been serching for you and Wolfpelt. We thought that you had run away together." I tryed to reply, but it hurt to much to admit that Wolfpelt, my darling Wolfpelt, was dead. The thought of saying it out loud made me feel like some cat was tearing me to shreads from the inside. Gulping down air I pointed my head to the shadowy figure of Wolfpelt on the nursery. A cry rose in my throat, tears rolled down my cheeks and I sobbed quietly to myself. I heard Mudclaw leave the den and return with the Clan Leader. "Flowerpelt?" I looked up into the compelling eyes of my Clan Leader. "I understand that you are upset about the tragic loss of your mate and kits. But will you consider this offer?" He had caught my attenetion. I nodded slowly. "Will you be my deputy?" I burst. Tears flew everywhere and I burried my nose into the fur of the still corpse of Wolfpelt. "Why me? I'm nothing special, I didn't desevere Wolfpelt. He needed someone else. Thats why he died. StarClan never ment for us to be together. And I shouldn't take his place. I'm nothing special. I'm just an ordinary she-cat!"

A Rogue is Born-

A pale yellow pelt flashed by Artemis. Not again! She pounced and brought her enemy down quickly. Her brother, Apollo, struggled up. "Stop it, Artemis! I want to play, not get killed by you!" Soon I will kill you, Artemis thought. Ever since their fourth moon, which was three dawns ago, Apollo had done nothing but play, play, play! She liked him better when he was asleep. And their mother, Regal, did nothing. She just told Greek myths about them- Artemis hunting, Apollo playing music. Stupid stuff for Twoleg kits! Regal reminded Apollo, "Artemis the Huntress never plays. And she's not one to work by day, either." Artemis had had it. She was not just doing everything she wanted to because the Twoleg weirdo did it! She spat at her mother, "I am not a stupid goddess! Just because I don't play anything does not mean I am acting like stupid Twolegs. It's because Apollo and his stupid games are stupid stupid STUPID! And I want to hunt because that Twoleg food is disgusting!" Her mother purred. "See what I mean? Artemis is grumpy when her brother rules the sky." Frustrated, Artemis laid her head on her paws and worked out her plan for revenge.

Always be yourself... 12:44, March 22, 2012 (UTC)Five moons later. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ..

Artemis's plan was serious. It was simple, really. First, she'd kill Apollo in a fight while their mother slept, thinking that Artemis was finally playing with him. She always slept in the yard on a chair while Artemis sat in the shade and Apollo entertained himself, so Artemis would kill him and say, "Look, mother! A bad cat attacked us and Apollo's not moving!" If her plan worked, Regal would really think that some random cat killed him, and always would faint when strong emotion hit her, so while she blacked out, Artemis would kill her. A simple plan and a simple getaway- Artemis had been told stories of rouges in the forest, so the body of her mother would be a good sacrifice for them. Her day came the day she was nine moons. She hadn't gotten a collar yet (whew!), and neither had Apollo, and this was her only chance for revenge. Of course, Regal fell asleep, exhausted, in the grass. Apollo never gave up asking her to play, so she accepted. He looked a little shocked, but she mewed casually, "What, Artemis in the myths never grows up. I guess before I am ten moons I have to play!" He took it hook, line, and sinker. Apollo was having fun, then he gave Artemis her chance. "Help me!" Apollo mocked, purring. Artemis got right in his face. "You're not going to get any help," she mewed coldly, "because I'm the only one here. And I'm going to kill you." And she did, biting Apollo's throat. To prepare, she covered his pelt in the blood, washed the stuff on her claws off, and gave herself a few scratches to make it look like a cat had really attacked her. Then she woke up Regal. "Mother! Come quick! A big mean tabby cat was attacking us and we couldn't yowl enough to wake you up and Apollo isn't moving!" Artemis was such a little actress. Regal took it like Apollo did- she fell for it. Before long, Regal was on the ground, stricken with grief. Artemis bit her throat, too, and dragged her under the fence and through the woods until she found the rouges. "I am Envyheart. What do you want?" Artemis laid Regal's body on the ground. "I am Artemis. This is my mother's body, an offering to join your rouges."

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<p style="text-align: center">Nothing Can Come Between Us

<p style="text-align: center">By Hawkpelt

The full moon glimmered in the sky as a small white shape carefully made its way down a rock face. Across from the rock face was a river. Standing on the other side of the river was the form of a cat. A cat called Quickclaw. Quickclaw paced restlessly, back and forth. When he heard a sound in the bushes on the opposite side of the river, he stopped; ears perked. Quickclaw watched as a white form of another cat gently slipped from the bush. He purred with pleasure as he watched a she-cat's graceful form slip into the river and swiftly swim to the other bank. "Quickclaw? She whispered hesitantly. "Sky! he purred excitedly and bounded over to her. "Oh, Quickclaw,'' she murmured, her eyes filled with worry, "So many thing have been going on in the tribe. And sometimes I'm not even sure I can keep our secret. Whenever cats say 'Where have you been' or, 'You were out late' I get all crazy and now they're suspicious. Oh, Quickclaw. What can I do? Our lives are so, so different. Our ancestors are different. Our-'' Quickclaw laid his tail gently over her mouth, "We may not know everything now but I promise you, when I join StarClan and you join the Tribe of Peacefull Sleep we will find a way to be together. Until then the only thing that matters is that we are together He reached forward, nuzzled her muzzle, and let out a rumbling purr. Sky returned the purr. Quickclaw laid down on the soft earth and Sky curled up next to him. "We can't go on like this, she murmured. "What do you mean? "We can't keep sneaking out, someone is gonna find out, she rolled on her back and gazed at the stars, " and it doesn't feel right. Sneaking out to see each other. Sometimes I wish they knew. Quickclaw said nothing and just rolled to his back. They laid there until the sun started to rise, turning the sky a beautiful crimson color. Quickclaw raised his head. He heard the sound of the approaching dawn patrol. "Sky, he whispered, you have to go, the dawn patrol is coming. She wearily raised her head, "Remember what I said Quickclaw, a sad look came into her eyes, "we can't go on like this. She nuzzled Quickclaw and quickly slipped into the river and on to the opposite side. Quickclaw sighed as he watched her beautiful form slipped from the river and disappeared in the bushes. He stretched his tired muscles and bounded off towards the sound of the patrol.

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Quickclaw paced restlessly in front of the warriors den. It had been moons since he had seen Sky. He went to the river every time they were supposed to meet, but she never came. I'll try tonight, he thought sadly, ''one last time. '' So when every cat was asleep he silently crept away from the camp. When he neared the river, he broke into a run. When he reached the river, he scanned the opposite bank, hoping to see Sky's graceful form slip from the bush. His breath caught in his throat when he saw a white shape leap from the bush, into the river. Sky!, He thought excitedly. But when Sky emerged from the river, he was surprised to see anger and cold hatred in her eyes. "Sky? he mewed hesitantly, but the breath was knocked out of him as Sky leaped on him. "How dare EarthClan! she spat. "W- w- w- what? he stammered. "Your Clan stole one of our kits," she screeched. "What?, Quickclaw growled, shocked, " We did not! Oh no. His eyes widened in horror as something came to his mind. He pushed Sky off and gazed at the other side of the river. To his horror, there were three cats standing there. "Sky, he murmured, "We didn't steal a kit. They found out, so they lied to make you mad at me, he lowered his eyes, "and they followed you. He glanced at Sky to see a look of shock and hatred as she watched the cats make their way across the river, "Did you tell them? She turned to him. "No! she meowed, shocked. Sky bowed her head when she realized it was the Healer, Sayer of the Holy truth, and her most trusted cats. "Sky where Eagles Soar,'' Truthsayer started, " you must stop seeing this cat. It is distracting you. The whole tribe now knows. Sky bowed her head and the Healer turned to Quickclaw, "You must stop seeing her too. That is and order, to both of you. Her eyes seemed to say 'Challenge me!' "But I love Quickclaw! Sky blurted and stood next to Quickclaw, "and I will not leave him. Truthsayer gazed at the twosome, "Quickclaw, take us to your camp. I must speak with your leader and deal with you two.'' Quickclaw sighed miserably and got up. "Follow me, he muttered. Soon they arrived at the EarthClan camp. Quickclaw was surprised to see Flowerstar and the deputy, Mudclaw sitting in the center of the camp, waiting. Calmly, the Flowerstar stood up and motioned for the Truthsayer to speak with her in her den. They talked all night and by dawn, the whole clan was awake, and whispering. Quickclaw raised his head proudly, ignoring the whispers and taunts. Sky sulkily gazed at her paws. A sudden movement at the den had all the Clan's attention. Truthsayer poked her head out and said, "Quickclaw, Sky, come, and she disappeared into the den. Quickclaw and Sky quickly got up and darted into the den. Inside the Truthsayer and Flowerstat looked up. Flowerstar stood up and spoke. "This is what we have decided: you are forbidden to see each other, so that way you can remain Tribe and Quickclaw can stay in my Clan. And Quickclaw,'' she added, "Remember, you broke the warrior code doing this. So you will be punished. Anyway, do you agree to stop seeing each other?'' Before Sky could say anything Quickclaw stood up, "I don't care if I'm breaking the warrior code. Any way it says 'Clan' not 'Tribe','' he stared at the two leaders, "I refuse. I love Sky with my heart and I will do anything for her. Even leave my Clan. Sky, what do you think?'' "I agree with Quickclaw, she murmured. A sad look came into the Flowerstar's eyes, "Then you must leave. "Then I will. Nothing can come between our love. Not the warrior code. Not StarClan. Not the Tribe of Peaceful Sleep. Nothing,'' he raised his head proudly, turned with Sky at his side, and left the den. Their tails twined as they trotted across the camp together. Happiness filled Quickclaw. Now they would no longer have to sneak out to see each other. They never had to worry about someone finding out. They were together. Whatever happened out there, they would face it together. Forever.

<p style="text-align: center">Shadow

<p style="text-align: center">By Flametail

<p style="text-align: center">Chapter One: An Unwanted Guest

Shadow crouched low in her tiny bush carefully licking the wounds she'd recieved during her latest fight. She sighed, glowering at the deep gash in her shoulder.

That's going to leave a scar, she thought. Carefully she applied the glob of cobweb she'd collected; though all the other fighters bore thier wounds proudly she saw no point in letting the wound get infected.

The she-cat sighed again stared distantly out into the clearing. A late day mist had shrouded the ground and she could see frost beginning to coat the leaves of her shrub.

"Its going to be a cold night," she muttered. The patrol had already left and, thankfully, Shadow had been given a break till morning.

She padded over to her makeshift nest abd curled up, waiting for peaceful sleep to come.

It never did, at least not the peaceful kind.

Instead of the bright colors and blurred shapes Shadow usually saw in her dreams, when the she-cat finally drifted off she was met with an unending darkness. Shadow wanted to scream she'd never experienced dark like this before. It was a living, breathing, all-consuming shadow unlike anything she'd ever seen. It took the thoughts from her head, the shrieks from her mouth, her soul from her body. And just when she thought she would lose herself in it, she awoke.

Shadow jerked upright; standing shakily; her eyes still closed. But this movement only confused her more. Now capable of coherent thought she realized she should have hit the roof of her tiny bush with that motion. Her eyes snapped open.

She wasn't in her den.

She was in a clearing scattered with trees. The stars shone above, much closer than they shoud be. The scents that surrounded her weren't normal at all, they were different, otherworldly.

A cat stood facing her a few fox-lengths away. He wasn't of Shadow's world either.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Shadow growled, bewildered. She stared at the star-furred cat with a mixture of awe and fear.

"I am Gorsefur" the cat said calmly. Shadow hissed. That was a clan name! This was a clan cat! He continued as if not noticing her hostility. "And all I wish to do is talk."

"Why would I talk to you, you filthy clan cat?" Shadow hissed, but there was genuine curiousity in her voice, the strange, glowing cat had piqued her interest. And there was something about him, something familiar.

"You wouldn't recognize me," he sounded sad now. "We met long ago, and not in the best way." He tried to chuckle there but it came out as a mournful warbled croak. His words sounded rehearsed, as if he'd been practicing them for a long time.

He inhaled, as if readying himself. The clan cat looked Shadow directly in the eye and said in a wavering voice, "I killed your family."

Shadow just stared at him, dumb-founded. Inside her thoughts were raging. ''What does he mean? Is this the cat? The cat who caused me so much pain? The one who wrecked my life?'' Something clicked in her head. That face!

It looked so different from the way it used to be, but the simularity was still there. There was no blood-lust in this face, there was wisdom where there had once been youth in his eyes, but it was still the face.

A rage filled Shadow. She saw the faces of her mom and brother the ones she had buried deep in her mind, the ones she had forgotten.

Grief over-whelmed her and she shrieked it out in a battle cry. She prepared to lunge at the cat, to smite him, to finally end him, and maybe with him, her grief and emptiness, but she stopped.

The cat wasn't standing there, ready to fight her to the death, he was on the ground. His paws were covered over his eyes and his body shook.

The cat was crying. "It was an accident!" He sobbed. "I never wanted to kill anyone! I was a young, foolish cat, I'd just become a warrior. I was on a patrol and I caught a scent." He sniffed. "It was a loners scent. I wanted to show off, I followed it. I was just doing my duty. I chased them to the border, I thought, but the cliff, the cliff..." He sobbed.

Shadow slumped against a tree. She felt tears film her eyes. She couldn't kill this cat, not like this. The burning that had drove her for so long had died. She was empty, purposeless. Killing this mortified cat wouldn't help her at all.

"You probably want to end me," Gorsefur sniffed. He stood up. "And I would let you, but, the thing is, i'm already dead." Shadow only glanced at him. She'd thought as much. She'd heard rumors of Starclan but had belittled anything the clan cats believed in, because...the thought struck her. She couldn't finish that sentence anymore.

"I came to apologize" The dead cat meowed gently. "It may not help you to know this, but your family is in a good place now." For a split second Shadow was filled with hope. Maybe she did have a purpose, maybe there was a chance she' see them again...no, she thought bitterly, he's probably lying. Why should she listen to the cat that killed her dreams and now had only come back to stamp them into the ground and throw sand on the wounds she'd been nurturing.

"Take me back," she muttered.

"Shadow I-"

"Take me back!" she screamed. Tears soaked her fur. "I don't want to listen to your lies any longer," she sobbed. "Just take me back."

But Shadow could never go back. She'd never be the way she was before, not ever.

And then she was there, chilled to the bone in her cramped little nest.

Shadow curled into a ball and cried. she cried for her family, she cried for her nutshell of a life, for her shattered dreams, She cried for the past and the present, but mostly she cried for the future. For what could a cat do when it had no purpose?

<p style="text-align: center">Fight

(This chapter is the fight thread done from Shadow's view. This isn't how I first intended it to be and I modified Shadow's attitude a bit, but this is kinda how it ended up.)

The time had come. She couldn't stay here any longer. Without the drive for bloodlust that had fueled her for so long their cause was pointless, empty. They did what they did out of prejdudice and fear. She couldn't support that anymore.

There was just one thing she had to do first. The fight, she had to fight Envyheart. Shadow didn't know why but something inside her told her she had to become a warrior before she left. Slowly she headed for the training hollow, where Shadow knew she'd find Envyheart there watching the brawing cats. A few cats turned to stare at her as she passed, maybe they noticed something different about her walk, or maybe she just had bed-head. It didn't matter. Shadow didn't care about what they thought anymore. She gathered herself then strutted boldly into the training hollow.

Envyheart crept out of the shadows like a ghost. Her blood-red eyes smoldered into the younger cat. "Are you ready to fight me?" she demanded.

Shadow didn't trust herself to speak. She simply slunk towards Envyheart. Then Envyheart lunged. Shadow stood her ground ready to meet the large cat with claws flying...for about a split second. Intsinct forced Shadow to roll sideways.

What am I doing? She screamed to herself. This cat's too big for me! She ducked under Envyheart as she careened towards her a second time. I should have just left right away, maybe I still can...

"Are you going to fight or dance?" Envyheart mocked. "Attack you coward!"

Shadow snarled and lept at Envyheart, but the stealthy cat side-stepped and raked her claws down Shadows side. She shrieked with fury and bit at Envyheart's legs.

The two cats inflicted many wounds upon each-other before they finally broke apart. Though Envyheart's wounds had already started to heal, both cats were panting heavily. Shadow prepared to fight again but Envyheart had gotten up out of her crouch.

"Well done," she growled proudly. Shadow fought back a rude retort. The battle had left her surly. "ALL CATS UNDER ME GATHER HERE FOR AN ANNOUNCEMENT!" Envyheart yowled. "SHADOW IS READY TO BECOME A FIGHTER. SHE SUCCEDED IN COMBAT AGAINST ME! SHADOW I WECOME YOU AS A WARRIOR!" Envyheart sliced a gash right above Shadow's left eye, marking her as a fighter and her property...

...''Ouch...Was that nessacary? Shadow held her head high then dropped it, fiegning exhuastion, (not that hard since she actually was'' really tired. She turned and headed back in the way to her den, ready to get out of here.

"Yay, she did it!" Shadow stopped. That was strange. She didn't recognize the voice and a rouge never sounded that enthusiastic about ''anything. ''

She turned. A lot of rouges were staring at this cat. "What?" the cat made the remark sound surly and defensive at the same time. It was quite amusing. Suddenly it turned and darted into the woods.

Several of the surrounding cats hissed. "Clan cat!" Envy heart had bolted after her into the woods. Curious, Shadow followed.

She heard muffled voices and then, "...an apprentice too, they taste much better than those filthy warriors..."

''What's Envyheart talking about? It's just an apprentice, how could it hurt them? What did she do wrong? ''These qeustions raced through her head as Shadow ran through the woods, she had to stop her. She crashed through the last set of bushes. There was the cat. She hung from Blood's jaws and Envyheart was approaching them.

"STOP IT!" Shadow yowled, angry. She barreled into the massive apprentice forcing him to drop the she-cat. The cat scuttled away. Envyheart hadn't even glanced at Blood. She didn't care.

I stared up at the cat I had feared and respected for so long. She was nothing more than a rat. A filthy, mangy animal that always came back no matter how many times you try to kill it. A big, cat-sized rat.

"Run!" Shadow yowled as she grappled with Blood. But Envy heart had backed her into a tree. The cat hissed and climbed up it.

How's that supposed to help, Shadow thought, She's a rat not a dog, she'll just climb after you. But apperantly the thought of having to scramble up a tree to get her meal didn't amuse her. Envyheart cackled and slunk into the bushes. Shadow sighed. ''This cat was lucky, I was lucky. Envyheart must have something else to do for the time being. The other cats are sure to come soon though and I'm not sure how they'd fancy meeting a clan cat and a traitor in the same place. ''

"You should get out of that tree," Shadow growled. "Before the others show up." She crept off in the opposite direction, heading away from the Deathly Rouges.

She howled, waiting for an answer. All there was, was the hiss of a snake, and the rattling trees in the breeze. Her eyes glowed like her pelt... Whiter than snow, like a flash through the trees, she ran, aimlessly up a cliff. To other wolves she would most likely be a rival, but her intentions were different, much different.

She howled once more, still without succession. Her ears drooped, along with her three tails. It was getting, too, quiet. A snarl started from the trees. She started to lower herself, and flattened her ears, growling with her razor sharp teeth bared. Her hackles raised with her hair as the chilly female voice came out of a bush, "Dare you come onto my pack's land without asking for my blessing?"

It was a recognizable term from Transylvania. "I've been asking for hours, Great Vein of this land. I'm in search of something... like a family. A good family, that cares for one another without regrets."

"Leave us! You are speaking of the wolves of the prophesy. How dare you bring it up on this pack's land! There is no true family of the sort!" the unusually large black she-wolf leaped for Winter's throat.

Winter spun to the side and dug her claws into the side of the large wolf's head. "There is so! I have seen it, in a vision of which matters naught to anyone, but thyself and the family pack!"

"Silence thyself, half breed!" It was obvious that the other wolf knew she was half dog. She came at Winter with fangs of fury and claws of malice. The black wolf bit into her scruff and clawed at her chest.

Winter let out a howl, "Between Heaven and Earth, I call upon the makers of life and death!" Thunder roared very unusually on a clear night. Clouds rushed in from nowhere, spurting ice, rain, and lightning out of a blazing tornado. "Aid me in this fight against thy evil darkness!"

The black wolf let go, "Foolish learner of Magick! This shall not be the end! I swear to you, my pack will find this family of yours and demolish it before you can do anything! My name is Black Hart, and you'd best remember it!" With that, the black she-wolf (aka. BlackHart) disappeared into complete darkness.

Winter howled again. She made sure her storm cleared for the other animals. Her blue and brown eyes looked around. As soon as she was sure it was clear, she headed southeast, towards the valley.

About a good hour into the venture, Winter saw a glowing light ahead. There were beautiful and unusual sounds coming from the direction. Delicious aromas filled her nostrils. What caught her nose the most was the 'burning' meats. She peered around a large birch. Dogs were snarling, greedily eating and chewing on frozen fish. Her mouth watered. She forgot everything about food, though she hadn't eaten for about a week, and moved on. She stopped on the edge of a clearing, seeing a large rabbit.

She let herself relieve her body. She circled around the plump rabbit, silently, and let her instincs take over. She jumped on her target, and broke its neck with her jaws. Winter looked around, making sure that it was safe to eat. She saw three pairs of eyes, this time. A mother wolf and two pups came into the clearing. Winter looked to the rabbit, then the scrawny pups. She sat it down before the three and went on, growing weak quickly.

A friendly howl started by the abandoned hole she was curled up in. She peered outside. The three wolves from earlier in the night had stopped by, "We never said thank you." The mother bowed with respect.

"It wasn't a problem," Winter said, bowing back. Her stomach started to get painful. She winced.

The mother looked at her caringly. She seemed to be about twelve moons old. "You don't look very well..." The mother looked closer.

"I'm fine." she insisted. "I'm just a little cold, that's all."

"Of course... We should be going. I hope to see you soon," the motherly tone echoed in Winter's head as the three strode away. She curled back up in the burrow and slept until the sun started to peak over the horizon. She leaped out and started to hunt... big game.

A small deer stood out in the clearing ahead of her. It was limping. Winter smiled, then started stalking towards the front of it. With a burst of speed, she jumped from the bushes. It reared, trying to spin around, but fell because of its back leg. She quickly ran up to it as it got its front feet on the ground and bit into its neck, suffocating it almost instantly. With her tail held high, she tore into the kill, hunger taking over her mind.

She lie down by a stream with a full stomach, lapping small amounts of water at a time, sighing, glad that her hunger pangs were gone. Winter cleaned her bloody forepaws and muzzle before setting off on her journey, not knowing that she was only a few days away from her destination.

She woke up the next morning with a yawn. Winter had slept in an abandoned twoleg den, or so she thought it was abandoned. "David?" she looked at a sleeping twoleg boy that had just recently lived with her. She glanced around. Everything here was familiar. All of the old trophies she had earned in fox hunting, boar chasing, and cattle penning. (She used to be a farm dog/wolf)

Her eyes suddenly shifted to his parents. They were all sleeping. She quietly slunk out and started off again. She only stopped to lap up some water at sun high and sun down, then found another resting place in a bush.

At moon high she had a rude awakening. Something clamped around her tail, and she jumped up yelping. She looked back at a turtle. Her paw smacked it off, and she bolted off to continue her journey again.

Winter lie down on a warm rock, the rays of the sun heating her soft fur. A twig snapped behind her and she looked back. A white she-wolf growled, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

This wolf had obviously no idea about the prophesy, so Winter smiled and held up her head and tail high, "I am Winter. I am looking for a pack to join, a leader to serve, and friends to protect. I come from the far off mountains."

The other wolf looked at her hesitantly, "I see. Of course. Come. I am Sky, the leader. Welcome, Winter, to the Moonlight Wolves pack."

Here are a few of my stories-

Silverpaw A New Beginning-

White-Song, there will be a cat that will have been born a loner who also shall have no mother, and she will join the clan. She may seem to look like a badger. Do not be afraid this cat, my friend will save the clan with her special fighting ability. This cat will be like no other cat you have ever known, she will be strong enough to kill cats with a few strikes of her claws.", a young tabby female cat with ice-blue eyes spoke and then with a jolt disappeared.

"Silver-paw, wake up its time for your training sleepyhead.", an agitated Dark-past spoke aloud which woke Silver-paw with a jolt.

''I am not waking up! Hello, I am too tired to train and Dark-past reminds me of Yellow-Fang from the nursery rhymes of my kit days,thought'' Silver-paw.

"I'm coming Dark-Past just give me a sec to warm up.", Silver-paw replied sleepily.

"If I give you a sec then all the prey would have gone to bed again and then we'll BOTH go hungry tonight.", Dark-Past said agitated by how slow Silver-paw was.

Later that day, Silver-paw and Dark-Past were out hunting when an agitated Earth-Clan patrol who were planing to steal the border arrived.

"Ha ha ha... you two are nothing but fox dung compared to us", a golden tabby with ice blue eyes growled.

"Get, help Dark-past, and quick, I can fend them off myself- thank you very much.", Silver-Paw yowled.

"You can't believe an apprentice is going to kill or fend us off do you? MOUSE BRAIN!", a brown she cat with brown eyes and extremely large claws yowled at the top of her lungs.

Dark-past scurried off into the distance to leave her apprentice Silver-paw all alone. Silver-paw after getting agitated by their rude remarks, made her first move. She lunged with all her mite onto the back of the golden tabby and bit down hard on her tail. All the while the golden tabby kept trying to get her off of her, while slicing huge claws into Silver-paw's underbelly. They stung Silver-paw badly and made her bleed pretty bad. But Silver-paw, was determined to show her clan that she was NOT weak therefore she just ignored the claws. Yowls rang out as the apprentice fought the Earth-Clan leader inflicting damage, although much more damage was inflicted on HER. The 4 others; Mud-claw, Wild-Heart, Quick-claw, and Berry-paw could do nothing except stare at the strange scene before them. They knew in their heads that no cats were mouse-brained enough to fight the clan leader NOT even the deputy was. But then they all thought, Silver-paw shows up whom has only been an apprentice for a week and fights the Earth-clan leader. The fight continued and help came at last and even the Fire-Clan cats sat and stared as Lacy-Star broke up the fight.

"Silver-Paw, Dark-Past told me about the fight and told me it was over towards the east of our territory. Young Silver-Paw you must know that even though it does NOT say it directly in the warrior code- You Must NEVER fight a Clan leader.", Lacy-Star told Silver-paw in a whisper. "Now come on the fight is over and we have our land thanks to mouse-brained Silver-Paw and now we can all go home", she said to her warriors and their apprentices.

The fight ended and Silver-paw, Lacy-Star, and the other cats went to camp. When they got there Lacy-Star told White-Song what had happened. She also told White-Song that she needed to treat Silver-Paw's numerous wounds before they got infected. "You know in all my years I have never met anyone who would challenge a clan leader and win especially an apprentice.," White-Song told Silver-Paw. "I did not win look at my wounds I would have gotten killed out there and I nearly did. Luckily Dark-Past had found Lacy-Star and the others in time and stopped the fight one more second in that and I would have been crow-food.", Silver-paw replied. That night White-Song came in and told Silver-Paw of the prophecy she heard long ago and that the cat in it she believed was truly Silver-Paw. Silver-Paw then realized she was unlike any cat before her and that she did indeed have the power of the stars in her paws as her mother and leader had once told her before many moons ago.

From Deakil To Death-

Chapter 1 The Ceremony That Started It All

"Deakil wake up your mother needs you and now!", his brother Goko barked in excitement for today they were 6 moons old and were now officially trainers. Today was the day of their trainers ceremony were a Helper would be assigned to them. Deakil, woke up rather slowly, since he was not as excited about some silly ceremony. He really only wanted to kill not learn to fight and especially not to hunt. Deakil hated hunting and having to give thanks to a silly little animal after he had killed it. To him it was only an animal and not a god or angel that you had to be nice to or bad things would happen. Deakil hurried back down to his mothers den so that she could help him groom his fur to look good for the silly ceremony.

Chapter 2 The Mass Killing

Deakil, once again allowed his mother to groom him one last time since he was born. Deakil, also began plotting his mother and fathers deaths since, ever since he had been born they had forced him to be good all the time. He was beginning to get sick of it and found that if he wanted to lead a life of bad his mother, father, sister, cousins, a brother, aunt, uncle, and perhaps all the good members of the pack would have to be killed. He knew that there were others like him in the pack and he knew they would help him kill everyone who they knew was too good to be a part of his new pack. "I have heard you are going to kill all the good in this clan. May I help? I love to kill and besides I must get revenge on Daka. (My mate who left me for Sika) Deakil began to think for a minute and decide to allow his friend Kinor to join in besides he was a muscle machine and could kill faster than most wolves in his pack. "Yes, you may and tell the other bad wolves tonight at the ceremony we will kill.", Deakil howled.

Chapter 3 The Ceremony

"All wolves old enough to catch their own prey join here at the high rock for an important pack meeting.", Growled their leader Nizo. (the pack leader and Deakil Dad) As most of you already knew today Deakil and GoKo are becoming trainers today. Now I say before our ancestors- We are here today to give luck and courage to these two kits and we give their fate to Star-Pack as today they are TRAINERS!", growled Nizo. Soon it came to the part where Deakil had to say I do respect the ways of the pack code. Instead of saying that line he yowled No Never and sliced his own fathers neck and suffocated him and his last words were- good bye dad ya shoulda been evil instead. When he finished wolves lay mangled on the ground dead as his evil pack mates had killed the good of the pack. "Thank you Deakil you are the evilest you may go up to the rock and declare your leadership.", growled an evil senior warrior. "Thank you we don't say that its I hate you and I shall be leader.", Deakil walked up to the rock and gave a big long speech and his last words were- "My name is now Death if anyone calls me Deakil again and then they shall die since in the old pack Deakil meant all things good and I am not goodat all I am bad only!" He then howled and vowed to himself he would be the evilest creature in the forest no matter what.

~Story Created By; Abby112792112 (C-2009)~ Disclaimer; Death, Killer Pack, and the story line to the Killer Pack Belongs To ME ONLY!

An UnAnswered Wish

Ever since I was a little kit I have wanted to become a leader, and now I may get a chance at last. This is my story from the moment I was a tiny kit to the night I became a full-fledged warrior. My story is centered on one main thing though my unanswered wish to someday become a leader.

I was born in Fire-Clan on a cool Leaf-Fall day after a raid with the Deathly Rogues. I was born an only kit which is pretty rare, it made me a very special kit. All I remember from that day is the sweet scent of milk coming from my mother. I do not remember my mother much. Since she was killed by an Earth-Clan Warrior when I was only two moons old. When I snuck out of camp one morning I found an Earth-Clan warrior taking my mother's body back to Earth-Clan. They asked me why such a young kit was in an enemy territory. I told them I was looking for my mother, it was then I realized my mother was dead. I cried and cried and then the Earth-Clan warrior offered me a spot in Earth-Clan and since I no longer had a mother I accepted his offer. My name was changed from Ember-paw to Leaf-Paw.

When I became 6 moons old I had my apprentice ceremony. I can not begin to tell you how it felt that day, all I can tell you was that I was super excited. I remember touching noses with my new mentor. And I remember hearing my new mentor telling me I would be the bests Warrior Earth-Clan had ever seen. I told my new mentor I wasn't so sure of that. I told him that I was too small and too afraid to become the greatest warrior. He told me that if I trusted my gut and followed my heart, I might one day become one of the top warriors in the clan.

The night I became a warrior it was so cold that it felt I might actually turn into an ice-cube. I did not give up though that was just another thing my mentor had taught me... never ever give up. I just sat there giving thanks to Star-Clan for allowing me to become a warrior. When morning came I was relived to get some rest and sleep on a warm bed. The peace and quiet didn't last long as soon as I was to complete a mission. I can't really tell you my mission though for you'd question if I really was a true warrior.

Today, I just sit and stare in wonder at the cats around me. I envied the deputy and her kit Silver-paw, but most off all I envied the leader. As I understand from a strange prophecy my adoptive mother told me, I was the fire that would heal the scars of the Clan. Hence the prophecy; Fire Alone Will Mend The Scars Of The Clan. But, my question to Star-Clan was why me? Didn't they understand that my strong will to lead might actually cause scars instead of healing them? I guess it doesn't matter for I am Leaf-Heart- colorful like an Autumn leaf, and kind, sweet, and brave. Soon I shall become leader. What do you think young warrior?

Story Created By; Abby112792112 (C-2009)

Broken Loyalty

Chapter One; Scar

Loyalty is only heart-deep. When I was but an apprentice, I met my father for the first time. He said his name was Scar and that he was from the Deathly Rogues. I then recall asking him what that was, he hissed and said it meant power and strength. I said really and he mewed not really kit it means I'm from a loner group. I mewed loudly with excitement, he growled to me to keep my mew shut. I then watched him leave and headed back to my clan wondering who he was.

Chapter Two; I Don't Belong

The next night, I was sent by my mentor Fire (Fake) to grab some bedding for the elders. As I was picking up the moss for the bedding he showed up again. This time I barked and hissed at him for my mentor had just told me to never trust a rogue. "Ha Ha ya didn't have to do that kit, I'm your father not an enemy." He mewed to me with hum-er in his voice. "Really?" I asked him back not believing him one bit. "Yes, I'm your father now go back to your clan. And don't trust your clan or any others for one bit." He mewed to me with a hint of seriousness in his mew. "Ya, right clan cats are good and they always will be. " I mewed back to him before padding back to the elders den with the fresh moss.

Chapter Three; Caught

Many moons had passed since, I had first seen Scar. But to my dismay they had caught him trespassing in our clan. When they said to kill him I protested telling them he was my father. My mother told me no, but I could since a lie in her eyes. I knew Scar was my real father, and I also knew I would kill my mother, sister, and one day all the clans for killing my father. It was then that I decided to leave for the Deathly rogues as my father's scent was still there. I knew that if I followed it, it would lead to the Deathly Rogues.

Chapter Four; Meeting Envy-Heart

I still remember the strange rather sickly smell of the Deathly Rogues camp before even entering it. I remember entering the camp wearily because of a past fight with a tough apprentice in my clan. As soon as I got into the camp I noticed their leader was very strange. By that I mean she was not sickly nice like Fire-Clan cats were she was harsh, scary, and strict. I approached the leader and mewed rather shyly; "Hello- Um... Hi who are you? because if you are a Fire-Clan cat you will surely DIE if not then I will surely respect and honor you if I could join this this...", I stammered and bowed my head in respect waiting for her answer. I still remember the evil look in her eyes when she spat; "You come from a Clan? We don't take clan cats here in the deathly rogues, we kill em instead.". ' I told her I had only lived with them for awhile and that I had killed my mother and sister for being clan-born. I also told her I despised of clan-cats myself and that I would kill em if I had to. I also told her my father Scar was my father. I watched as Envy-heart nodded. 'I knew him well. He was a good warrior. Any relative of Scars is welcome here' she said, "Okay thanks I guess... and how in the world did you escape with your life after killing so many of your family? I mean I was exiled when I killed 2 clan members from Fire-Clan and I lost the tip f my tail from doing that. But you all you have is a little scar I mean you must be strong if that's all you got. I am guessing though that's why you are the head of this... group. Anyways I'll be on my way now...", I asked her. I was startled when Envy-heart ordered stay. It was then that I knew I was where I was supposed to be.

Story Created By; Abby112792112 (c-2009)

Silver's Unforgiving Journey -

All I heard were yowls in the distance and I knew that the creatures who made the yowls were coming after me. I had traveled far to this strange land called the 4 clans. Yet, I did not think that the Deathly Rogues would find me there. They did, but not before I had made it safely to this clan called FireClan. The clan seemed mean and rude at first trying to fight me until the labor pains started to come. And their medicine cat WhiteSong helped me to give birth to Hope. (SilverPaw's actual name) Although sadly I died before I could name her, I died before I could say Silver is my name and this kit is Hope. Still, everything happens for a reason and for that I am glad.

My story actually does not start there it starts when I was born myself in FireClan before I was exiled and never spoken of again. I was exiled as a young kit for nearly killing a playmate I was fighting. I had always known I was strong for a kit, but strong enough to kill- NO WAY. And anyways my name there I have forgotten and plus a fire burned my pelt so I am no longer recognizable by the clans. Although my kit looks a little like me before I was burned which scares me.

Soon the clans shall gather for a full moon and my kit will become a paw. I am very proud of my Hope Paw or Silver Paw as the clans call her. My kit may even be called Silver Hope when she is a warrior if my cats can send that message to the Fire Clan leader. My kit is actually destined to one day become a deputy and perhaps a leader one day. This kit of mine is very strong and very loving she could kill a clan within a few hours if she would become a leader. She would make a good member of the clan any day. Although the best position for her would be a leader for she is good at that. And I shall always be proud of who my daughter is and what shall become of her even if she remains a warrior her whole entire life. And that my friend is how I died and Hope was born into Fire Clan.

~Story created by; Abby112792112 (C- 2009) ~

Simdu's Unfortunate Death -

Death padded up to the top of dead tree and howled to the clan. "Let all wolves brave enough and strong enough to kill large prey, join here at dead tree." Death howled as several wolves began to pad over to dead tree.

"I say this before Scar our Evil ancestor. The time has come in which our pups Kodu and Simda have reached 14 sunrises. It is now their turn to began a new series of regiment training to become to-be-killers. I call down upon Evil-Pack (Ancestors) to protect our pups and turn them into cold blooded, hard, evil killers. As it is in tradition until they are killers there names shall be Ko and Sim. We first welcome Kodu to the world of evil and destruction. Now say this with me Ko Ko Ko. Ko's mentor will be Ice. Ice as it is to be expected you are to teach my son Ko what it truly means to be evil, and don't forget who he is. Next we welcome Sim my other son. Now say this with me; Sim Sim Sim. His mentor shall be Bloodshed. Bloodshed as I understand from your past you are my last chance to turn Sim evil. Just don't forget Bloodshed who he is. Now it is time we push our new to-be-killers to the ground as it is in tradition."

Death howled before he went and pushed his son's down first.

"Cut that out, Dad we're really only 11 sunrises not 14 as everyone else thinks so we're not um... strong yet." Sim said to his father rather cowardly and timid like.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?" Death yowled to his son while giving him a rather hard scrape to the cheek.

"Ha Ha... son now you have a scar to remember me by." Death laughed at his son Sim before padding off to his den where NOBODY could bother him.

Ko really wanted to talk to his father. That was why he followed him into his den, despite the fact that he wasn't allowed to.

"Hey, Dad I was really glad you had the ceremony for us now that way I can Kill Sooner." Ko laughed maniacally to his father.

"Son, I am glad I have at least one evil son. Now what was that you wanted to tell me?" Death asked curious.

"I caught Sim the other day talking to a Moonlight wolf pup and they said they were in love." Ko told his dad sinuously.

"Okay then now it's on, Sim and his snotty disgusting goodness is going down along with Moonlight Wolf pack. Cause Son the war has started, you in?" Death asked his son; Ko.

"Yeah, Duh!" Ko told Death with a little annoyance in his tone.

The two wolves then padded to a deep dark corner where they could never be heard, they were now planning Sim's death.

"Ah Death it always puts good tastes in me" Death whispered.

"Yeah, that throne is mine father, Sim is gonna have to die for it." Ko told his father.

"Yes, although son so will I." Death spoke.

"But, I'm not ready yet." Ko whispered almost ashamed of himself.

"Give it time someday you will be son. You will be leader all in due time yes, son it will be done." Death spoke.

"Really?" Ko asked.

"Yes, Now let me hear your battle cry son." Death howled.

"Hoooowwwwwwwlllllll" Ko howled before padding back to camp with an evil grin on his face.

Just then Sim walked up to him. "You're going down brother." Ko howled before pouncing on his brother.

"No I'm Not!" Sim growled.

"Well it sure looks like it cause your gone." Ko chuckled before giving his own brother the death bite. "Now all I have to get out is my father... " Ko chuckled sinuously before going to tell his father that Sim was killed by a moonlight wolf.

"Father I have some great news to tell you, Sim's dead I... I... Killed him father, and YOU'RE next." Ko laughed mutinously at his father.

~Story Created By; Abby112792112 (c-2009) ~

A Father & Daughter Reunion-

Hello, my name is Scar and I was once an avid member of the Deathly Rogues. In fact I was once one of Envy's best warriors, but that is another story. The story I am telling you would be a sad story for a clan cat and a happy one for a rogue. Yet, no matter how happy this is supposed to be for a rogue. I wasn't even happy nope not one bit as this involved my one evil daughter. This is the reason now why I no longer trust Envyheart. I now long to roam Star clan, but would they even let me after all that I've done? I'm guessing not, but I must now go and pick up my now dead daughter and lead her on the journey to the Dark Forest.

Ah ha, there she is lying beside that no good dirty rotten cat who is worth less than those filthy half clan cats. And once again Envyheart feels no pain or regret that she killed her favorite warriors daughter for having the kits that would destroy the clans. I then hear my daughter tell Envy to care for her kits before she dies. I feel this is a mistake and that Envy will just kill em, but I will not tell my daughter this.

In fact I believe it my fault Hawk had to come here. In fact if I hadn't told her about clan cats being bad she wouldn't be here. I then start to cry as my daughters spirt leaves her body. I watch as she looks back and notices her body there and then me. She asks me first why I am crying, and I tell her that I caused her to die and that I should never of been born. She then tells me it was never my fault, and we leave for the shadowy place we were doomed too together forever. It was then that I vowed to protect her with my life and raise her to be good. That way one day she would join Starclan withought regrets. And even when she does I will watch my daughter forever and for all of eternity.

~ Written By; Abby112792112 (Copy-righted 2009) ~

A Brave Lost Soul -

<p style="text-align: center"> Chapter One: Poison 

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"Uggg!" Hawktail screamed in agony as another labor pain hit her. ''Wait this can't be so I was only to have three kits not...four. ''Hawktail thought as the last kit a girl was born. Her last kit looked a lot like Poisonfang her mate, and she had his reddish brown fur and his handsome green eyes. She knew Envy would take her kits and kill her. But, she wanted at least one to live a separate peaceful life. Somewhere she never had to live the way Hawtail had. That night before Hawktail took her kits to Envy she met up with Poisonfang aka: Poison and they set off to give Flame a better home. Later on after traveling quite a journey from the Rogues, Hawktail had scented another strange group of cats with mud on their fur. Hawktail decided to give Flame to them and left with Poison and the three other kits. Hawk and Poison knew that tonight would be thier last night as soon Hawk was too die and Poison would get exiled. Thier love was no longer there as a Rogue does not love, so they parted and left each other forever.

<p style="text-align: center"> Chapter Two: Fox 

<p style="text-align: center">3 moons later

Fox that Fights Bravely aka: Fox woke up with a startle another kit Tiny mouse that hides (Tiny) was once again cowarding noisingly behind his sister Fern that Drips Dew (Fern). "Tiny why do you have to always be like that why don't you try defending your own self for once." Fox scowled before Truthsayer suddenly appeared.

"Fox go apologize to Tiny he can't help, but be small and cowardly." Truthsayer mewed while glaring into Fox's eyes demanding an apology. "I'm sorry Tiny for my acting like a total mousebrain and stuff." Fox whispered into Tiny's ears. Truthsayer started to look annoyed at the fact that Fox wasn't apologizing out loud. "Did she apologize?" Truthsayer scowled under her breath while asking Tiny the question. "Yes, she did now can I go play now please?" Tiny pleaded. "Yes, you may." Truthsayer mewed. "Fox, you know that even though you were found with a strange scent in our territory it doesn't make you any more superior or special here. Do you understand?" Truthsayer mewed. "Yes, Truthsayer I understand. Fox then asked to go out and play and was then given permission to play.

<p style="text-align: center"> Chapter Three: Envy 

<p style="text-align: center">3 Moons Earlier

"You traitor!" Envy yelled at Hawktail when she had seen her with her three kits; Smoke, Fire, and Ember. "Wait, Envy please show me mercy and take care of my kits." Hawktail begged in agony as Envy raised her killing paw. "Never! Besides the last time I showed mercy my son betrayed me!" Envy hissed before slicing though Hawktail's abdomen. Envy then spotted Poison coming into her den. "Out!" She hissed before chasing him far away. Later on Envy gave Smoke and Fire to other cats to care for and she deemed them as sort of a kitty version of an omega. But, she allowed Ember to be her kit, why you ask. Well, Ember liked many of the same things Envy did and she was terribly evil well all except to Envy of course. Some of the cats in the rogues called her an evil angel. Although every time they did they were clawed into pieces by Ember raisor sharp claws. Soon all the kits grew older and they matured and poor Smoke and Fire were denied their training. But, Ember was the first kit to be trained although she was the youngest there besides Smoke and Fire. Later on Scar came to Envy and gave her a prophecy there will be three kin of your rogues who hold the power of darkness in their paws. Envy then asked him if the kits were to kill her and when he said no she lost interest. But these kits that Hawktail had are NOT the three because there was really four in the litter. Then who are they? Well my friend you might be surprised of the answer.

<p style="text-align: center"> Chapter Four: Ember 

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"Mommy, when do I start killing?" Ember asked Envy with an evil grin on her face. "Now" Envy replied back before handing her new daughter a mouse. Ember began eating the mouse not even caring that it had died. And, she didn't even stop to give thanks to Starclan for it's life. For you see Ember was evil she was now "Envy's" daughter and a full fledged rogue. That night when Ember was asleep Envyheart whispered in her ear "Be still my little one one day when your big and strong you shall become a leader." Little did she know that her so called new group leader would be killed by Fox that Fights Bravely.

<p style="text-align: center"> Chapter Five: Flame 

<p style="text-align: center">Back In The Tribe

Fox woke up with a startle she'd just had a scare things away dream. In her dream she was blind and alone in a forest. The scents around her exclaimed that she was by a rotten fallen log and that 5 other cats were with her. One of the cats smelled of a full grown tom with a strange scent and another young tom a kit with the same strange scent. Yet, the other three cats were she-cats and one was full grown and the others were kits. During her dream the wind blew her own scent towards her face and she realized with a startle that she had the same scent as the others. Fox then heard the cats talk of a strange tribe called the Deathly Rogues and of a strange evil cat called Envyheart. The older she-cat called herself Hawktail and she seemed to have an unbearably strong fear that grips cat scent. The older tom called himself Poisonfang and he had a worrysome scent abought him. And the three others were called Smoke, Fire, and ember and they had no particular emotion scent on them. Then Fox felt teeth grip her and she was carried away and just before she woke up she heard Hawktail say "Be still my little Flame and may you be happy in your new home". Just then Fox realized that she was adopted and that she needed to find her true mother and family but how?

<p style="text-align: center"> Chapter Six: Silver 

<p style="text-align: center">In FireClan's Camp

"Darkpast, I have something I need to tell you. I think I might be pregnant. Darkpast then walked closer to Silverpaw and whispered; "How?". "I met this reddish, brown handsome cat with envious green eyes when I had gone out to hunt Two moons ago. We soon fell in love and then he left me and hasn't seen me since I started to feel moving things in my stomach." Silverpaw mewed as she yawned and curled up to sleep on a comfy bed of moss in the apprentince den where she slept. When she awoke Darkpast was there begging Silverpaw not to tell Whitesong. "Don't worry I won't, but how do we keep this from the clan?" Silverpaw asked curiously. "Just sit on this moss your kits will come soon don't worry." Darkpast mewed as she helped a really heavily pregnant Silverpaw onto a big bed of moss inside an old fox hole near the camp. "How soon Darkpast?" Silverpaw mewed as soon as she got inside. "Now!" Darkpast mewed as Silverpaw's belly rippled after the first contraction hit. "Yooowwwlll! You never told me...Owwww...it'd...yoooowwlll huuurrrrttt this BAD!" Silverpaw yowled as her contractions continued. A little while later Silverpaw finally gave birth to them.

"Darkpast, they are so cute. I'm going to name the White tom with the Gray paw and the Blue eyes, Snowkit, and the pure White tom with the Blue eyes; Milkkit, and the Gray she-cat with the envious green eyes; Ashkit, and the Brownish, Red she-kit with the Amber eyes; Owlkit. "But how will we keep my secret Darkpast?" Silverpaw asked worried they would find out one day. "I'll take care of them forever I promise." Darkpast purred as she went out and pretended as if she had just given birth. "Whitesong I didn't know I was having kits I fear they came early will you make sure they are okay?" Darkpast asked. A little while later Whitesong came out and mewed; "They are excelent one day they will make excelent warriors, but for now we welcome them with open arms as true healthy Fireclan kits."

<p style="text-align: center"> Chapter Seven: Truth 

<p style="text-align: center">Back At The Tribe

Truthsayer who was a rather large silver she-cat with gray eyes was sitting beside a cat. A reddish brown cat or apprentince that seemed more foxlike than catlike whom she called Fox. The two cats were sitting an an erie cavern with little light. "Truthsayer why do the other kits call me a filthy Rogue when all I ever did or do was play nicely." Fox asked while tilting her head to the right side curiously. While Truthsayer just looked at her own paws not knowing what to say. "Whatever I quess I'm just wierd then." Fox mumbled to herself before heading for the nursery. "Give me a sign." Truthsayer mewed as she looked at the roof of the cave before she left to find Fox again.

Fox had just entered the cool crisp nursery, when she started to think of why the others called her names again. Just then Truthsayer appeared and she padded over to Fox and the two started to talk while the others in the den were sleeping. "Truthsayer are you and were you are only leader." Fox asked. "Yes, silly of course have our elders not taught you that yet?" Truthsayer asked. "Well no they too call me a Rogue and a disgusting loner. But anyways back to the leaders, so are all leader's called Truthsayer?" Fox asked while remembering the pain in which no elder ever so much as went near her. "Well that is mean and sometimes the elders can be, but don't worry Fox I'm here always." Truthsayer mewed kindly. "Oh and Fox, yes, all leaders are called Truthsayer just as you will always be called Fox or Fox That Fights Bravely." Truthsayer mewed. "I like my name Truthsayer." Mewed Fox. "Of course you do silly I named you." Truthsayer mewed before exiting the den leaving Fox to think abought herself for awhile.

<p style="text-align: center"> Chapter Eight: Scar 

<p style="text-align: center">In the Rogues Camp

Scar had noticed EnvyHeart asleep so he prowled in to talk to her in her dreams. "Hola, EnvyHeart remember me? I used to be your favorite warrior before I got killled. I need to show you something so follow me or risk me taking something from you." Spat Scar obviously disgusted that he had to do this. Scar then showed her three kits one dark ginger in color with stunning green eyes, one light ginger in color with envious green eyes, and yet another with dark calico fur and envious green eyes. These were NOT the cats in his propecy, but Envyheart didn't need to know a clan cat would be involved in it. "Three kits shall be born, they shall not be killled, each these kits have the power of 10 of you in thier hands. Do not fear your posistion though as Three kits kin of your Rogues, hold the power of destruction in thier claws." Scar hissed before fading away into the shadows. Envyheart scowled and went back to sleep forgetting the dream. Yet, three moons later three young cats were visited by Scar; Flame now Fox That Fights Bravely, Silverpaw, and yes even little Ember. Scar told them that thier training started tonight to become the most powerful cats in the forest. They were to lead the fight against Evil and good. And this time Evil would rule the forest or would they? Because little did anyone know that there was another propecy with cats that would allow good to win. These cats were Silverpaw, Darkpast, Dawnflower, Envyheart, Fox, and Ember. For my friend the time of a great new dawn has come for once and for all.

~Story copyrighted to Abby112792112~

The Beginning of the End -

"Deakil, we are sorry, but because of your evil path. And your befriending of Killiza the evilest wolf in the forest before your time, you are no longer welcomed here in Wolf Haven." Howled Death's own father at the top of his lungs. Deakil had just died by his daughter Kala's paws when he found himself at a star filled clearing with the "mangly old" Angel pack wolves once again''. ''

''"Fine." ''thought Death as he was told he wouldn't have to live in this place reeking of good.

His father, Nizo seemed to take little notice of the evil smirk on his face as he went on. "Son, I realize you may despise of good now, but one day you will want to put your past aside and be good again. When that happens like it had with Killiza we will welcome you unlike him with open paws for you son are family." Barked Death's father with an icy tone of evilness in his voice as though he did that only to make his son hear him.

"Never father, I am NEVER going back for I am evil as is my family and my already dead mate." Death growled.

"Fine son, but your daughter will never meet us, and I can't go my whole life never seeing her." Begged Death's father.

"Father I am evil nothing will change that. I know I still love you, all of you, even if I did kill you so long ago. I do miss you, but a rule in being evil is to never act it or tell it to one of your evil peers." Death whimpered before howling his farewells and stepping into a black hole which took him to his mate Bloodshed and to a desolate place with a blood red sky and a stone black ground.

"Welcome home!" Bloodshed howled as Death came in and out of the black hole.

"Bloodshed is it really you?" Death asked.

"Yes, it is me and now we are to create a new evil afterlife in a place called...called..." Bloodshed barked as she struggled for the right name for the place.

"The Bloodlands, My father when I was younger showed me a place called the Bloodlands where I met Killiza who was the one who showed me the wonders of evil." Death howled as he and his mate began exploring the land and creating it in their image.

And this began the place which would be home to them and too many, many more wolves to come.

These stories are a part of the site which is linked to my profile on this site. I hope you enjoyed the stories. Please note that all but, Envyheart's scar has been left in its original condition, so these stories may be hard to read. So, I apologize for that, and thanks' for reading "Warriors Tales, Warrior Cats- Rule.