Prologue
Long ago, before the time of the great Firestar, the wise Bluestar, the brave Bramblestar, there were many wild cats running through the forest together in one large group they called The Clan. All were descended from the Great Clans, and proud of this knowledge. But, not all cats got along, and fights soon broke out.
The four most intelligent, strongest, bravest cats spoke together. All had very different views of what The Clan should be like.
Rippedclaw, a tom, believed that The Clan should only have its own interest at heart. Don't let anyone get ahead of you.
Travelinglegs, another tom, thought that The Clan should never war, no matter what.
Streamfoot, a she-cat, thought that cunning was the best. After all, what could a clan do without cunning cats, even if they were cowards?
And finally, the youngest, Wildheart, the final tom, thought that though cunning was valuable, the best thing was loyalty to The Clan.
They discovered a strange, miraculous stone, and recieved a vision from their ancestors, a Clan who called themselves 'StarClan'.
"You shall divide into four, as different as the seasons.
The four of you shall lead each one, and take on the name 'star'.
ShadowClan, the tricksters.
WindClan, the kind.
RiverClan, the cunning.
ThunderClan, the brave."
They were given the names of Rippedstar of ShadowClan, Travelingstar of WindClan, Streamstar of RiverClan, Wildstar of ThunderClan. They held a meeting, and loyalties were chosen. Laws were set, such as the big one: no mates from different Clans.
But something was still missing...
The leaders communicated with StarClan, but felt alone in this. And cats were constantly getting injured, and worry would course through them. Finally, one young she-cat in ThunderClan caught Wildstar's eye. A beautiful cat, white with silver tipped fur, and clear blue eyes. Her name was Halfmoon.
Halfmoon had a nack for healing, and Wildstar wondered if she could be what the leaders were looking for. StarClan soon spoke to him, telling him that the Clan needed what was called a 'medicine cat' and Halfmoon was perfect for the job.
The she-cat was recruited for the job, and was speaking with StarClan as well. Little did they know...
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A tiger prowled into view, and settled down, followed by a cheetah, a leopard, and finally, a magnificent lion.
"Spottedstar, Cunningstar, Goldstar," The tiger dipped her head to each one.
"Songstar," Goldstar, the lion, said. "Why have you called this meeting?"
"Actually, it concerns your Clan," The tiger said. Each Clan took after a different great cat. ShadowClan-tigers. WindClan-cheetahs. RiverClan-leopards. ThunderClan-lions.
Goldstar's amber eyes narrowed. "What are you saying?" He growled.
"That cat, Halfmoon," Songstar commented. "She worries me."
"How?" Spottedstar, the cheetah, asked. "She's young, smart, and loyal, a good addition to any Clan. After all, we did choose her."
"It's not her, really," Songstar admitted. "I'm just wondering... shouldn't we have made a law? Some kind of law to keep medicine cats focused?"
"I don't see the problem," Cunningstar, the leopard, said silkily. She could see that Goldstar's hackles were rising, and the lion was ready to start a fight right in StarClan.
Songstar shrugged. "I guess you're right. It was just a thought I had."
"Good," Goldstar said in a soft roar.
How could they have known? There was no prophecy, nothing to tell them that something was missing. Gradually, each Clan was sent a medicine cat, and everything seemed perfect.
To them.
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Songstar looked down at the pool, all by herself. "I'm sorry," She muttered. "But there has to be some way to convince them that this can't be."
She looked at the reflection of a silvery she-cat. "I don't want to get you in trouble, young cat, but this is the way it must be."
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Halfmoon awoke with a start. She had seen four huge cats talking... they had mentioned her name... what was going on?
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Hey, Blazeheart will be writing ch. 1, and we'll take turns from now on... R and R!