STONECLAN

Leader: Boulderstar (female)

Deputy: Rockfall (male) apprentice,windpaw

Medicine: Pebblehead (male)

Warriors: Ferntail (female)

Sharpspike (male)

Lightnose (female) apprentice,moonpaw

Gigaclaw (male)

Grasscut (male)

Thornpelt (female)

Skyflight (female) apprentice,rubypaw

Grayleaf (male)

Roughstripe (male)

Redstrike (female)

Icehead (female)

Waterpulse (male) apprentice,silverpaw

Queens: Sandstring

with Greenkit Smallkit Tallkit

Wildstorm (pregnant)

Elders: Grapevine (female)

Tangletree (male)

Apprentices: Windpaw (male)

Moonpaw (female)

Rubypaw (female)

Silverpaw (male)

It was a cold leaf fall night. The chilling wind seemed to blow right through you. A lone owl called, but it did not frighten the shapes that were stalking their prey. In a flash all hell broke loose. Screaming,writhing shapes were everywhere. The hisses and the yowling were the only things that could be heard.

One yowl was heard above all, "Diamondclan, retreat!"

Some of the shapes withdrew and ran off.

The others yowled their victory.

As the sun started to come up the outline of the cats grew clear. These weren't ordinary cats. These cats were made of stone. You wonder how cats like this could have a fight? Well, the retreating cats you could just see their tails disappearing through the undergrowth; these cats were made of crystal.

Soon after the crystal cats had disappeared, the stone ones ran off too, but one stayed behind. This cat cast one look back and then ran off after the others.

When the stone cats got back to their camp, they were greeted with cheers and smiles (if a cat can smile).

Many of the cats were sent to a den, the medicine den, and were tended to. Meanwhile, the others told stories of the battle to their friends and loved ones.

Some cats started up a game of what they call kickstrike, where they kick a small, round pebble into a goal.

The talking and playing soon stopped for patrols had to be led and prey had to be caught. All was announced by one cat who called out the names and what patrol they were on. This went on until there were just several cats left in the clearing. This was to be the last day this calm and carefree.