Hello, everyone. My Name is SparksAlchemy. But, you guys can call me Ari ^-^
I wrote this story a long time ago and decided to go on and start publishing it. Of course, I'm in the process of editing it, so...
Enjoy my Warriors fanfic, darlings 3 This is my very first post on FanFic.
Critique is more than appreciated.
A quarter moon glinted in the depths of the dark sky, providing just enough light for the forest to shimmer in silver light. The animals had returned to their nests and dens, allowing themselves a good night's sleep from working hard in their forage for food. There were a few creatures, however, which had something else on their minds.
Settled comfortably beside a flowing streams, tails curled neatly around their paws, were the outlines of four felines. Three of them sat side by side, in order from tallest, to shortest, darkest to lightest, and skinniest, to most muscular. And across from them sat a dark brown tabby tom with gleaming yellow eyes. The brown tabby's fur was being harassed by the strong breeze, being blown this way and that. The three toms across from him didn't seem to notice the wind.
"Are you sure you want to go along with this? I mean… clearly, the risk is certainly the most—"
"We've already thought of the risks," the tallest, light gray tom cut off the dark brown tabby.
"And we're more than willing to take immediate action," the medium gray tom added, a slight grin appearing on his muzzle.
The brown tabby fell silent as he watched the three, a look of sadness flickering in his eyes. "You must understand. I have a family—"
"A family?" cut in the most muscular, dark gray tom.
"Yes. I-I have a daughter… And a so—"
"Don't believe this wretched fleabag," The tall light gray tom snarled. "He's trying to evoke sympathy from us. We all know this pitiful fur-ball couldn't possibly tie down a she-cat."
The medium gray tom nodded.
"What?" The brown tabby looked outraged. "My mate—"
"Silence." The medium gray tom hissed. "Don't lie to us. You're too old to be beaten for it."
The brown tabby fell silent.
"Here's your last chance. Accept our offer, or be punished for your betrayal," the tall light gray tom mewed.
The brown tabby tom stood to his paws, his yellow eyes glaring at the three toms before him. "Never!" he spat. "My family is more important than anything! I'd rather die than continue on with this… nonsense!"
The tall light gray tabby's tail flicked in the slightest. "Brother. You heard the man. Fulfill his wishes."
The medium gray tom smirked and stood up as well, unsheathing his claws. The brown tabby's eyes widened in horror as he took slow steps towards him. "What? You can't kill me! It's against the warrior code!"
The medium gray tom chuckled. "Oh, I'm not going to kill you…" he growled. "We'll let nature take care of that." He lunged at the brown tabby, bowling him over easily and pinning him down on the grass. The dark brown tabby snarled and hissed, thrashing beneath him as he tried to push him off. The gray tom slashed his claws down the brown tom's shoulder, and he yowled in pain. Momentarily thrown off from being hit, the gray tom managed to press a paw to his throat, and stopped him from flailing.
Sitting next to his other brother, the darkest, most muscular gray tom watched, his hazel eyes narrowed. When his brother had the brown tabby pinned, he stood up and approached them, his intense glare scrutinizing the scene. He leaned down to the brown tabby's ear, "No worries. I'll make sure your 'family' joins you in StarClan," he hissed softly. He pulled back and watched as his brother dragged the screeching tom towards the lake.
Dun DUN DUUNNN... I wonder if that mysterious tom actually had a family...
I will be posting Allegiances soon, no worries.
