Hey readers! J This warriors fanfic is set somewhere in the Power of Three Series of books but I'm not quite sure where. Also, Bloodclan never came to the forest and so Tigerstar was never killed and he is still leader of Shadowclan. As this story starts it tends to jump around a bit, so bear with me. If you have any questions just send them to me in a review and I'll tell you. Reviews are loved and appreciated!
Alone
(a Warriors Fanfic)
Disclaimer: I own no rights to the Warriors series. Erin Hunter owns Warriors and all of its ideas.
Chapter One
Wildpaw sat trembling on the open moor as the cold wind of leaf-bare rippled her fur. The bleak hills of Windclan territory loomed around her. She fought the biting winds by closing her eyes and trying to sleep. Before she had even drifted away into her sleep the prophecy relayed in her mind. "The kin of Breeze and Storms, who carries flames in her paws, will lead Thunder and Darkness from the Lake." The prophecy came nightly now, and even in the deepest of her dreams she could not escape it.
Wildpaw was the daughter of Nightcloud and Crowfeather and she was a Windclan apprentice. But she was now an outcast, destined to roam the moors alone. Her mind flitted back to that awful day, the day she became an outcast….
She had just returned from a hunting assessment when she saw Nightcloud and Crowfeather standing in the center of camp. Their pelts were bristling with anger and their eyes were hostile as they stared at one another. The rabbits Wildpaw had been carrying dropped to the ground as she stared, openmouthed, at the scene before her.
"How dare you call me your mate you flea-bitten mangy piece of carrion!" That was Nightcloud.
Crowfeather paused, looking hurt, but than a strange fire leapt into his dark eyes.
"You raised her, and nursed her! How could you reject her like this ?!" Crowfeather spat.
A cold feeling had stolen into her heart as she realized what they were yowling about. Her. All of her excitement over the assessment evaporated as she froze.
"Traitor!" Nightcloud spun and knocked her off of her paws. She lunged directly for her throat. Wildpaw's mind, which had been frozen, suddenly began working again. She squirmed and twisted out of Nightcloud's deadly grip. She sprang to her paws and whirled to face her mother. Nightcloud's eyes narrowed to slits as she glared at Wildpaw.
"Thunderclan filth!" She hissed.
"Thunderclan?" Wildpaw's shocked meow rang out in the camp. At that moment, her world shattered. Then Crowfeather, who had been transfixed until then, leapt into action. He hooked one of Nightcloud's legs out from under her. Then, with an intimidating snarl, he warned her to stay there. Nightcloud, for once, looked meek.
Onestar suddenly appeared from his den at the other side of camp.
"What is this?" His outraged meow came to the fighting cats. "Where is this Thunderclan cat?" The fur on his neck bristled as he spat the word 'Thunderclan.'
"There!" Nightcloud had spat. She struggled to her paws and pointed to Wildpaw.
"Wildpaw?" Onestar mewed incredulously. "Wildpaw is Windclan, Nightcloud, and she's your kit!"
"No, she's not," Nightcloud hissed in a quiet, deadly tone.
If Wildpaw had been shocked before, it had been nothing compared to what she felt now.
"Not….my….mother?" Wildpaw managed to choke out. "Then….who is my mother?"
"Thunderclan's medicine cat," Nightcloud had sneered.