Hello everyone and welcome to my story.
This is my first SYOC and Warrior Cat Fanfiction so sorry if it's awful.
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Now here's a prologue:
Ivystar, the Sunclan leader, is growing old and sick. Her memory's also fading. She's on her final life and everyone in all the clans know she has a little chance of surviving the bitter cold of leafbare they will soon endear. The clan medicine cat goes into her den frequently, worried about his leader.
"Ivystar. You need to take your-"
"Who are you?" Says the white she-cat in a voice hardly audible.
"I have grown up with you. We've done everything together. Please don't tell me you've forgotten your best friend after all we've been through."
"This doesn't answer my question and I'm not going to repeat myself." Her voice grows louder and harsher.
"Darkstorm. And before you ask, I'm your friend and clanmate. I'm also the medicine cat and you're in need of me." The dark pelted tom answers.
"No I don't you mousebrain! I'm fine and I don't need your help!"
No matter how independent she wished to be, she was in an awful condition and truly needed her friend's help.
The white leader attempts to stand, but fails miserably. Her friend desperately tries to calm her down.
"Ivystar you need to sit down or so help me I will knock you out!"
"I'm okay. You can go back to your cave now Duskstone."
Ivystar began to cough very harshly and loud. Fear grew into Darkstorm's eyes.
"Oh no. No no no."
The coughing continues and Darkstorm does all he can to help Ivystar, but he is not able to save her as she drifts off to Starclan.
Tears fall from the medicine cat's yellow eyes. His clanmate, leader, and best friend was gone. The notorious disease of greencough had claimed yet another life.
"Ivystar?" Darkstorm asks, but he knows he will get no reply.
An awful feeling stirs in Darkstorm's stomach. He couldn't save his best friend no matter how hard he tried. He had failed.
The guilt becomes unbearable and he runs away from his beloved friend. He doesn't know where he's going, but he has to get as far away from Ivystar as possible.
In a short while the old tom has to stop and rest for he is older and not used to running so far so fast. He decides to hunt for food to feed his aching stomach and then looks for a good place to rest. He spots a patch of moss on the ground and rests there.
However, when he wakes up he is not alone. He sees numerous dark colored paws in front of him, but he doesn't dare to look up. Suddenly he feels a sharp pain in his neck and then he falls to the ground, but he's still alive. Then another cat picks him up and all of them dash into the night.