Author's Note:
DISCLAIMER:I DO NOT OWN THE WARRIORS SERIES AND THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC
I have read fanfictions for about 2 years now and me and my friends had formed together this clan-type thing. I am the Medicine Cat and my girlfriend is my apprentice. This was the 3rd era of Skyclan in the newest territories. The lake territories were decimated by a hurricane. Anyways, rate! I would LOVE constructive criticism! Also, if you hate it, please don't leave a rude comment. Just give me the reasons why you hate it! Enjoy! :3
A cat of Silver coat
Chaper 1
The trees shook in the trees on the border of the Thunderclan-Riverclan border. The storm surged and screeched with thunder
while lightning sruck almost every second. Rain pounded against the makeshift den between the two large oak trees while a cat screamed
in pain. It was the sound of birth.
Ironstar, leader of Riverclan was lying on the ground panting. Bramblestar, the father, was lying over her,
watching anxiously. The medicine cat of Riverclan was administering raspberry leaves and borage. The effects were successful, just not
successful enough. After hours of waiting the bundle of fur slipped out onto the oak leaves. The sac was broken and this kit wasn't normal.
It wasn't crying out like others, it was more of a lovely sound. It meant the same, but even as this small kit it had a silky voice.
In more ways than one it was gorgeous. With a silver coat just like his,It was a tom, mother but not a blue stripe down his back like her, he had a
blue tinge to his fur like steel. Bramblestar, leader of Thunderclan, Successor of Firestar from the legends, had a son with Ironstar the
Revolutionary. All had expected this. The alliance of the River of Thunder had been extremely successful. With the trading of prey
and warriors for defense against the torrented borders of the Shadowed Winds while the third era of Skyclan sat in the middle of the war.
The leaders of Thunderclan and Riverclan had grown closer with their newly shared alliance. The medicine cat, named Fishclaw,
said to the awe-filled Bramblestar,"Bramblestar, you'd better look.". Ironstar was dying. This was her 3rd life. She was panting heavily her
eyes were clouding. The breathing was growing faster. Bramblestar screamed,"DO SOMETHING!". There was nothing Fishclaw could do. The
breathing grew faster and faster until finally with one shuddering gasp, Ironstar the Revolutionary lost her 3rd life. After what seemed
eons her eyelids fluttered and she drew a deep breath.
All the while the kit had been suckling. Ironstar looked at the kit and said one word. "Silver"."What?", Said Bramblestar.
Fishclaw had stepped out for "Fresh air" but it was actually to leave them in private. Ironstar repeated,"Silver. That's his name, Silverkit.".
Bramblestar mewed,"It's brilliant.". Fishclaw looked up at the moon and said,"Why?Why must a kit so beautiful live a life of so much struggle!".
When she had seen the kit born he had seen a vision. Many pictures flashing. Blood, Ironstar
dead and broken, a bright blue sky, herbs, deathberries, a large dark mottled tom with a white star on his chest, a young gorgeous she-cat
studying herbs, and finally a sunset, strangely silver instead of red-orange, with the view switching to the moonrise, while a lonely oak
leaf floated to the ground. Fishclaw closed her eyes and said,"A cat of Silver coat with a destiny so big.". And after a pause said only one
other thing while opening her piercing gray eyes.
"A Cat of Silver Coat".
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