Chapter One- Swallowfrost
It was finally over. Swallowfrost had completed her journey, across the mountains, to the lake. She could smell the sharp tang of the border marks, not far ahead, and could hear every little thing going on inside the camps. Swallowfrost was no ordinary cat, no, she was a beautiful tortoiseshell,with a white underbelly. You may think that this was the stereotype cat for every she-cat, in every fan fanfiction, but Swallowfrost was an irresistible eye-grabber. But there was something else about her. Swallowfrost had powers. It was like Jayfeather, Lionblaze, and Dovewing, were all stuffed into an attractive she-cat. Yes, Swallowfrost had super senses, she could delve into other cats thoughts, and could not be hurt. Swallowfrost took a deep breath and set her enormous backpack down in a hollow tree stump. She was exhausted from the trek through the mountains, having several encounters with vicious squirrels and nearly getting her pelt ripped off by a grizzly bear. She soon slipped off into a dreamless sleep under old leaves, after admiring her mischievous plans to torture those stupid fleaball Clan cats.
You might ask, why? Why, Swallowfrost, why must you irritate our beloved warriors? Well, the truth is for revenge. You might ask, what revenge? Oh, you don't know? Oh right, you're from the 21st century, you don't know about poor old Swallowfrost who was once, the ruler of the entire forest, with her slaves, and servants, and worshippers. Swallowfrost was practically a god. Until a stupid prophecy. A stupid old cat, gave Swallowfrost a stupid old prophecy, that told her that stupid new times were coming, and she needed to leave the stupid forest, and let the stupid new cats take over. Swallowfrost was absolutely furious.
"I will not leave this forest, not now, not ever!" , Swallowfrost shouted at the stupid old cat.
"You must," the stupid old cat said shakily, "our Ancestors have spoken."
"Screw our Ancestors!" the leader screamed at the stupid old cat with the the stupid old prophecy. Swallowfrost angrily stomped away to her den.
But the old cat was right. The Ancestors had, spoken, and Swalllowfrost had no power over it. The tribe must leave the forest.
Swallowfrost unsteadily clambered out of her den and stalked up to the Giant Oak, where she delivered messages.
"Cats of The Forest!," She announced, "Times are changing. We must do as our Ancestors wish, we must go to a new land!"
Murmurs of shock rippled through the crowd.
"But this has been our home for seasons and seasons!" An older cat told Swallowfrost.
"Silence!" Swallowfrost screamed at the crowd. She was getting frustrated. The cats immediately grew quiet.
"We are leaving and that is final!" She concluded, "Now go back to your dens, and get rest. We leave at dawn!" Reluctantly, the great leader paced off to her den.
Swallowfrost woke up from her peaceful slumber, and stretched her aching muscles. She sighed, remember all of her friends and family that were swept away in the flood during their journey to another land. She was the only survivor. She had managed to stay alive, and healthy for all these years after being given powers, from a young cat, named Rock.
She smirked and began getting her pelt dirty for her first "helpless" appearance to the Clans…..
It was showtime.
Next: Onestar gets a boo-boo