Warriors the new generation
By Superkitten214
Prologue
Sniff Sniff. The smell of prey was leading into a thistley forest. Mice scurried across the brambles. Yes, thought a older fox. We have found things to eat. "Get over here!" he ordered. Eight others walked into the territory, completely ignoring the smell of cats.
Chapter 1
The sun was just about to set as Thistleclan sat listening to their leader speak. "This is the last time Fireclan steals food from us!" Yowled the brown cat with a leaf shaped symbol on her back. The sun looked like a ball of fire following the cats as they raced along the ground. It barely peaked out from behind the emerald green trees. This beauty did not last long though as Fireclan's territory was a burned waste land. Black trees as dark as midnight laid on the scorched sand. You could almost see the heat coming off the land. This was awful for warriors who are used to running in the cool shade cast by the thousands of thistle bushes. The coolness ment their fur was long and sleek, horrible for the blazing temperatures this barren world. When their paws touched the ground it felt like walking on lava. Even though it hurt they moved forward anyway.
Within a few minutes they came across the only shaded place anywhere. A small ditch with a tree that had fallen over it in a storm. Bits of bark were falling into the Fireclan camp. Looking around they saw cats so skinny you could see their ribs, and with fur so short it was hardly there. "Now." whispered the leader of Thistleclan known as Deadstar. Fireclan immediately surrendered to the oncoming cats. "Hu?" confused whispers arose from the victorious clan. Without saying a word a giant cat with golden fur that made him look like he was made of flames stepped forward. The sun shined on his coat making it glow like the sunrise."Why did you attack us Deadstar?" "You know exactly why we did!" hissed the small brown cat. "Even though I have my suspicions I would like to know the truth." "Don't act like you don't know that your warriors have been stealing our food!" "We have not! My clan may be hungry but we would never stoop so low as to do that!" "We have seen your cats in our territory!" Screeched Deadstar trying not to show the fact she was extremely hot "And how do you know they are my cats!" "A large creature that smelled like your territory was spotted hunting in our home!" "Even though I think you are wrong my warriors are too weak to fight, so leave!" The large cat ordered. "We'll talk about this at the gathering!" "I hope not. Blazepelt!" "Yes Flarestar?" meowed a flaming orange deputy. "Escort them out." "Yes Flarestar!"
The next night at the gathered meadow the leaders sat on a large rock with their clans below them. The sky was pitch black with hundreds of twinkling stars. The water running over rocks in the river could be heard in the distance. "Where is Wolfclan?" murmured Squirrelstar, the leader of Hawkclan, to the rest of the leaders. " I don't know." whispered Deadstar. An owl hooted in the distance. As soon as she finished saying that, Timberstar and the rest of his clan limped into the slash marks covered their bodies. "What happened?" Shocked gasped escaped every cat. "We…. were attacked by a large creature." as soon as his words came out the injured leader collapsed.
"What happened?" grumbled a very weak Timberstar. He was laying in the middle of the gathering with a horde of warriors around him. "You lost one of your life's." meowed Goldenheart, the medicine cat of Wolfclan. "You are better now though." "At least that is over" chuckled a small, creamy white apprentice. "Not so soon look!" Even though they were not sure who said that, all the clans turned to see about Nine fur looked like rust in the dark night. "Every cat" yowled Curvedclaw, a larger warrior with black stripes down his tree bark brown pelt. "We need to group up to fight them off!" "Why should we listen to you!" Meowed somecat in the crowd. "Because he is my deputy and we need a plan right now!" Hissed Deadstar. The foxes were right at the river starting to cross the rushing water."We need to attack and then retreat. After the think they have won, we launch again. Now go!" One after another, red dogs reached the clearing. Seeing all the cats they yipped and barked. The noise echoed through the calm night. There wasn't a warrior or apprentice who wasn't scared, but their loyalty to their clan ment they would fight till the next sunrise if they had to. The tension caused the enemies to get excited and charge. The beautiful night turned into a night of pain as warriors attacked to foxes with all the strength they had. Deadstar leaped underneath the creature and clawed its belly. "Ow!"she got slashed right above her all of a sudden the the fox collapsed. A jet black warrior with orange patches was on its back. The she cat smelled of Hawkclan. At once all the cats disappeared into the thick bushes. The foxes cried out in victory. Without warning the second attack began. The sound of war echoed throughout the peaceful forest. After a while the canines could not take the pain any longer and raced out of the meadow. Fur littered the grassy ground. "We did it!" panted the warriors. "Flarestar?" Meowed Deadstar as blood dripped from the wound above her left eye. "Yes" "I am sorry I accused your clan of stealing ufood. During the battle, I realized that the foxes were what I smelled in our territory. Not you." "I accept your apology." "Thank you." Whispered the zW Thistleclan leader. "How did you do it?" she asked. "Do what?" "Fight even when your clan could barely hunt." "Sometimes loyalty and will to live can make cats do incredible things." "That sure was incredible." "Thank you but I think you had better that eye checked out." "I will, Flarestar."