Allegiances
Thuderclan
Leader: WhiteStar- White she-cat with icy blue eyes
Deputy: Duskpelt- Dark grey tom.
Medicine cat: Lightpool- Pale brown she cat.
Warriors:
Dewnose- Grey and white tom
Snowbush- White fluffy tom
LillyHeart- Tortishell and white she cat
Apprentice- Stonepaw
Seedflight- Golden brown she cat
FlameScar- Ginger and white tom
Spottedclaw- Black and white tom
Reddust- Calico tom
Graynose- Dark gray she cat
Apprentice: Shadepaw
Featherpool- Silver she cat
Fallenheart- Tortishell Tom
Apprentice: Snakepaw
Gingerpool- Light ginger she cat
Apprentice: Brownpaw
Blueheart- Gray she cat.
Apprentices:
Shadepaw- Dark gray tom
Brownpaw- Brown tom
Snakepaw- black she cat
Queens- (she cats nursing or expecting kits):
Frostpool- White she cat. Mother of Clearkit white she cat with orange spots along her back, Stripedkit- Brown tabby tom and the adopted mother of Mistkit- dark gray she cat with a white muzzle.
Silverlight- Silver tabby she cat, expecting kits.
Elders:
Molewhisker-Gray and white tom
Cherryfall- Ginger she cat.
ShadowClan:
Leader: Sharpstar- Dark grey and White tom with a scarred muzzle
Deputy: Dustclaw- Dark brown tabby tom with a white underbelly
Apprentice: Blackpaw
Medicine cat: Stormclaw- Muscley white tom
Warriors:
Owlheart: Light brown tom
Nightheart- Black tom with white paws
Birdflight- Gray she cat
apprentice- Hazelpaw
Snakeclaw: Big tom with dark gray fur
Rainclaw- Brown tabby tom with grey patches that look like rain
Apprentice- Stingpaw
Apprentices:
Stingpaw- Pale cream she cat
Blackpaw- Black tabby tom
Queens
Brightheart- Light brown tabby cat, expecting
Oakstripe- Dark brown she cat with white spots on her pelt. Mother of Ivykit- Dark grey she cat, Patchkit- Dark brown tabby tom with lighter brown patches, Flashkit- Black tom with white streaks on his flank.
Elders
None
Windclan
Leader: Oatstar- Pale brown tabby tom
Deputy: Hootwhisker- Dark gray tom
apprentice- Runningpaw
Warriors:
Leafmoon- dappled ginger she cat
Slightfur- Black tom with a flash of white on his chest
Featherpool- Gray tabby she cat
Apprentice- Lilypaw
Mintheart- Calico she cat
Whiskerclaw- Ginger tom
Harefoot- Brown tom
Burnclaw- Red tabby tom
Apprentice- twigpaw
Grassfur- Tortishell tom
apprentice- swiftpaw
Goldentail- pale she cat with green eyes
Apprentices-
Swiftpaw- black she cat with white fur on his chest
Runningpaw- Grey tabby tom
Twigpaw- Brown tabby tom
Queens
Sedgeheart- Dark brown tabby tom
Lightpelt- White she cat, mother of fallkit and mudkit
Elders
Ruby- Gray she cat formerly a loner
Riverclan
Leader: Silverstar- Pretty sliver tabby she cat
Deputy: Duckclaw: Pale cream tom
Medicine cat: Garnetfur- light dappled tortoiseshell
apprentice: Wolfwing
apprentice: Silencepaw
Warriors:
Havenpelt- black and white she cat
Perchwing- gray and white she cat
Apprentice: Pepplepaw
Skywisp- white she cat
Apprentice: Finchpaw
Rockpelt- Dark grey tom
Ferretsnout- Small brown tom
blazetail: Ginger tom
Scarpelt- very furry tabby brown tom
Sunclaw- calico she cat
apprentice- Softpaw
Apprentices:
Softpaw- fluffy white she cat
Pepplepaw- light gray tom
finchpaw- Light gray tom
Silencepaw- Calico she cat
Queens
Halflight- Black she cat with half of her face white
Lunaclaw- White she cat, mother of shinepaw
Elders:
HeronWing- Dark gray and black tom
Prologue
The moving shapes below stood tightly packed on the small island. Leaf-fall was upon the Clan Cats and the fear of diseases.
Cats laughed, talked and gossiped underneath the full moon. Apprentices lept about showing off moves that they learnt, warriors laughed and shared stories from inside their camp, elders gossiped and gave evil looks to the younger warriors laughing at them from the the tall oaks.
The clans had never felt this relaxed around each other in moons.
There was gossip going round the clans of a new Shadowclan leader, however Shadowclan was not even here to confirm the news.
"I'm afraid that we may have to begin, even if Shadowclan do not arrive." The pure white she said grimly.
"I agree Whitestar, i'm afraid that Shadowclan will displease Starclan." SilverStar agreed
WhiteStar nodded and followed Silverstar, the RiverClan leader, and Oatstar , the Windclan leader, up onto the high rock.
The cats gossiping began to die down when they saw their leaders standing above them
"Where's ShadowClan?" A Windclan cat muttered.
"We can't start without a clan, right?" An apprentice asked.
"Starclan will be displeased," One elder grumbled.
"Cat's of all Clans!" Silverstar's voice echoed throughout the clearing. The muttering died down. "Shadowclan has not arrived yet but we must continue!" Silverstar nodded towards Whitestar.
"Leaf-fall has served ThunderClan well," Whitestar told the other clans, "we have seen the birth two healthy kits birthed from Frostpool."
"Fostpool, Frostpool, Frostpool!" The clan cats chanted from below.
"Also a patrol has recently chased of a badger, they said it was heading towards Windclan territory. That is all." Whitestar dipped her head towards Oatstar and he stood up.
"All is fine in Windclan! Thank you for the warning Whitestar, we have found badger scents on our territory we will keep our eye out." Oatstar said, "We have named a new apprentice, Twigpaw!"
The clans started chanting his name and a few of the apprentices nudged the new apprentice.
"Now for Riverclan," SilverStar announced, "prey has been running well in-"
"Wait!" Paws thundered in the dead silent clearing
It was Sharpclaw the Shadowclan deputy. His face almost seemed split in half. Most of his body was gray, apart from how half of his face, including his nose and mouth, was white. He had emerald green eyes and a bushy fox like tail. Cats say he got his name from his massive claws and prickly personality.
"Sharpclaw!" Silverstar gasped, "It is rude to interrupt a leader whilst speaking."
"Ha," The scarred tom cackled, "it's Sharpstar now!"
Silence hung throughout the clearing. All the cats knew how violent Sharpstar could be as only a deputy let alone a leader.
"What happened to Snowstar?" Oatstar demanded.
"Dead, long gone my friend!" He growled, "However that is not the news you want hear."
"Then what do we want to hear?" A silver furred she cat asked.
"Thunderclan have been trespassing onto our territory and stealing our prey!" Sharpstar declared.
Yowling erupted from the group of cats below.
"How dare you excuse us?" One Thunderclanner snarled.
"What proof do you have?" Another yelled.
"I have plenty of proof!" Sharpstar said confidently, "Thunderclan's scent is all across our border! Is that enough proof?"
"No!" Whitestar snapped back, "How do you know it's not just our scent just being blown over into your territory? It has been a breezy leaf-fall!"
"It's far too deep into our territory to just be 'blown'!"
"How would we even sneak into- wait" Whitestar paused, "What's that sound?"
"Whitestar! White Star!" A yowling came from the furthest point of the island.
The crowd separated to reveal a ginger cat with white spots dotted along her back racing past the cats with a small kit bouncing in her jaws. The small kit looked barely two moons, it had grey fur and a white muzzle and belly.
"What is it Gingerpool?" Whitestar asked.
"WHy have Thunderclan bought a kit to a gathering?" Sharpstar sneered yet there was a flash of fear in his eyes.
"I found it on our side of the Shadowclan border!" Gingerpool panted, "I wasn't sure what to do! All the queens were asleep so i just came here."
Whitestar glanced at Sharpstar then back at the kit.
"It must have been a rouge's kit," The Shadowclan leader stammered.
Silverstar padded up to the kit and gently sniffed it, "no, it has Shadowclan scent all over it!" The silver Riverclan leader turned back to the other leaders.
"Sharpstar?" Oatstar asked, "does this kit belong to Shadowclan?"
A long silent pause fell across the clans.
"Yes," Sharpstar sighed, "she's my kit."
"What?!" Whitestar yelled, "How did she end up so far from your camp?"
"I put her there." The green eyed tom bluntly replied.
"Why?"
"She was weak from the start! My mate died for that runt!"
Stormclaw, the shadowclan medicine cat, shuffled around a bit at that comment.
"So you abandon her?" Silverstar stood tall behind Whitestar.
"Yes," Sharpstar hissed back, as if fed up of this argument, "I'm disappointed to say she is my kit. I want her to die at my own paws!"
A loud gasp erupted from the clans below.
"Starclan," Whitestar muttered gazing up at the cloud covered moon. "Thunderclan will take the kit in. But," She stared at the Muscled Shadowclan leader, "This better not cause any unwanted rivalries."
"Oh it won't" And whilst Sharpstar was padding away, Whitestar could have sworn he said, "yet."
…
"Fallenheart!" Whitestar called, "take the kit over to the queen's den, im sure Frostpool can handle one more kit."
The tortoiseshell tom nodded and trotted over to the den with the kit hanging in her jaws, "wait, what's her name?"
"Uhh." WHitestar thought.
"I asked one of the other Shadowclan warriors," Featherpool, a silver she cat, said. "They said her mother wanted a kit called Mistkit."
"Then it is decided! We'll call her Mistkit!" Whitestar smiled.
Fallenheart nodded and continued making his way over to the queen's den.
"Whitestar?" A voiced behind her made her jump.
"Yes Lightpool?"
"I can't help but feel like dark times are ahead for all the clans, especially since Sharpstar became leader."
"I can only agree with you, i haven't forgotten the way he accused us of stealing prey."
"Yes,"
"Have starclan said anything?"
Lightpool shook her head and said nothing more.
Lightpool turned to leave when suddenly a gust of wind swept past her. She stood still in shock.
"Lightpool? are you okay?" Whitestar asked, her voice full of concern."
"When the path to Starclan becomes too clear, only the misted sky can stop it." LIghtpool muttered.
"What?"
"When the path to Starclan becomes too clear, only the misted sky can stop it," She repeated, louder.
Shaking her head slowly, Whitestar spoke, "a prophecy?"
"Yes, but i don't understand. Don't we need a clear path to Starclan? We receive prophecies from them."
"Is it about Mistkit?"
"I can only guess."
"Will she bring danger to this clan?" Whitestar panicked, "Was it a bad idea taking her in from Shadowclan?"
"Maybe we should wait and see, she is only a young kit. It's against the warrior code to abandon any cat in need!"
Whitestar looked up into the sky. "Oh Starclan," She whispered, "What are we going to do?"
AN: Ta Da! New fanfic complete. It's set about 3 years after the end of the the last hope anyway i'll try get the next chapter up as quickly as possible ^.^ Bye