I do not own The Warriors series or any characters. I do own this plot, though.
Hey, everybody! This is my first full length Warriors fanfic, so please review! Thanks.
Just wanted to let everyone know that this story really picks up after the first two to three chapters (I'm horrible at writing prologues) because they're mainly for setting up what the characters are like. Chapter three is the start of the action, Chapters six sets up the battle scene, Chapter seven is the battle scene, and Chapter eight/nine is when things start to get really interesting. So don't let the really really (I admit it) bad prologue deter you from reading the rest!
Prologue
"Hasn't he suffered enough?" the small black and white tom hissed, glaring furiously at the older, dark gray she-cat. "Why must his every paw-step be filled with pain?"
The gray she-cat licked one paw thoughtfully, trying to find the right words to answer the tom's question, and then responded. "I know it doesn't seem fair…"
"Well that's because it isn't!" the tom cut in angrily, fury in each mew, as he continued to stare her in the eyes, shedding his normally calm, quiet demeanor in defense of a cat that he couldn't possibly help.
"Runningnose, even StarClan can't decide a cat's fate, you know that," she mewed sympathetically as she brushed her pelt up against his to comfort him, biting back a bitter, harsh reply, "And he's stronger than he seems. You can't always think of him as a kit."
Runningnose snorted and finally spat, his whole pelt shaking with anger, "Don't think you can stop me from warning him."
The gray she-cat lashed her tail out of both frustration and anger. Didn't we already go over this? she wondered almost aloud. Tired of suppressing her anger and also certain that Runningnose wouldn't understand unless she made it perfectly clear, she snarled, "And destroy his faith in StarClan, Runningnose? Destroy everything he's ever believed? And for what? Knowledge won't save him, it will only hurt him. Deliver the prophecy and nothing else! Or I'll make it so you won't have to worry about that runny nose anymore."
"Yellowfang, you're…" And then Runningnose stopped, a defeated look in his eyes, and turned away without finishing his thought. He then ran away, disappearing into a starry thicket. Yellowfang watched him go, sympathy clawing at her heart. Is this right? she wondered.