LostClan: The Final Clan

by The Last Clan

Cats from each clan have been unhappy with what things that have been happening in the four clans, so they run away from their clans and settle in the hills behind WindClan and start their own clan. Will StarClan and the other clans accept them? ON HIATUS until further notice

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

LostClan

Shadebloom stalked along the ShadowClan border, patrolling for her clan. She was a new warrior, just receiving her warrior name the night before. She looked around her as if she didn't want to be followed, and continued past the border markings, to beyond the top of her territory. She jumped up on a tree stump, waiting for the cats she was meeting. The bushes behind her rustled, and a small black she-cat appeared.

"Hello, Duskpaw."

"Shadebloom." Duskpaw dipped her head respectfully. Shadebloom nodded to the tree stump next to her, and Duskpaw's ears pricked as she alighted.

"Are they coming soon?" Duskpaw asked Shadebloom, who nodded.

"Of course we are." Two identical golden toms stepped out from the bushes, and sat at the foot of the stump. Following them was their Clanmate, a large brown muscular she-cat with a torn ear.

"RiverClan is present." The she-cat spoke.

"But Steadyfoot, where is Redcloud?" Shadeblook tipped her head curiously to the side.
"Whitecough." One of the toms spoke.

"But not serious," the other assured Shadebloom. "She'll be here for the next meeting."

"WindClan representatives." A tall, lanky tom announced the presence of the third Clan.

"Hello, Rabbitjump." Shadebloom greeted the tom.

"Swiftpaw!" Duskpaw jumped down from the stump to touch noses with a light brown apprentice who appeared.

"New recruits?" Shadebloom nodded in appreciation.

"Two, and a third who was on patrol tonight and could not come."

"Wonderful. Hello, apprentice. Oh, and Rockpelt." Shadebloom greeted Rockpelt and her apprentice.

"I'm Streampaw." The apprentice jumped in, clearly not afraid of the new cats.

"Streampaw is my new apprentice. She is very enthusiastic. About everything." Rockpelt glared at Streampaw with dancing eyes.

"Where's our rouges?" Duskpaw resumed her seat on the stump.

"We aren't rouges for much longer." A white heavily pregnant she-cat and a dark brown tom came into the clearing, brushing pelts.

"Hello, Blanc and Blackie."

"Wait for me!" A small mew came from outside the clearing, and a small warrior pelted in. Shadebloom smiled at him.

"Foxfire. Good, we are all here except for Rascal and Ho-" Suddenly, a black she-cat pelted into the clearing.

"Break! ShadowClan! Following me! Run!"