Umm, this is my first fic, so help would be greatly appreciated.
I actually was inspired by a dream that what would happen if Squirrelflight found a newborn puppy. I love the Warriors series, but I always thought that dogs were always displayed as dumb and horrible creatures in the series, so I thought the rest of the story up.
This is set after Twilight.
Disclaimer: If I owned Warriors, I'd be rich, but right now, I'm broke, so what does that tell ya?
A characters thoughts.
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It was Stormfur and Brook.
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Why are they here? Squirrelflight asked herself, nearly bursting with excitement. Then her stinging cuts reminded her of the battle and how much damage had been done. At least Leafpool is back. She thought grimly.
Watching her father limp up to meet them, the she-cat knew that it had to be important. Why else would they be here?
Her father exchanged a few words with the pair, and then went to consult with Leafpool. Squirrelflight saw Stormfur's eyes sweep over the throng of hurt cats, pausing to twitch his whiskers in greeting at her.
Padding up to him, she brushed her muzzle along his side.
"Haven't seen you in a while," he purred.
"That's because you've been spending all your time with your pretty she-cat," Squirrelflight teased.
"I'm not the only one, though, am I? As I recall, you and Brambleclaw are very close."
Squirrelflight frowned. "Were. Brambleclaw and I were very close." She sighed.
Stormfur's face quickly turned to a frown. He opened his mouth to say something when Firestar called to him, "Stormfur, come, I can see you in my den."
He hesitated, then nodded, turning and padded away with Brook.
Squirrelflight watched them go and, seeing how close her friend and Brook were, made her long for Brambleclaw even more. Ohh, why does he trust that, that Hawkfrost more than me? Growling to herself, she added, Why couldn't you just stay away from him, you treacherous filthy traitorous Riverclan cat!
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Leafpool padded up to Moonpool. In the back of her mind, she knew it was a dream, most likely from Starclan. As she approached the moon lit pool, the sweet scent of Spottedleaf drifted from behind. Leafpool tried to move, but it was like she was frozen into place.
"Leafpool, there is dark times up ahead. Creatures with more ambition than good will slowly but surely gain power. To defeat it, enemies must become allies, and grudges must be put aside for love."
Spottedleaf's voice faded, and in the background Leafpool heard faintly but clearly; pack, pack, Kill, kill.
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Squirrelflight woke up with a start. She had been dreaming about hunting with Brambleclaw, when she had been a apprentice, and he had never known Hawkfrost. It had been a good dream, interrupted by emotions that were not her own.
The link with her sister was sending waves of confusion and fear.
Blinking the sleep from her eyes, she padded out from the warriors den. Glancing back at her, she saw where Stormfur and Brook were sleeping, side by side. Earlier that day, Firestar had padded out of his den confidently and his eyes had shown with happiness. Leaping up onto highrock, he had addressed the clan with the news that Ravenpaw, the loner that lived by their old territory, had traveled with Graystripe to the Tribe of Rushing Water. Unfortunately, Graystripe had sprained his leg, but it was healing rapidly, thanks to Stoneteller.
She shivered, remembering how cold Brambleclaw had looked. His amber eyes sent shocks through her fur. She guessed he probably was the only cat that who resented the grey-furred warriors return.
Padding across the clearing toward Leafpool's den, she now wondered what her sister had dreamed to make her feel that way. Something with Hawkfrost, maybe? She mused.
Reaching it, she saw Leafpool breathing heavily, her eyes flickering back and forth under her eyelids. Then, as another wave of fear coursed through her fur, her sister gasped. Then, very faintly, she heard Leafpool whisper, "pack, pack, kill, kill."
Squirrelflight froze in shock.
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Leafpool opened her eyes to see Squirrelflight staring at her in shock. Oh, no, what did I say out loud?
"Hi," she said weakly.
"What happened?" Squirrelflight asked, just as weak.
Leafpool shook her head. She needed to tell Firestar, and she needed to tell him now.
She sat up stiffly, then padded out of her den. Squirrelflight followed, opening her mouth to ask something, then closing her mouth again as if she had decided against it.
She reached her father's den in silence, then stopped. Did she tell her father now, so soon after the badger attack; or did she wait to find out what it meant first.
Mousebrain! She thought to herself. Of course she told Firestar. He needed to know.
She hesitated one last time, unsure, but then breeze carried another scent; Cinderpelts. Filled with her mentor's spirit, she padded in to the den.
"Firestar. Firestar, wake up! I've had a sign from Starclan!" she muttered, loud enough for her father to hear, she poked him with her paw.
Blinking the sleep from his eyes, he mumbled, "what?"
"I've had a sign from Starclan," she hissed under her breath, pleading.
He was suddenly wide awake. "What is it?"
Leafpool gulped. She hadn't planned on what she was going to say.
"Umm, in my dream I was walking towards moonpool," she began hesitantly. "And as soon as I saw the water, I couldn't move. Then Spottedleaf came up behind me. I was frozen, so I couldn't see her, but I knew it was her, I mean, no other cat has her scent, and she is the one who usually visits me when I talk to Starclan." She realized she was rambling, and took a deep breath, then told the rest of her dream to Firestar with a steady voice.
As soon as she whispered the final part of her dream, where the mysterious voice had said those same words, pack, pack, kill, kill, Firestar had frozen. His eyes seemed to unfocus, and Leafpool knew he was reliving when he had first heard those same words.
Shaking his head and stirring, he looked at his daughter. "Are you sure you didn't eat too much fresh-kill?" he asked, trying to lighten the mood, but the words held no trace of joking.
"Quite sure. What do you think it means?"
He sighed. "I really don't know. Maybe dogs will be coming, but who would be our allies? The neighboring clans? The badgers? I highly doubt the last."
"What will you say to the clan?"
"What do you think?"
Taken back by her leader's suggestion, she pondered for a moment. "I think you should tell them, so if we have to befriend an enemy, the clan will be ready for it, and not object to it."
Firestar nodded, understanding. "I agree. We'll tell them at sunhigh."
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As sunhigh approached, Squirrelflight felt her sister emotions churning with anticipation. She shivered, wondering what could've caused her sister to feel like this.
As Firestar yowled from atop highrock, she saw Leafpool walking towards him and sit at the base.
"What do you think Firestar wants?" Ashfur asked, coming to sit by her.
She shrugged, although she knew it had to do with what had happened last night.
"Cats of Thunderclan, last night, our medicine cat, Leafpool, received a sign from Starclan." As he went on to describe what Leafpool had told him, shocked gasps came from all cats, especially those who had been alive when the dogs had attacked, almost 2 seasons ago. She saw Brightheart cringe, but she sat tall, not letting her past memories get the best of her.
"I want you all to be aware of all possible dangers, inside the clan and out. We don't want to underestimate dogs, or creatures that might help them." His eyes darted, almost unnoticeably, towards Brambleclaw. She stiffened, seeing Brambleclaw seeming unfazed by the fact that Tigerclaw was the creature to help the dogs that had ravaged Thunderclan territory those many moons before.
"This enemy," he continued, "that will be our ally is what we must be ready for. " He flicked his tail, signaling that the meeting was over, and all around the camp started buzzing with separate conversations.
"Wow." Ashfur murmured. "I never thought would be this bad." Flicking his tail at her, he asked, "Should we ask Firestar if we can help?"
Blinking out of her revere, she nodded. "Okay."
"Squirrelflight!" She turned and saw Brambleclaw padding toward her. Turning her back on him, she turned to Ashfur. "Okay, let's go."
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Well, here's the first chappie. Please Review, it keeps me motivated, and I really, really wanted to write a story like this.
Didn't think it would be this long, but I like it. Do you? Is it Good, bad, needs improvement? Please tell me!
Till next chappie! (hopefully!)
BlindSeer220.