Warning:Contains one character that's not in the Omen of the star series but she's a real character in the Warriors series, Haypaw. You know her as Hayberry in the Field Guide arc, she is a Riverclan cat. Haypaw will be a slender grey tortoiseshell she-cat with bright green-yellow eyes, sharp claws and white muzzle. Her mentor is Petalfur.
Oh, and you can ask question too :D like Q&A...Oh who am I kidding-it's Q&A.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Adventure, Humor, Harem, revolving around Toshiro, maybe other bleach characters as well-most likely Ichigo.(he's gonna be a cat, and he is loved by she-cats, I'm so going to enjoy this-And you do realized that I'm being sarcastic.)
Had been edited by Nightwing1104 X3 Thanks you!
Haypaw was just a normal she-cat.
She wasn't special, nor did she have talent or brilliant beauty compared to the other cats in Riverclan. On top of that, she was very shy and could get startled at just a small sound of rustling tree or flowing water. Her clanmates always called her a scaredy-cat.
But she didn't mind, because she knew they were telling the truth. She wasn't special, but wished that she was, just so others could see who she really was: A beautiful and strong she-cat, inside an ugly grey pelt.
Especially Rainstorm. She's had a crush on him for several moons, even before he became a warrior. She played with him as a kit sometimes, though she doubts that he even remembers her name anymore. She was always called a 'scaredy-cat', so often that they forgot her actual name.
Well, most of them.
She loved her mentor a lot. Petalfur would always care about her, despite her timid nature. In fact, she'd do anything for Petalfur. She's loyal to her clan, but her closest relationships would come first in her head.
When the stream and river flowing around Riverclan began to dry away, all the prey ran from the territory. The fresh-kill became so scarce that there had been a big panic attack happening in Riverclan. Cats were discussing about the subject in fear. What if the stream completely runs out of water and all the fish die? If that happened, then they wouldn't be able to get enough fresh-kill to feed the whole clan anymore. And it would be even worse if the other clans were to invade Riverclan after they noticed the change in the cats' appearance; most of them had become more skinny and unstable than before.
"Let all cats old enough to swim gather to hear my words!" Leopardstar yowled, standing on top of one of the green trees and gazing down at the clan cats with her dark amber eyes.
The fierce voice of their leader seemed to have the cats' attention right away as they began to flood out of the dens and gather under the green tree. The cats stared up at their leader with interest. Her deputy, Mistyfoot, sat on the branch next to Leopardstar, a worried expression on her face.
Haypaw padded silently out of the elder's den. She was in the middle of taking ticks out of Blackclaw's pelt and she had to say, the old tom had too many ticks for his own good. Haypaw was glad that Leopardstar had decided to call a clan meeting now. She struggled to get pass her clanmates and made a mental note that Troutpaw, Rushpaw and Mossypaw were bullying Hollowpaw again. she felt really bad for the small apprentice- yeah sure, she wasn't special but at least she wasn't bullied by other cats.
Except the nickname; does that even count as being bullied?
Haypaw sat next to her mentor, Petalfur, with one last glance toward Hollowpaw's direction.
Leopardstar's gaze swept over the clan again as she spoke, her tone sounding hollow and tired. "You all know that the stream around our territory is drying out, and there has been no rain in the last moon. Our prey had either run away or died, and there is barely a mouse in our territory right now. If we don't do anything about it, there will be trouble ahead for our clan." She announced. Some of the cats whispered and nodded amongst themselves, but she ignored them and continued with her speech.
"Our only source of food left are the fish in the lake, but I have received reports that some cats from other clans are stealing our fish!" Leopardstar hissed,"Those mangy, fish-brained cats have a forest full of mice, rabbits, and voles but they're still trying to steal the fish from our stream!" She quickly silenced the yowl of rage from the cats below with a sharp flick of her tail.
"That's why, at the next gathering, I'll give them a warning and claim all the fish in the stream as well as the entire lake. There might be protest from the other clans so I want you all to prepare in case a battle breaks out between Riverclan and the other clans."
Haypaw stared at her leader in shock while the other cats yowled their approval of war. Some of them had a tinge of bloodlust in their eyes that sent a shiver to her spine. She turned to Petalfur with a panicked look. "Is it really necessary, Petalfur? Do we really have to fight?"she whispered quietly.
Petalfur nodded sadly at her apprentice. "Yes, a war is something that we can't avoid between four clans. We need prey to feed our clan right now and if it broke down to a fight...well, you hear them." She sighed, looking at Grasspelt and Beetlewhisker, her littermates, as both of them yowled along with the other cats.
Haypaw closed her eyes to focus on what Leopardstar had to say next, though she couldn't hear anything with all the commotion going on.
Mistyfoot rose to her paws from her spot, earned a nod from Leopardstar as the golden tabby turned back to her clanmates. "That is all I want to say. You can go now." She jumped down from the high branch and headed back to her den.
The blue-gray deputy, having jumped down from the branch as well, trotted to Petalfur. "I want you to go patrolling the border with Icewing and Pebblefoot. Tell him to bring Rushpaw."
Petalfur gave Mistyfoot a curt nod as the deputy padding away to her duties,"Come on Haypaw,"she purred to her apprentice and padded off to find Pebblefoot. Haypaw quickly scurried after Petalfur, sparing a short glance at the elder's den. 'Oh well, maybe I'll do it later. Blackclaw has to deal with his own ticks for now.'
Across Riverclan's camp, passing the island, lied a handsome pale blue and white tom on the grass. He had strange markings on his pelt, the swirling patterns oddly resembling snowflakes, with another small, four-pointed star pattern at his neck.
His pelt brushed against a nearby bush as the shining sun peered down beneath the willow's shade. As if on clue, a groan escaped from the tom's mouth.
The strange tom trembled slowly, muttering as the blood in a wound began to well up, a scarlet color slithering out of the gash. It was a deep wound, unlike any other injuries that were caused by claws or fangs.
Haypaw slipped and fell on the now low-stream, water splashing all over the place as she slipped again while trying to get up. Rushpaw laughed at Haypaw's clumsiness. "Haha! You're alway so clumsy, scaredy-cat!" The light brown tabby laughed again, her whiskers twitching in amusement.
Pebblefoot growled impatiently behind his shoulder. "Get up, you fish-brain! We're not here to play with water!" He scolded Haypaw, causing the she-cat to blush in embarrassment. She felt like a kit again, even if it was just a few heartbeats.
Petalfur grabbed Haypaw by the scuff and helped the grey apprentice get to her paws. She gave Haypaw a quick lick as well, "Be careful next time. I will make sure that you get back to the camp in one piece." She teased.
Haypaw's tail flickered. She purred back at Petalfur with affection. That's why her mentor was the best!
Icewing opened her mouth to scent and taste the air, and she scowled when no trail of any prey could be scented, except a fishy and salty scent that still remained on the air. "Let's divided from here. Petalfur, Pebblefoot, and I will go this way."
Pebblefoot nodded firmly. He glanced back at Rushpaw, whose eyes had been sparkling nonstop for the last twenty minutes because of the exciting feeling of her first patrol.
Both cats took off after Icewing with his apprentice close by, leaving Petalfur and Haypaw, standing over the low stream.
"We better get going, the clan needs prey." Petalfur beckoned Haypaw to follow as she swims like a fish across the small river, while Haypaw was doing a poor job copying her mentor.
They stepped out of the water and ran together. With Haypaw doing her best to follow Petalfur, the gray and white she-cat had realized this, as she slowed down to match Haypaw's speed. "You feel tired yet?" She asked.
"N-no, not at all!" Haypaw shrieked. Her hind leg kicked against the grass, causing rustling noises to echo through the green forest. A strong forest wind swept past both cats, making their fur bristle along with the wind.
Petalfur stopped altogether as her face hardened. She licked the air and a tense expression crossed her face. "Wait...fresh blood, I smell fresh blood!" She hissed. "There are intruders in our territory!" She meowed in fury. "Haypaw, go back to the camp and report this to Leopardstar, or any warriors. Hurry!" She shouted, before dashing off in some random direction.
Fear crossed Haypaw's face. She concentrated on sniffing and sure enough, the smell of blood made her wince. Haypaw quickly turned and dashed back to her camp, her tail slashing from side to side as she ran.
'Oh Starclan, intruders! I hope it's not from the other clans who have come to steal our fish again...'
Petalfur skidded to a halt in front of a large willow tree covered in wild bushes. She crouched down, her teeth bared. 'I must not be reckless...there might be more than one cat just waiting to attack me in the bushes.'
She shifted her paws, wondering if she should approach the cat first or wait for the others. Haypaw would bring them here soon, so she decided to just go in the bushes and see the intruders first.
Petalfur padded forward, still in the crouched position, just like stalking prey. She tried to avoid the littered leaves and dry twigs as she looked through the bush.
And that's when she saw him.
A strange, pale, blue-and-white tabby, his pelt glowing in the sunlight. She could clearly make out the swirling pattern of snowflakes on his fur, haunches and front paw, while the other paws were completely white. But what caught her attention the most was that the tom had a pretty bad wound on his shoulder, and it was bleeding a lot.
Petalfur's ears twitched at the sound of paw steps thudding against the ground. She turned around just in time to recognize her brother, Grasspelt, along with Minnowtail, and Mossypaw.
"Petalfur!" Minnowtail called. She padded up to Petalfur and wiped her muddy paws on a nearby bark with a disgusted expression.
"Where are the intruders? I'll shred their fur off!" Grasspelt hissed, his teeth barred and claws unsheathed. He looked a lot like Petalfur was until she saw the bleeding tom.
Petalfur shook her head. "I think there is only one intruder, and he's already bleeding to death out there." She beckoned them to follow as she padded into the bush. Three warriors and one apprentice came face to face with the tabby. Some of his blood had already begun to dry, covering the ground around him in a dark red color.
Mossypaw shivered. "Oh my StarClan..." The words were lost on her lips as she stared at the amount of dry blood on the ground, leaves, and anything within a tail-length from the tom. She had never seen that much blood in her life before.
Grasspelt looked at the white-blue tabby with narrowed eyes and trotted closer to the lifeless body. "I think he's dead. I have never seen a cat lose this much blood and stay alive." He conceded.
Petalfur's ears flicked as a faint breath escaped from the tom's mouth. "No, he is alive! Quick, let's bring him back-"
She was cut off when Grasspelt meowed irritably, a hint of disapproval in his tone. "For what? We have enough mouths to feed already! Besides, he might be a spy sent from other clans." He grumbled.
"Then you want to leave and let him die?! I don't remember my brother being that heartless!" Petalfur protested back. she felt horrible to say that to Grasspelt, but she felt like she had to save the tom.
Grasspelt was taken aback by his sister's outburst. Luckily, Minnowtail stepped in between them. "If you want to take him back, then you better hurry. That tom is about to die any heartbeat now." She informed them with a shrug. "Mossypaw! Come here, aren't you the one begged me to fight with the intruders? Don't just stand there like a fish out of water at the mere sight of blood!"
Mossypaw nodded weakly. She padded to her mentor, head held high, though her face remained nervous. 'Calm down Mossypaw...Calm down. That tom is unconscious, he can't hurt you...'
She noticed the tom's face for the first time, since she was so focused on his blood, rather than his face. 'He's...kinda cute... Huh, he is cute.' She blushed shyly, looking at the unconscious tabby.
Grasspelt sighed in defeat. Why did Petalfur had to be so difficult? He had never seen her like this before. "Oh right, fine! But if Leopardstar yells at you then don't look to me for help!"
Haypaw shifted impatiently in front of the camp entrance. She hoped Petalfur was alright... She felt that it was unfair that Mossypaw got to come with the other warriors to Petalfur's place, but what could she do? Nothing, besides just getting in the way.
"Hey, they didn't let you come to fight the intruders?" Hollowpaw asked, surprising Haypaw. She gave a loud yelp in reply.
"Oh, hi, Hollowpaw. And yeah, I'll just get in the way since I'm not much of a fighter..." Haypaw muttered, her ears folding slowly.
Hollowpaw nodded. He was a little fond of the grey she-cat, since she didn't join in with Troutpaw, Mossypaw and Rushpaw, bullying him."But Mossypaw got to go with them. She's lucky her mentor, Minnowtail, is one of the warriors Mistyfoot sent to go fight the intruders..."
Haypaw rubbed her forepaw against the lifeless earth awkwardly, dry leaves getting stuck in her claws. She blinked, and held her front paw up with an amused purr. "Hahaha, your paw is wet! And muddy!" Hollowpaw laughed. But it wasn't a kind of mocking laugh, more like a friendly one.
"I know! I love getting my paw wet." Haypaw laughed along with Hollowpaw. She was glad to have company, but guilt edged her tongue when she laughed. She didn't help Hollowpaw when he was being bullied, yet he was still so nice to her...
"Yeah, well-"
Mossypaw emerged from behind a tall tree, her breath hard and tired from running too fast. The she-cat raced into the camp, passing both bewildered apprentices without sparing them a single glance. She head straight to the medicine cat's den. "Mothwing!" Mossypaw yelled. "Come, quickly!"
Haypaw looked at the medicine cat's den, holding back a choke. Why would Mossypaw have to find Mothwing? Did some cat get hurt? It wasn't Petalfur...right?
'Please, not Petalfur!' Haypaw prayed desperately. Just then, a loud shout came from the medicine cat's den. It was Mothwing's voice.
"WHAT!? RIGHT NOW!?"
"YES! RIGHT NOW."
Hollowpaw winced slightly. He turned to Haypaw with a strange look. "You think some cat got hurt? Mothwing's being very loud, and Mossypaw too..."
Haypaw shook her head,"I don't know... And I'm afraid to know." She pricked her ears, trying to make out Mothwing and Mossypaw's conversation.
Mothwing ran out of the medicine cat's den with dock, horsetail, and a ton of cobwebs. Mossypaw ran right behind her, moss in her mouth, though Haypaw saw a tingle of yellow color on the moss. Probably honey. Both cats disappeared in the shade of the lush green trees, leaving behind a whole, very confused clan.
Leave a review please! It would be really nice :)) Oh yeah, and I have a poll for the cats who would later fall in love with Toshiro too XD Then it will be Ichigo's !
Choose up to 4 cats, in review or the poll~
Ivypaw(ThunderClan)
Blossompaw(ThunderClan)
Dawnpelt(ShadowClan)
Shrewfoot(ShadowClan)
Heathertail(Windclan)
Swallowtail(WindClan)
Troutpaw(RiverClan)
This is a harem fanfiction, but Toshiro won't be mate with any cat ==' That may change based on the vote, but I prefer not to.