HEY EVERYONE! It's me, tiger232, with my FIRST EVER fanfiction! PLEASE be kind, (it's my first, as I had just told you) and Enjoy!
Allegiances:
Leader- Flightstar- Pale grey tom
Deputy- Stormheart- Dark grey tom
Medicine Cat- Dappleheart- Tortoiseshell and white she-cat
Applepaw- Dappled golden she-cat
Warriors:
Darkpool- Scarred white she-cat
Mousestep- Grey and white tom
Fernfoot- Golden she-cat
Fallingstep- Black tom
Thorngaze- Golden she-cat
Lionfall- Dark brown tom
Leafsong- Light brown and white she-cat
Oakfur- Russet tom
Silverstep- Silver she-cat
Bramblepath- Brown tabby tom
Mellowfoot- Black tom
Apprentice's:
Smallpaw- Black and white tom
Blackpaw- Black tom
Blossompaw- Brown mottled she-cat
Daisypaw- Creamy she-cat
Queens:
Featherheart- Dark grey she-cat (Mother to Foxkit- Dark grey she-cat, blue eyes, Stonekit- Black tom, amber eyes, Honeykit- Golden she-cat, foster mother to Leopardkit- Dark golden brown spotted she-cat)
Pebbleflower- White and grey she-cat (Mother to Icekit- White she-cat, green eyes, Blazekit- Ginger tom)
Prologue:
A cool mist floated over the river's edge, casting eerie shadows across the water. Flightstar stood positioned on the bank, a slow breeze ruffling his pale grey fur. His amber eyes scanned the frigid water, searching for something that was hidden by the vast fog. A few moments earlier, he had heard a ripple of water splash his paws, and his ears were pricked and alert. All he could hear was the slow trickling water running down the path. Then he heard a splash. Off in the distance, something was bobbing up and down in the water. Driftwood? A bird? A . . . cat? Flightstar dashed towards it, intent on finding out the truth. A dark golden spotted head was poking out of the water, wailing for it's mother as she clung to a piece of wood. Flightstar gazed out at it with curiosity, and flicked his tail. This kit had been separated from her mother, he was sure. But how did she end up in the river? He gently picked her up by the scruff, her wet fur blocking his scent, and tore back into the trees. He raced away from the slow moving river, towards where his clan awaited. Dried mud was stretched across the top of the stone hollow, and he leaped down to the clearing, his claws gripping rock from rock.
His clan mates raced to meet him, and stopped short in awe.
"Who is she?" His medicine cat murmured.
"I rescued the kit from the river." Flightstar began. "We'll take her in." Murmurs of quiet protest rippled throughout Thunderclan, but no cat dared to oppose their Leader.
"Featherheart, will you take her in with Foxkit, Honeykit, and Stonekit?" The dark grey she-cat nodded, and padded towards the shivering kit.
The she-cat placed the kit in her jaws, and cocked her head.
"I'll call her Leopardkit." She decided. "Leopardkit."