I Don't Own Warrior Cats
Intro
Watching
Starry eyes stared down at the world of 'Paradise', if that's what humans call there places of where the dead gather. Honestly, it goes by so many names. For cats, it was StarClan. A soft sigh escaped the tom, he had learned many things of the clans, from the day he created this world for the dead and living. He made the places for the clans, the water that ran for them, he gave them all they needed to live.
Watching over them, in times of harshness and times of plenty. He felt no need to get involved in disputes with StarClan and the Clans on the Living Plane. For cats who think they know everything, he would often laugh at how ignorant they were. In truth, the times of the real story had been stretched and torn from the path of the real, honest truth.
Death did not mean 'The End' that is why he created StarClan and The Land Beyond. For the resting place of the worthy, yes, he admitted even some cats of evil needed a home. Thus the name "Forgotten Forest' was given to the darker part of StarClan, as they now call is 'The Dark Forest'. Foolishness of the cats was not a weakness, but a sign that they did not know the truth of him.
Many had forgotten the old ways, the days when StarClan was a place of rest and peace, not a place where you knew everything. The wisdom they had was of when they were alive, to teach others not to make the same mistake. For there were many a things they did not know of.
For instance, if you were to ask them, 'From where dose the water come from?' they wouldn't know. Or, perhaps, 'Why is there always a place to speak to StarClan?' they would come up with something. Such was their way of thinking. Many a things has been a lie, but they have all started to believe it.
He licked his blue and white coat and sighed, staring down at StarClan. They were trying to think of a prophecy. Ah yes, the new danger of BloodStorm's clan. The four originals had drive out the Clan of Darkness in olden times. Back when he was real and remembered, but now they are returning to the forest to seek vengeance on Thunder, Shadow, River, and Wind.
He purred softly, the four had always remembered him, they were the only ones who still talked to him, that and his three proxies, Blackfeather, Brightfeather, and Graywing. But, he could sense that the dead cats below had no idea what to do about BloodStorm, or even who he was.
He smirked a bit, perhaps soon he would beable to show himself again. Perhaps he might even make sure the all clans new of him and what StarClan truly was. Those in the Land Beyond, knew of him, Spottedleaf had talked to him from time to time, which is how he knew why he was never seen.
"For now I must watch, and wait." he told himself, laying down on the misty rock, watching them silently. Waiting for his time to come back to life.
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