Heyy! Welcome to my very first Warriors cats novel! I'm super excited to begin, and I really hope everyone enjoys the story along the way. Now, onto the prologue!
Plop. Plop. Plop.
The heavy rain shot down from the thick grey clouds, dancing across Featherwisps's pelt as she coddled the newly born kit they'd found curled up on the ground in her mouth. The wind slapped at her fur, sending her to squint in an attempt to block out the cold sharp dashes of wind and the thick pellets of rain that swiped left and right beside her.
"W-Where are we going, Firebloom... I-I don't think she'll make it through the cold." Featherwisp queried, her ears flattening against her head as she fought forward despite the harsh winds that almost threw her off her paws. Firebloom stood, barely visible, beside the foggy dense branch of a pine tree, attempting to search for someplace to rest at, a burrow or a makeshift den area under a log, to no avail. She sighed, rather loudly in fact, oblivious to the fear that rippled off of Featherwisp's spine.
"Honestly? I don't know..." Firebloom murmured hoarsely, her fur bristling as she clung to the ground with her claws unsheathed. The wind whistled, and the kitten Featherwisp held so tightly in her maw wriggled back and forth, in an attempt to escape the solid grasp the warrior held on her. She mewled, her paws swinging wildly around, patting at Featherwisp's chest fur passionately.
"We can't just give up!" Featherwisp hissed, eyeing the kit, her eyes bright and sorrowful. An overwhelming blur of affection lit her gaze, and her eyes fogged in despair.
"I-I know." Firebloom whispered under her breath, followed by a light cough. She glanced to Featherwisp before letting out a disgruntled hiss. "I can't believe how foolish we are! Wandering this far out despite Meadowsong's and Cottonpaw's strict rules. They told us it was going to rain!" She muttered, beginning to pace in circles. "They told us and we didn't listen! They told us we'd get trapped out here! They told us!" The young she-cat exclaimed repeatedly, her tail lashing as the wind blew her over only moments later.
Featherwisp leaped towards Firebloom, straining her eyes through the fog and pouring rain that began to give way to strong beads of hail over time to check if her friend was alright. "We did what we had to do. We heard her meowing, we heard her yowls, do you think we could just ignore that? We aren't monsters! We'll be fine, Firebloom. I know it. We'll get back, and we'll be fine."
Firebloom shook her head. "I'd hope so."
Featherwisp smiled falsely, "we can dig up a hole under this pine tree for her, with leaves blocking the outside," She began, glancing down to her kit with a concerned gaze, her blue eyes reflecting Firebloom's tragic expression. "We'll leave her here, just for the time being while we look for a place to stay until the hail passes over. Okay? We can do this. I know we can."
"And then we'll come back for her?"
"Yes, we'll come back for her."
"Okay."
"Okay."
"We can do this."
"We can do this."