Disclaimer: I am sorry to report that I do not own the Warriors series. I wish.
Hey, please respond with a cat, its relatives, its clan (ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, and WindClan) its looks and its personality!
Prologue
A blue-gray she-cat with piercing blue eyes stood next to moonpool. Three other cats stood with her. There was a tom with a pelt like a flame, another queen with a broad flattened face and a small light brown tabby with white paws, a white chest and bright, intelligent, amber, eyes. These were the two greatest leaders and two greatest medicine cats in the history of ThunderClan. The blue-gray queen got to her paws and spoke.
"The Clans are getting more and more hostile towards each other. Somehow we must stop this. If not, the Clans will kill each other and there will be no Clan cat left living," she said in a clear loud voice that rang around the clearing.
The fire colored tom stood and looked at the queen with questioning eyes. "But Bluestar," he said. "What can we do? It's not like we can tell them to have a daytime gathering like we once did. That was a good idea though on Sandstorm's part, though."
It was the brown tabby who answered, "Firestar, do you remember Tigerstar?" She paused as Firestar shuddered as he remembered his murderous enemy. "Well besides for Sasha and Goldenflower, he mated with another queen. His descendants from that queen are still living today and they can restore peace throughout the Clans."
The broad faced she-cat nodded. "Leafpool is right, Firestar. We have to send a quest to a cat, or cats, to go get them," she murmured.
"Well," said Bluestar. "It looks like it's time for a meeting…"
We are once again at moonpool, but this time there are 4 different cats. One was Firestar, the flame colored tom, one was a black and white WindClan tom with an unusually long tail, one was a huge, bracken colored tabby with green eyes and a crooked jaw from RiverClan, and one was a large, patchy-furred dark brown tabby. Surrounding them was the whole of StarClan.
Each of the 4 great leaders knew why they were there.
"It is time to once again assign a prophecy and a quest to 4 cats," said Firestar. "From ThunderClan will be Firesong." In the moonpool was the image of a young orange warrior, curled asleep in her nest.
The huge crooked-jawed tabby stepped forward and spoke, his rumbling voice echoing off the large stones, "For RiverClan, Rushingbrook." In the moonpool shone an image of a pure black cat lying in her nest, her ice blue eyes open and staring into nothing.
The cat from WindClan looked around at the cats and said, "WindClan will have Thrushwing." The image of a newly named, tortoiseshell, warrior, sitting vigil glowed softly in the pool. A few cats threw disapproving glances at each other. The WindClan leader looked at the cats and said, "I know what you're thinking. 'A cats whose hasn't even been a warrior for a day?!' But Thrushwing had been an apprentice for far too long!"
The last leader simply cried, "Tigerpaw!" Shocked murmurs rippled through the crowd as a gray and black tabby with orange paws and an orange chest appeared in the moonpool.
"An apprentice, Raggedstar! Are you sure it's wise?" A sleek, black, WindClan warrior asked.
"You, of all cats, Crowfeather, I thought would understand! Do you not remember that you were an apprentice on your quest? Look at you now!" yowled Raggedstar.
"Yes, look at me now," Crowfeather replied coldly. He closed his eyes, trying not to dwell too much on the past. Two cats, Leafpool and a silvery RiverClan queen, Feathertail, looked away.
Sensing the uncomfortable atmosphere, Bluestar stepped forth and cried, "Firestar, Raggedstar, Crookedstar and Tallstar have made their decisions. So it shall be!"
A/N: The next chapter may not come in a while. I need to think of names (I only have the cats on the quest names) and stuff and also need to get the one's you give to me. Remember I want
Name:
Looks:
Personality:
Relatives:
Other:
The first 4 entries with the names and stuff get to be the cats that will restore peace.
-Flamesong