Brightclaw237: Hey everyone, here's a new crossover idea for fossil fighters and warriors. The plot revolving on how things would be if Brightclaw never did grow up with Hunter and other humans. If she never became an angel-hound and stayed as a wild-hound. If Brightclaw had managed to return to the forest right when everyone had to leave. Brightclaw and the few remaining wild-hounds leading the clans to what would eventually become Vivosaur Island. I own nothing but the angel-hounds and wild-hounds.

Here is the full summary:What would have happened if Brightclaw had been able to travel with the clans and reach what would become Vivosaur Island. If Brightclaw had never met Hunter as a child, and would never be able to learn to trust humans again. Now as a wild-hound, she must do whatever it takes to defend her new home from the fossil fighters. Will Brightclaw manage to see a single twoleg as part of her clan, or will Brightclaw be betrayed by them once more and lose her home? Will Brightclaw stay a wild and free hound, or promise to protect someone as an angel-hound?

My eyes widen in horror at the sight of the forest. Twolegs machines have torn through most of the forest. Several animals are covered in mud and reek of pollution. The polluted air stings my eyes and nose, but I dash through the remains of the place that I call home. My paws and claws almost getting stuck in the mud. My fur and clothes cling to my sides, and it becomes harder to see. I stop in my tracks as a twoleg slowly walks toward me with one of those objects used to restrain large animals like myself. I growl and run away after he leaps at me. I managed to dodge the attack by jumping onto his back and shaking off the mud that had clung to my body and clothes. My ears perk up at the howling of my little brother. A low growl sounds from my throat, and I take off in the direction of the howling. In five minutes, I see most of my clanmmates trying to free everyone from cages that are stacked in a truck. Yuki, Brightshadow, and Foxfang are trapped within cages. Wolfblaze is trying to free Foxfang. Sparky is trying to free Yuki, while Tangleclaw is trying to free my brother. It is no use though, there is a chain keeping his cage shut. "Everybody, stand back!" I snarl, and they back away once they hear my voice. Rage building up, I focus energy into my claws and they begin to glow with a blueish green aura around them. I charge at the cages and slash at them. I manage to break off the locks and chains, but the chains on Brightshadow's protected the lock mechanism. Everyone runs away from the truck, but none notice that my brother is still trapped. Nobody except Sparky notices and he runs toward the truck.

"I'll save him, Brightclaw!" Sparky growls, biting down on the locking mechanism and freeing my brother. Brightshadow leaps off the truck and lands on my back, too tired to run. A twoleg comes from in front of the truck and grabs Sparky before he could get off himself. The twoleg puts Sparky in a similar cage, and puts him in the back of the truck. The truck starts up, but I have no energy to give chase. Wolfblaze comes back and lifts both Brightshadow and I onto her back.

"Sparky!" I howl, reaching out to him, even knowing how useless it is as the truck drives away.

Eight years later…

I wake up to the sound of a twoleg machine known as a boat from the distance. Twolegs are what the clan cats and us wild-hounds call the humans. I dash out of the forest to examine what is going on. I climb up one of the few remaing deciduous trees by the forest's entrance. I see several boats appraoch the docks. I grab a metallic objet from my backpack. I look at the strange object in my paw that I had been able to obtain just a day ago. It is a green and white rimmed medallion with the image of a large flying reptile with an Aztec appearance. I also have a few others, three more green medals, one blue, and a red medal. I am able to communicate with these creatures telepathically. I place the medal in the small backpack that I had bought in secret from the eyes of the twolegs. I bring out my journal that I have kept since arriving on this island. Many years ago, I was once human. I am something known as a wild-hound though, a wolf-like creature that has the same abilities as humans. I am a rare case of my species, once called an angel-hound by my first friend. I had the ability to change between my canine and twoleg forms. I no longer care about once being a twoleg though, because my forest home was completely torn apart by them and their construction equipment. The food was poisoned by the chemicals, and caused many of the cats from all clans to fall ill. Few were saved from the poison, but we had no choice but to leave. I managed to arrive in time only to rescue my brother and a few other wild-hounds. One of my dearest friends that used to be human was captured though, and taken away that day. After getting all the clans to a safe area, I gathered a small group of wild-hounds to search for the few that had been captured. In the end, we couldn't find anyone, not even my leader's best friend. Letting out a sigh, I close the book and put it in my backpack. I scale up a tree and look towards the docks that were built just a year ago. "Twolegs have caused me nothing but pain. I will not let them destroy my home again." I growl, glaring at the many young twolegs around ten or older step foot onto the island. My eyes widen when I see a twoleg with familiar blue hair. My gaze softens while my left front paw grasps the necklace that my dear friend gave me as a gift long ago. After realizing that the twoleg is too young to be the same person, I snarl at the boy from below the tree that I am hidden in. I don't snarl loudly at all, but the boy looks up at where I am hidden. My eyes widen in shock as the boy moves closer and tries to find me. I quickly jump to the nearest tree and continue until I reach the roof of the main building in the area. "That was too close for comfort." I growl quietly, my fur lying flat. "I cannot allow these twolegs to destroy the forest, not this time." I growl, remembering the howls of despair from the wild-hounds echoing in my ears. "Even if I stayed behind, I would have still been too weak to stop what was already too late." I sigh, running to the back of the building's roof. I leap towards the ground and land on all four paws, not even wincing as pain shoots through my paws. "I have to warn the clans, before it is too late." I bark, dashing back to my territory.

I leap past the bramble barrier and my paws skid across the sandy surface of the camp. Two of my clanmates approach me, one a cat the other a wild-hound like myself but slightly older. I immediately recognize my old friends, Brambleclaw and Tangleclaw. Brambleclaw is a big muscular dark brown tabby tomcat with broad shoulders, amber eyes, long curved claws, and a long scar on his shoulder. Brambleclaw almost looks exactly like his father, sadly he had been feared for that by almost everyone in the clan until his loyalty was proven. I had been one of the few to completely accept Brambleclaw when he was born. "Brightclaw, what is wrong?" Brambleclaw meows.

"Yeah, you seem to be very edgy today." Tangleclaw barks. Tangleclaw is my best friend throughout the clan and the entire forest. She is a rare type of wild-hound as well, having the ability to change into a twoleg form, and a larger form than what she is now. Tangleclaw is a female wild-hound with the fur pattern of a tiger. Her fur is mostly a stunning orange color with jet black stripes across her body. Seven different sized stripes on each side of her flank, six stripes along her tail. Four small stripes accent Tangleclaw's face like whiskers, while three similar stripes are under her chin. Six smaller stripes around her ears, while nine stripes lie across her two front paws. The first rows of stripes accent the first three claws that are connected to her paws. Like myself, Tangleclaw has very unique and special claws that can trap anything that enters their grip. The fur on her belly is beautiful golden color, as well within her ears and the large tuft of golden fur on her head. The most noticeable thing about Tangleclaw apart from her claws and stripes are her emerald green eyes.

"Twolegs, they are finally here. One almost spotted me in the tree I was hiding in." I growl. "I will have to make sure that none will ever step foot in this forest." I bark. "Tangleclaw, I will be outside of the clan territories, keeping these twolegs at bay for as long as possible. I need you to spread word to the other clans about this." I bark.

"What should I tell the other clans though?" Tangleclaw asks me.

"Tell them that I am guarding the area far beyond the forest's protection." I bark. "I may need to go and investigate why the twolegs are here. Going undercover and living among their awful kind." I snarl.

"Then you should take a strong warrior with you. That way you have help in case of any trouble." Firestar meows as he walks up to me.

"If that is what you think is the best idea, I will accept it. Who should come with me though?" I ask.

"Brambleclaw, you are the best choice for now. There is no other cat that would be helpful for Brightclaw's plan." Firestar meows.

"Why me though, Firestar?! You have known Brightclaw far longer than I have!" Brambleclaw meows in shock.

"That may be, but compared to me, you are more physically fit for this task. Brightclaw may be a warrior, but she still has not reached adulthood and still has the energy to do all the dangerous tasks that no one else would ever volunteer for." Firestar meows. "You are one of the only cats that can keep up with Brightclaw. She trusted you with her life even when I feared that you could have become like your father." He explains. "Brightclaw does see your father in you, but not for the traitor that he was. She sees what your father could have been, and trusts your judgement without hesitation." Firestar meows, turning to face me. "Brightclaw, the strange twoleg thing you found about twenty-four moons ago will probably be useful in your journey. Take care and be sure to report back at every gathering for a report." Firestar meows.

I nod my head in confirmation, before heading to my den. It takes me two minutes to get dressed in the new clothing that Yuki made for me about a moon(month) ago. Yuki was able to get materials to make me a white shirt, forest green jacket, jeans, socks, and some shoes. I don't put the shoes or socks on yet, seeing how they would be a nuisance for now in my current form. I get my journal out once more and begin to write in it. Hopefully that device I found on an island quite a distance from here will help me in a way. Yuki explained that it must be some sort of holographic disguise tool, only she or her brother would know something like that. Maybe even Sparky, if he wasn't captured all those years ago. Throughout the years, the only wild-hound here in the forest that was actually born a twoleg is Yuki. She is the only one left from my past when I still had a twoleg form. Thankfully, we have been friends and had each other's back during the harsh times when Sparky was taken. After relocating to this island, the clans still stayed separate, but we still help each other out. We all avoid conflict in order to help each other survive. There is no reason for the clans to fight over territory, because of the bountiful prey in the area. The island rarely ever faces harsh weather during fall or winter. Us wild-hounds also make sure that the clans don't hunt too much to cause a decrease in prey. Wild-hounds like myself only eat twoleg food, because we have the same digestive system. We aren't able to eat things like mice or raw fish, we would become very sick. That is why it is my job to go find food for all of the wild-hounds even if I have to literally beg twolegs for food. In the case that there is a mixed breed of wild-hound and another kind of canine such as a fox, they usually eat the same food as a wild-hound, in order to not hunt for more animals in the forest. I am basically the leader of the wild-hounds, but only when times are desperate. Each clan has their own respective wild-hound warrior as a leader that follows that clan's leader's orders. There is one in each of the four clans, well almost one for each of the clans. Several years ago when I was returning home to the forest after trying to find my true destiny, I discovered that the forest was being torn apart by twolegs. Both cats and wild-hounds were being captured. One of my close friends that was born a human was captured after freeing my brother, none of us could find him or Thunderclan's deputy. Due to Windclan lacking its wild-hound leader, my mentor, Wolfblaze had to head over to Windclan to help out. Wolfblaze was like mother to me, while Tangleclaw was like a sister. Brightshadow my actual brother, lives with Shadowclan, to keep the peace there. He is like me, a wild-hound with a human form. Though his form wasn't as small as mine when I was his age. Each of us stayed in a clan that matched our hearts. Tangleclaw and I lived in Thunderclan for our entire life, Brightshadow only staying with me long enough to become a warrior because returning to Shadowclan. Yuki stays with Riverclan, able to learn how to control the power of snow and water that she acquired after becoming a wild-hound while staying by the river. Sparky lived with Windclan before being captured, being able to focus on his own power as well on the windy moors. Brightshadow lives with Shadowclan, making sure that the clan lives right without any attempts to take over any territory. During our time in the old forest, it seemed as if most of us wild-hounds were never aging, not until we left and found our new home. I feel as if my claws were part of the reason, acting as a seal. As the years went by, most of us wild-hounds from the great battle with Bloodclan had grown to the size of adolescent foxes. I myself have grown quite a bit from being the size of a housecat. I can stand about four or five feet on my hind legs, but I still am able to be lifted by the scruff of my neck by Wolfblaze. Yuki is a bit smaller than me, but taller than Brightshadow. Tangleclaw stands at least a foot or two taller than me on her hind legs. The only reason why none of us wild-hounds will ever grow to that stupid mutt Drago's size is because he was a far rarer type of hound. I myself do not know what my breed would be called, but Drago has the build of a dire wolf, and has the fur pattern of one of the strange dinosaur creatures found on the island. I now know why he held so much power, Drago had the power of fire within himself and the ferocity of a tyrannosaurus rex. I put my pencil down for a moment and begin to wonder. "Why am I even writings all this down?" I ask, my ears folding against the back of my head.

"Maybe it is because you want to let all this pain and suffering out." A familiar voice barks, and my ears perk up.

I whirl around to face the owner of the voice. Standing in front of me is a full-grown adult female wild-hound. She is about three times my size with flaming ruby red fur all over her body, several areas covered by golden yellow fur such as her belly, underneath her tail, the inner area of her legs, and within her ears. The fur that gives her an anime hairstyle is a darker shade of red that almost makes the rest of her fur look like a reddish orange. She has two beautiful sea green eyes that shine with kindness. The wild-hound also has bright bronze colored claws that are as sharp as an eagle's talon. She is the oldest of the well known trio of the forest, and my mentor, Wolfblaze. "Wolfblaze!" I bark, running up to the wild-hound. I wrap my arms around her in a hug, which is a rare thing for me to do.

"It is good to see you again, Brightclaw. I came to see you off after hearing from your sister." Wolfblaze barks.

My ears droop back in sadness. "I won't be around much until I drive off the twolegs." I sigh.

"Brightclaw, you don't need to drive the humans off. Don't speak so lowly of them, you, Yuki, Tangleclaw, and even Brightshadow are part human." Wolfblaze barks, smoothing the fur on the back of my neck, calming me down. "I know that deep down you still love one human in particular. You are just too scared that you have caused him great pain and that he might not accept you for what you are now." She explains. "It doesn't matter though, because if you do meet he again, if he truly loves you, he will forgive you for all that you have done." Wolfblaze barks.

"Do you ever forgive Drago for what his clan did to Sootwish?" I ask, turning away to not face Wolfblaze.

"I was never angry with Drago to begin with. He was just like you, Brightclaw." Wolfblaze barks.

"How was Drago like me?" I ask, tilting my head to the right in confusion.

"Drago was just terrified deep down. He didn't want to lose any friends at all, and was terrified at the power the small cat held." Wolfblaze explains. "Drago was indeed arrogant in his battle against you, but he did not want to kill you. Unlike Scourge, Drago saw you as a beacon of hope for both wild and alley-hounds." She barks. "I'm sure that Drago and his clan would surely thank you for freeing them of the harsh clanmates that threatened their way of life." Wolfblaze barks. "Brightclaw, take care while you're gone. Tangleclaw will be able to keep everyone in line this time." She barks, letting me rest my head against her flank one last time.

"Thank you, Wolfblaze, for all that you have done for us all. For all that you've done for me ever since you showed up in Thunderclan territory all those years ago." I bark, heading for the nursery to bid the queens farewell for the time being.

After bidding farewell to everyone, I set out towards the edge of the forest as usual, but in a different direction this time. My nose twitches in disgust as I travel through Shadowclan territory to reach the far west of the forest. Before I reach the halfway point of Shadowclan territory, I am stopped by a patrol. I recognize the cats that I traveled with to reach here. The cat in front of me is white with two large front jet black paws, "Greetings, Blackstar, I take it that your clan has received the message?" I ask the white cat with the jet black paws.

"Yes, but your brother did not take it well. I fear that he has already gone ahead to try and force these twolegs to leave." Blackstar meows.

"He did what?!" I gasp in shock. All of a sudden, I hear my brother's voice howl from the direction that I was heading for. "I've got to save him!" I snarl, sensing his fear. "Shadowclan, take care while I am gone. I do not know when I will return." I bark. "I will always report back at every gathering, so stay away from the edge of the forest until then!" I growl, taking off to save my brother.

Brightclaw237: Brightclaw having to live her life away from humans. Hopefully she won't hurt anyone while undercover, keyword being 'hopefully'.