A/N: Please note that this is set in the lake area.
I hope this makes sense:
Let's call this Year 7, Life 1, Greenleaf Month 1. Y7L1 for short. I'm going to give the allegiances for Y7L1 at the end of the fanfiction so you can compare them to the allegiances for Year 7, Life 2, Greenleaf Month 1, which is when the fanfiction ends, because it'll have gone through the four cats' lives with their other choices, and of course, the allegiances will be largely affected due to the different choices they'd made through their second lives.
Allegiances will be updated every now and then. After the four go through and the time is Year 1, Life 2, Greenleaf Month 1, I'll give the allegiances for that time.
That's probably confusing right now, but you'll see what I mean in time.
Please feel free to review, and thanks for reading! :3
Year 7, Life 1, Greenleaf Month 1
Honeyflame's PoV
Honeyflame slowly made her way through ThunderClan's camp. Despite greenleaf's arrival, the elderly she-cat was having a hard time walking. She glanced up at the bright, clear sky, I don't have much time left, do I, StarClan? She silently asked, her green eyes narrowed. The golden ThunderClanner with her black-spotted pelt continued plodding forward. Honeyflame listened to the kits mewl and yowl at each other, then the sound of small cats rolling around in a play-fight rang through her ears, and she flicked her gaze over to the kits. They had a few moons until they were apprenticed, but they looked like they were going to be good apprentices.
Honeyflame flicked an ear as she remembered what her original goal was: Head to the lake. She made her way out of camp without a single cat speaking to her, which she was content with. Honeyflame passed through the forest with some trouble, her breathing growing heavier as she went, but Honeyflame was determined to make it to the lake, and so she did.
When she arrived, Honeyflame noticed that there were three other cats, all of which she recognized: Nightsky of ShadowClan, Sunclaw of WindClan, and Streamfrost of RiverClan. All elders. Streamfrost was once a medicine cat, but several moons ago, her apprentice, Minnowleap, took the position of full medicine cat. Honeyflame knew Nightsky to be a grouchy she-cat and knew she'd lost a lot in life, and that she'd murdered one or two cats. Sunclaw had killed a cat once and rumors said he had always been haunted and frightened by it. Honeyflame herself hadn't exactly been a good cat in her prime, either. "Hello, Nightsky, Sunclaw, and Streamfrost." Honeyflame dipped her head respectfully, and the others followed suit.
"Out for a walk?" Streamfrost asked, her green gaze flicking toward the others. Her long silver tabby pelt looked clean and slick, just as any RiverClanner's. The four cats began padding alongside the lake together.
"Got nothing better to do," Nightsky replied curtly, her short black pelt was smooth, but her green eyes were dull with boredom.
"Yup." Sunclaw meowed, seemingly distracted. His ruffled golden tabby pelt matched his golden eyes that were once much brighter.
Suddenly, Streamfrost's gray ears perked, and she lifted a paw, nodding toward an odd mass of air waves above the sand before them. "Let's go see!" Streamfrost meowed, trotting forward.
"Wait!" Honeyflame hissed, going after her. Nightsky and Sunclaw followed, and as they reached the air waves, something big happened. A strong force of wind erupted, causing the cats' ears to flatten against their heads and their fragile bones to nearly break. It was by far no normal wind, and Honeyflame's lips curled back, showing worn, yellowed teeth. She wanted to screech for help, wondering if this was something caused by twolegs, or maybe she and the others were meeting their destinies and being brought to StarClan, or even the Dark Forest, but from whispers by medicine cats, this was no introductory to either place.
A jolt of pain like lightning going through her caused Honeyflame to utter the pained, desperate screech that she'd wanted to release but couldn't. As she looked around through squinted eyes, Honeyflame saw a dark, horrible storm forming before her. As her eyes were forced completely shut, she saw nothing but pure darkness. Through her eyelids, a light flashed, then blackness struck again, and Honeyflame no longer felt anything.