Herro there! Duskflame here with my first Warrior cat Fanfic. It's pretty random, and only short, but hey it's just something I do when I'm bored. But enjoy all the same! If I have any mistakes, tell me, I'll give you a cookie. Oh, and Review? For me? Pwease? -Ahem- Anyway, hope you like! :3

~Prologue~

The night was filled with a ghostly silence, broken only by the sound of troubled breathing. The stars had a dull shine about them but the moon still glowed brightly. It washed soft moonlight over the land, turning the river silver and the tree tops white. A gentle breeze scattered a fallen leaf across the clearing, brushing at a silver she-cats paws. Her fur was tinged with blood and her green eyes were mysterious, a lost light glowing in their depths. Flicking her tail in irritation, she glanced down at the injured cats before her. They lay silently, flanks heaving, most drifting in dreamless sleep.

"Too much blood was spilt…" She mumbled in a voice that seemed to be one with the breeze.

Turning swiftly, she bounded forward, following the scent of the moorland. She reached a rocky hill where two cats were outlined against the moon. One, a tom, had a ruffled black pelt, with blood streaked through it.

"Moonsplash," The tom greeted her, dipping his head respectfully and dropping his pale blue eyes. The scar which he had earned from the battle, caught the light, flashing silver over his right eye.

Moonsplash returned the greeting, "Stormwing," she sighed before recognizing the other cat, a small grey she-cat, "Mistshadow." Mistshadow flicked her ears in response, a troubled expression showing in her amber eyes.

"Where is Icepelt, he should be here by now." Stormwing rumbled, his voice low, turning his attention to searching the moor below them. Even now, long strands of grass swayed silently, as if the screams of many cats had never echoed around them. Silently, flash of white shot across the moorland, unsettling a bird who rocketed to the sky. Icepelt reached them, settling down and blinking slowly, apologetically. His white pelt glowed in the moonlight.

"Now we're all here…" Stormwing began, gazing from one cat to the next, "What do we do about the Clans?"

Mistshadow finally spoke, "What choice do we have? If we split up more cats will die!" A note of desperation filled her voice and she dropped her eyes to a rock by her paws.

Stormwing watched her, curling his tail over his huge grey paws, "That's not what I was thinking…" He mewed thoughtfully. Moonsplash glanced warily at him, curiosity pricking in her paws. What was he thinking of this time? He was so hard to read…

"Our leaders all died in the battle. They fought for the Clans with their lives but it wasn't enough. We can't just stand by and let them die for nothing," He paused, as the other nodded in agreement, "The Clans must go on. Maybe…" He trailed off, thinking.

Moonsplash immediately caught on, "We could become leaders and restart the Clans…?" She questioned, watching Mistshadow's eyes dart up sharply. Icepelt's eyes widened, silently.

"Yeah, what do you think? MoonClan, MistClan, IceClan and StormClan? We could find new territories, the forest is… Ruined." He meowed, turning his head to the direction of their old home.

Moonsplash nodded, "I would be Moonstar," She breathed.

Icepelt stood, his tail swaying side to side, "Icestar. I could get used to that." He grinned, then gazed at Mistshadow, "What do you say? Join us?"

Mistshadow hesitated, eyes darting to where her Clanmates lay, barely breathing. "I… uh… Yeah, I guess." She smiled weakly, sighing.

"Then it's decided, the Clans will start new. When the others are healed enough for travelling, we find new territory." He nodded to each of them, rising to his paws before glancing at the moon, "We gather at the next full moon."

Moonsplash watched as the smoky tom turned and padded his separate way. The others mumbled farewells and turned to leave as well. The silver she-cat sat for a while, just breathing in the scents of the forest, the moonlight turning her pelt white. Smiling slightly, she stood before racing back to her Clanmates.

Moonstar. I could get used to that.

So that probably wouldn't of made too much sense, but I hope you caught on to some of it. If you didn't... Basically the Clans got into a HUGE fight with each other thanks to 'Something' -Wink wink- And the leaders all got killed. So these four cats decided to remake the Clans. Make more sense, right? If it doesn't still... Go eat a tacos. Cheers. Ok, so like I said review so I know whether to keep writing it? ^^