Hey everyone, Lost Meaning here. I started the Warriors series a few weeks back, and already I'm on the fourth book. Awesome stuff. Anyway, I got into the idea of creating my own little clan, so here's my story. Please review once done reading.
It was a rainy night, so dark that you wouldn't notice the sleek black tabby with unusual markings making her way toward the street. Soon four other cats were following her.
"Darkstar, are you sure that this will bring us towards Fourtrees?" A black tom asked. He was all black except for his unusual orange paws. He was Fireclaw.
"Yes. Timber has taken this path before, and he returned to say that it's here," Darkstar said.
"Should we really trust a kitty pet?" a brown tabby with a black tipped tail asked.
Darkstar glared at him and said, "Yes, Poisonfang, I think it is."
Poisonfang didn't ask any more questions.
"Wait for the right monster, Moonpaw! Get away from there, you'll get killed!" Darkstar yowled.
Moonpaw, an apprentice that was all black except for his white paws, his face, and his tail, jumped away from the Thunderpath.
"How about this monster? It has a long back," Mudfur, a Persian cat with light brown fur and dark brown ears, paws, and tipped tail asked.
Darkstar watched the monster come toward them slowly. Something seemed wrong with its paw.
"Yes, we jump once its back is near us." she said.
Soon it had almost passed them, and they sprang onto its back.
"I'm surprised," Poisonfang said, a bit of humor in his voice, "it's not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Once you ignore the revolting smell, it's actually pretty fun."
None of the other cats agreed.
"Ok, then…" Darkstar heard Poisonfang meow gloomily.
She licked his head and lay down, also.
"You might want to get some rest; it will be a long trip." Darkstar mewed, her voice tired.
"I'll stay awake, Darkstar, you need some sleep yourself." Poisonfang mewed.
Darkstar was too tired to reply, and glanced at the other cats to make sure they were ok. Moonpaw was so tired he had already fallen asleep, and Mudfur looked like he was on the brink of it. Fireclaw had already closed his eyes, also.
It wasn't long before the clutches of sleep took over Darkstar, too.