Once in a land of distant unknownness, there was a clan of mystical cats called Warrior Cats. They were divided into different groups. There were the clans, ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan, and ShadowClan, the kittypets, the rogues, and the loners. You know how in the clans, there are names that suggest their personality and appearance, e.g Cloudtail, but his tail isn't actually a cloud. Unfortunately, in this dimension, it would be and is. So, enjoy.


Firestar gazed upon his beautiful clan. The birds chirped, the flowers bloomed, the leaves and grass showed their beautiful hues. The vibrant colors of his clanmates brushed by his vision, making him proud of his clan. The wonderful breeze blew through his fur, and it was a perfect day. However, something was about to ruin this lovely day.

Suddenly, there was a burning sensation in his chest. He quickly bolted off to his den, where he searched through his stuff, tail in the air. He yanked some slippery elm through his messy pile of stuff and quickly chewed a leaf. He calmed as his heartburn slowly dissipated. Then he started coughing as a cloud of dust accumulated around his face. He looked back to see his wonderful mate, Sandstorm, clouded in sand. "Honey, why do you insist on having that cloud of dust everywhere?" he growled.

"My dear, I must have it because my name is Sandstorm." she replied. She looked over at the slippery elm that Firestar still clutched. "Honey, what is that? And why is it not in the medicine den?"

"My heartburn meds." he replied, stashing the herb in his pile. "And I need to get to my heartburn fast, so I'm afraid of crunching Leafpool. My name, after all, was Fireheart."

Sandstorm rolled her eyes and walked away. Firestar, now content, began to walk out of his den. But then he heard a squeak. He picked Millie up off of the grass, looking at her body that was only 1000th of an inch. "Hello, Millie." he said with a smile.

"Be careful!" Millie squeaked. "You could have stepped on me! You have to remember that you will step on me if you aren't careful!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, nag, nag, nag." Firestar groaned, setting her down. "Bye now." He walked out of his den to meet Cloudtail and Brightheart. Cloudtail, as you could tell, had a cloud for a tail. Brightheart was so bright she served as the sun. "Hello!" Firestar yelled up to him.

"Hello!" they greeted back.

Brambleclaw padded out, with his strangely prickly claws that always had raspberries on them. "Firestar, I must tell you something in private." he said urgently. He and Firestar padded into Brambleclaw's den.

"Firestar, Scourge has come back." he said gravely.

"What?!" Firestar said in disbelief. "I thought we killed him!"

"Well, the Erins screwed up and now he's back." Brambleclaw sighed.

"That sucks!" Firestar said. "Now we have to kill him again! I already lost one of my lives to him!"

"Yup, it's us against him and BloodClan." Brambleclaw said.

"Well, let's kick his butt!" Firestar cheered. He then clutched his heart again. "Oh, great StarClan, heartburn!" he said, running off to his den again.