Blazing Scars
Summary: Based right after Sign of the Moon and before the Forgotten Warrior. Many cats and twolegs reading about these cats have wondered, in times of hardship, why don't the clans go outside of the territories for prey? There is a reason…or more properly, was a reason. That reason has come to the lake. And they will play an enormous role in the life of the clans. Deadly secrets are going to be revealed, trust will be lost…(Listening to Some Nights-Fun by Peter Hollens. Love that song!)
DICLAIMER: I OFFICIALLY DISCLAIMIFY THE WARRIORS BOOKS AND CHARACTERS…EXCEPT FOR MY OWN CHARACTERS :D
PROLOGUE:
Shadows flickered on the grass in the occasional flash of lightning. Soaked pelts flew through the darkness, rain pelting down. The group of cats arrived on a hilltop as their leader raised his tail, signaling them to stop.
"What is it Spikestar?" A black she-cat whispered. Her amber eyes glinted in the darkness. The leader, Spikestar, turned to face her. With his dark green eyes glittering with excitement he responded,
"We have arrived, my deputy." As if on cue, lightning struck again, illuminating a huge lake below them.
A white pelt padded up to the two. Her ice blue eyes were wide with wonder and a little doubt. "Surely this is the right place for us this time?" She meowed, "We lost so many warriors by the gorge." Spikestar turned to her.
"I'm positive Icestorm." He replied. "We're back with whom we belong with." Lightning struck once more and lit up the heavily scarred pelts and spike sharp claws, before everything was dark again.
Lol. Prologue is short. I shall post the first official chapter today…and possibly chapter 2….I don't know. I hope you're all, "Oh dear who are these cats?" And shtuff. :D