Hey! I am very much new here, and I love reading fanfics, been doing it for the past few months until I decided to make a account to publish my own. I hope you guys enjoy, these first few chapters were pretty short, and yes it's not really going to pick up till a few chapters later, but I wanted to slow it down to really put you in the shoes of Tabby/Flame's journey to a leader. It's not an easy task to be the old and wise, especially when you don't have any other alive clanmates to discuss with.

I also want to mention that I only read up to the first book of the second series of the Warriors, and that was probably like 6 years ago when I was like 11, so if anything here is wrong, please let me know, I can't remember the series all too well. Thanks and enjoy :)

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The morning sun had just broken through the thick clouds that hung in the sky, turning the sky and clouds into a whirl of watercolor pastel. The wood upon which I sat was covered in cold rain from the previous night. The raw overhanging air created a peaceful setting, and the forest beyond was quiet.

My name is Tabby, the name my owners gave me many moons ago when I was adopted. I was a pet to them, and I loved my life here. I was sheltered from the elements, feed, loved, and so much more. They were everything to me, I couldn't see myself anywhere else.

Now, I found myself fascinated by what I saw in the forest not far beyond my own boundaries. The feeling of fear sheltered in my stomach, making my limbs numb as I stared into the abyss. Even with the protection of the fence, I felt as though anything could come out at any moment and attack.

Then I heard it, the familiar sound that seemed to be my summon to the Twolegs. I whipped my head around and turned to which the creature was standing. I arose and steadied myself on the fence, before making a leap to the branches of the tree in front of me. They swayed as I grabbed onto one of the branches, and I quickly navigated through, progressively making my way down the tree as I went. As I neared near the base, I lightly jumped onto a surface the Twolegs had brought out near the summer. The cool slick surface causing me to slide a little forward, but managing to stop before I fell off.

The Twoleg grabbed my underbelly and carefully lifted me up, and directed me towards the den. I began purring, it seemed to be something the Twolegs enjoyed I had noticed over these many months.

They set me down on the soft light colored grass inside and gave me a pat on the head before ascending up the stairs.

I enjoyed the warmth this den offered, and the food. Sure, the odd pellets were quite rotten, but in time I adapted. Now it was just a part of me.

I felt a sudden wave of fatigue, and found myself walking over to the area in which I slept. It was like a miniature tree, but without the leaves and many other interesting features. I jumped up, claws unsheathed, and grabbed onto the rough rope which overlaid the structure. I climbed up, now heading inside the cave that sat on top.

There lay a cat, a light cream colored with extremely faint tabby marks covering her body. Her feet with white mittens, and her chin dappled with white. She was curled comfortably in a ball, her breathe filling and rising in a slow motion.

"Tabby...your inside already?"

Her voice was muffled. She opened her eyes, blue orbs staring at his own.

"They called me back pretty early today, so here I am."

She smiled, her blue eyes welcoming me with warmth.

"I'll make room, come and sleep in here."

She shifted back, her back against the wall of the cave.

"Thank you Anna."

"No problem sweetheart."

I settled next to her, my own back against her stomach. I outstretched my legs, and Anna gave me a quick lick on the head. It was lick when I was a kit…

Anna is my mother. She has always been the sweetest to me, and I could never imagine my life without her. She taught me everything I know, from walking to climbing. I remember when I could hear her voice for the first time, one of the most soothing sounds ever.

"Won't you open your eyes for momma to see? I want to see those cute little eyes…"

I remember doing so, and they barely opened, but I could slightly see her hazy figure that was in my vision.

It was one of few things I remembered at my birth. Truly, I didn't need anything else. At that young age, nothing made me feel more at home than the voice she had.

But my mind soon faded, feeling of my body lost in the cloud of my mind.

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The next time I awoke, I stepped out to look out the glass and see the sun was heading down. The house was quiet, which was odd, as usually the Twolegs were creating strange but delicious smells the level below me. I glanced back to see if my mother was still there, and through the shadows I could see her body rising up and down with every breath she inhaled. She must have been sleeping the whole time, and even now she still lay asleep.

I jumped down from my perch, and came into contact with the fluffy 'grass'. I made my way downstairs, curious to why there was no noise inside. Upon reaching halfway down, I scanned my surroundings and found no one to be sitting inside.

They must have been gone. Every once in awhile they would leave and return in the dead of night, so tonight must have been one of them.

Upon reaching the bottom, I padded over to the exit/entrance for the Twolegs. Most times it was shut, but I had a exit made just for myself. It was a little taller than my own self, but I could fit right in and out. I only hated the fact that it would run down my back as I pushed my way through, but it was one small sacrifice to getting where I wanted to be.

But, the Twolegs always shut this when they left. I always had a slight hope it would be open.

I strode over to it, and lightly pressured my head against the exit. With much surprise, the door opened, and gust of the cool air shot it's way up my nose. I was astounded. The door was open. Did they forget to shut it all the way?

I shook my head. It didn't matter.

My feet seemed to lead my body, and I slickly walked through the exit, the door rubbing against my spine, sending a chill down it.

The night was mine to waste.

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I could feel the rush pounding through my body. I was mesmerized by the dim light of the forest that laid ahead as I stood upon my fence. Should I risk it?

My mother had told me a story of how one of her best friends had ventured out and never returned, and she assumed the wildlife and monsters inside ate her. She had always warned me to never leave the fence line.

My mind was heavily debating. I wanted to go, but my mother had told me otherwise.

"Tabby…"

I jumped, leaving the fence and falling below on the forest side. I huddled against the molded wood as soon as I hit the ground, shrinking as small as my body could. My ears folded back, and I cautiously looked around in my little ball. The overgrown weeds covered me well.

After what seemed like ages with no looming threats around me, I carefully stepped closer to the forest, the source of the sound of the voice I had heard.

I had to find out what that was. It had echoed, but out of my mind. It wasn't my voice in my head that said that.

My heart was pumping as I loomed closer to the forest. The trees grew in size as my body seemingly got smaller.

Soon the shadows of the forest engulfed me, and I became apart of the forest.

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It was odd, I found, that the voice had not echoed again. Maybe it was just my head messing with me?

I was deep in the forest at this point. Fireflies were scattered high and low all over the forest, giving me a somewhat sense of direction. They lit a small light under the trees heavy coverage and helped guide me to my next step. If the forest wasn't so gloomy, this might have actually been beautiful.

"The last…"

I refrained from jumping this time. I just whipped my head to the source once more, and this time jumped swiftly jumped through the growth to catch up. The leaves whipped my face, and my breath became more rapid with each jump.

I quickly became lost again when I realized how far I had jumped from my straight path. The fireflies were gone, but the trees had lightened up a bit, letting the moonlight seep in and create soon light that bounced on the trees.

But I didn't know where I was. No way I would find my way back, and the voice was gone to...what was I going to do?

I frightfully glanced over the bushes to see any sign of life; nothing was there. More growth from the forest is all that lay ahead. All I could hear was the echo of my own breath. I looked up at the moon.

Where do I go now?

I sighed and looked at my paws. The moon wasn't going to help me. No one was.

I turned all the way around, lifting my head to attempt for some direction.

But what started back at me was a silver cat, floating in the air, and little stars glimmering her pelt. She was also somewhat faded, as I could see some of the foliage behind her. Her eyes sparkled in the moon's rays.

I stood in terror. What?! What was she?

I slowly crept back, trying not to alert her. She continued to stare at me.

"You must be Tabby?"

I stopped dead in my tracks.

"...You were calling me...but who and what are you?"

The silver cat smiled, and brought her body to the ground to sit like a normal cat, wrapping her tail around her paws. Stars fell off to the grass below and disappeared upon making contact.

I did the same. I sat, but cautiously watched her movements. I still was unsure of just who this cat was.

"As expected. My name is Star, and I am a cat just like you."

I recoiled a little bit.

"Just like me?"

She giggled.

"Well I am a little older than you and little more see through, but I am a cat."

The tension that had built up was beginning to break down as we talked.

"I can see the confusion on your face. Would you mind if I explained?"

I nodded.

"Well then, my young Tabby, you are the last descendant of the original clans."