RiverClan's Secret

by DancerGirlwarriorcat

Moonkit was born into ThunderClan...or was she? She has many challenges along her journey through life, and it turns out there was more to her past than what she was told. She struggles with family problems, and ends up choosing a forbidden path. StarClan told of a destiny greater than any cat could imagine, and the mystery of the cats they speak of remains in the forest forever.

Hi everybody and welcome to my first FanFiction! Enter the world of Warrior Cats long ago and discover a new prophecy! Comments, favorites, and follows are appreciated since I am looking for feedback on this book. Enjoy! Happy reading! :)

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Prologue

"What shall we name them?" Mosstar mewed. Four small kits lay beside her.

"That doesn't matter right now!" Brackenstar snapped. "We broke the warrior code! How do you expect us to explain ourselves to our clans?"

Mosstar didn't seem to be listening. "I named this one Moonkit." She nodded to an all white she-cat with green eyes. "And this one is Silverkit." A silver she-cat with gray stripes and blue eyes snuggled closer to her mother. "Do you like those names?

"Of course. But- okay, I guess I'll help name them. How about Firekit for the red tom?" The largest and only tom of the litter was sprawled out on his belly and fast asleep.

"Okay. And do you like Mosskit for the light brown she-cat?" I hope no one suspects anything.

"Perfect. Okay, now how are we going to chose their clans?"

"What if we role in the ferns and walk opposite ways? We'll let them follow us."

"Careful, they are only newborns. But okay."

They left the beloved kits to roll in the ferns together. Then Mosstar walked opposite of Brackenstar with the kits in the middle. Then she purred to the tiny cats. Two bundles of fluff rose to their paws and stumbled a few steps flailing.

Silverkit and Firekit continued their path to Mosstar, while Moonkit and Mosskit walked to Brackenstar. Brackenstar gave Moonkit a swift lick on the ear. They were too young to be in the cold like this, and they were too small too. Instead of waiting until they were all the way, Mosstar pawed forward and picked up the helpless kits that had only been born last moonhigh.

"Let's do this, and hope they survive," Brackenstar mewed. Mosstar glanced at him. "Of course they will. They aren't as helpless as you think." Mosstar mewed. Brackenstar dipped his head to his former mate.

"That settles it. Silverkit and Firekit in Riverclan. Moonkit and-"A ghostly shape of a cat appeared next to a nearby oak. Brightstar! Brackenstar hung his head. "I suppose you're here to punish us." "There will be four each with the power of the stars, who will one day rule the forest."