Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, Erin Hunter does. But I do own, Talonpaw, Rosepaw, Flower, Birdpaw, Greenpaw and the she-cat. My sister owns Flameheart and some soon to be clan cats.
The Forgotten Clan
Chapter 1
A past discovered
"You'll catch the mouse next time." A male cat mewed encouragingly.
"When hedgehogs fly." A young she-cat muttered doubtfully.
"Cheer up. Every cat misses their first prey." The male cat mewed, sighing quietly at Greenpaw's ignorance.
This is just another day for Greenpaw. Trying to hunt for her clan but somehow not managing very well. Her mentor Flameheart, who's Swallowclan's deputy, kept on saying that she could do it. She just needed to stop being impatience first.
"This isn't my first try at catching prey. I'm already 8 moons." Greenpaw reminded her mentor scornfully.
Flameheart sighed. The darkish, reddish ginger tom nudged Greenpaw quite hardly.
"Catch me if you can dozypaws!" he called out as he sprinted towards the camp.
Spitting dirt out of her mouth, Greenpaw stumbled to her paws. Growling, she sprinted over springy grass, past the Cloud Birch Tree, and finally stopping at the shallow dip in the land. Thistle bushes and plain bushes marked out the camp, Swallowclan camp.
Passing Brichheart, the brown tom with darker brown tabby markings, who was standing guard, she let out a "hi."
"Back so soon, Dozypaws?" he asked playfully. Of course he would, they are siblings of course.
Sticking her nose in the air, Greenpaw padded past her brother, and towards the freash-kill pile. Gently taking a mouse, the golden and faint brown striped she-cat padded over to the apprentices den. Only Birdpaw was there, eating a thrush near the tree stump. Padding over to the light gray tom, she layed down next to him and began to eat her mouse.
"Back so soon?" he asked as he finished his thrush.
Growling playfully, she cuffed his left ear. "Didn't you miss me?" she countered after she gulped the last of the mouse.
"How could I, when you return so soon?" he answered as he swatted Greenpaw's muzzle.
Still growling, Greenpaw hurtled herself at the smug light gray tom. His sky blue eyes widen as he was pushed into the dirt. Careful not to unsheathe his claws, Birdpaw pounded Greenpaws belly with strong hind paws. Grunting, the she-cat was knocked straight into the thistle covered den.
Birdpaw hurried into the den to find his friend lying in her bed, covered in thistles. Helping her to her paws, Birdpaw rushed her towards Lightpool's den, which's the medicine cat.
The blind tom turned towards the entrance of his den. "Set her down into this moss bed." He mewed flicking his tail towards a newly made nest.
Looking towards Lightpool curiously, Birdpaw settled Greenpaw into the moss.
"Is there anything that I can do to help?" he asked the blind medicine cat.
"I can handle her, go and get some sleep." He answered after a pause.
Lightpool's apprentice, Cricketpaw, began to pull out the thistles while Lightpool chewed a dock leaf to help with the scratches. Appling the juice into the scratches, Lightpool turned towards Cricketpaw. "Sleep near to her, just in case." He mewed as he headed for his nest.
Birdpaw's POV
The light gray tom padded into the apprentices den. Talonpaw, his twin brother, Rosepaw, Flowerpaw, and Skypaw were already asleep in the medium-sized den. Settling himself into his nest, he shivered as the wind ruffled the fur on his back. /Greenpaw would still be sleeping there is I hadn't kicked too hard/ he thought sadly as he tried to sleep. Before the darkness consumed his senses, he thought that he heard some cat rapidly breathing. But darkness came before he could see if that was true.
Greenpaw's POV
"Who's there?" she cried out as she heard breathing near her. Turning towards a willow tree she saw a lovely dappled she-cat. But the she-cat had quickly disappeared; instead Greenpaw was transported into a battle scene. Yowls of pain and rage filled her ears, as her bright green eyes watched the strange cats killing and getting killed, than, there was silence.
Bodies littered the ground as she watched the survivors struggling towards one young tom. /Fallenstar! / She thought as she recognized the black and white tom cat. Suddenly the she-cat appeared before Greenpaw's eyes. These words rang through the silence, as the survivors padded away from the bloodshed. "This is what has happened before Swallowclan left. They turned their backs onto Starclan, and so they were punished. But the time as come for you to bring them back into the light. No cat remembers or know of Swallowclan, the forgotten clan. You must undertake a journey, and gather cats to join a newer clan, that you will lead. Swallowclan shall follow afterwards." Than there was darkness, and Greenpaw was falling into it.
How was that? Like it? Hate it? Please review, because reviews make the world go round. This is my first story, so semi-harsh rating is encouraged. I would like if some people would send me their cats info, so I can make Swallowclan bigger, or the newer clan cats for later.
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