Warrior Cats

The Real Truth

Hey guys, before I start to write, this is my first ever fanfic on , and I would like to say how happy I am to be able to publish on this site! Though this isn't my first ever story, I actually have a passion in writing and am credited quite a lot. I decided to write a remake of Warrior Cats (not really a remake) because I read the books a long time ago and always wondered what happened before there even were clans, territories etc. I will take on any harsh comments. There is already history behind Warrior Cats, I just wanted to make my own version. Thank you! Read to stay in tune for new chapters!

The Blizzard

Ice cold snow landed on Maple's fur. She stubbornly stood deep in the snow, ignoring the coldness of it all as it ran down her fur. "Is it over yet?" A small voice weakly mewed inside the undergrowth, that now sagged with snow. Maple looked back lovingly at her kits, but snapped sternly anyways, "Shh, I will give you the signal when I'm ready, stay huddled with your sisters for now Eagle." Eagle was the odd one out from his sisters, all of his sisters were a milky, cream color with soft stripes, while he was a dark black with a white point on his ear. It was unusual to see that Eagle even was related to them at all. He looked nothing like Maple, a beautiful, cream tabby with white paws and a white underbelly. Eagle was the biggest and strongest, at least, that's what he thought anyways.

Eagle always looked after his soft skinned sisters, Fern, Hollow and Flutter. It just seemed that today was a different day though, Winter had crept upon the group of cats quickly, the once green and vibrant forest was now a thick blanket of white, and every tree was covered in snow from top to toe. It bothered Eagle very much, he was getting older and tired of looking after his ditzy sisters, he just wanted to adventure and explore the world.

Yet the strong blizzard blocked his dreams, so he lay in a cold, small undergrowth hidden in the bushes, huddling with his shivering sisters. Maple then padded into the den, sweeping up Fern by the scruff, and racing out into the snow. She then grabbed Hollow, and then Flutter, before making her way back to collect Eagle. But when her eye's met the empty den, her heart almost stopped. Eagle had gone missing. And it seemed to be all her fault.

Thunder sat wearily upon the cliff face. His eyes narrowed sleepily, before he shook himself awake. He remembered, he was supposed to be keeping guard of his kits, while his mate was out hunting. He peered over his shoulder, listening out to the tiny cries from the kits. But Thunder flattened his ears, looking out to the forest. He had always thought there was much more to it, not just some bare landed, dangerous place where only the two - legged roamed. Thunder padded deep into the cave they stayed in, staring bluntly at the bundle of kits that lay before him.

He felt no rush of love, he didn't bury his nose in their milk - sodden fur, nor did he curl up beside them and admire their strong bodies adapted from him himself. He didn't feel pride, he felt simple nothing, and that's what made him question if they were his kits at all. Deep inside, he knew he was the father, but in a small hole in his heart, he did not love the kits. He didn't cherish them, he felt them as a burden. That's what made him a coward to even look at them without pity in his deep blue eyes.

A voice chirped up from behind, it was Cinder, a friend of his who lived independently by the mountains. She padded over and stared from the kits, to Thunder, and then laying her eyes back onto the kits. "Aren't they beautiful?" She meowed. Thunder didn't say anything. Cinder's eye's clouded with doubt when she looked up at Thunder. "I wish I had my own kits. It would be... amazing," She hesitated, "Thunder?" She mewed. Thunder's tail lashed with annoyance, "Then leave the mountain side, there are plenty of toms out in the forest."

Thunder threw the words out carelessly, making Cinder recoil back in shock. "Thunder I'm beginning to think you want to get rid of me, is that true?" She growled. Thunder shook his head, now standing up with his ears back. "I don't want to get rid of you Cinder!" Thunder meowed. His yowl echoed and bounced off the cave walls, causing one of the kits to stir and blindly scuffle around the bundle. There was a moment of silence, but before Thunder could open his mouth to protest Cinder shook her head. "Thunder, do you even love your kits?" Cinder mewed gently. Thunder averted his eye's to Cinder's. "I don't know."

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