COMPLETE SUMMARY
This is Pride and prejudice with the clan cats- but it's still a good story if you've only read WARRIORS.
For those who have only read warriors –
Bluefur is from a family of 5 she-cats. Her mother is determined to have them all mate. Her eldest sister, Willowpelt is in love with Whitestorm. But Whitestorm's best friend, Oakheart, is a proud and arrogant tom. Bluefur hates Oakheart… she thinks…
Bluefur was the second-oldest daughter of Dappletail. Her elder sister was Willowpelt, she was the kindest and the most beautiful of her sisters. The third sister was Moonsorrow, who was as her name suggested, depressed. The fourth she-cat was Brindleface, she was never serious, and looked up to her younger sister, Goldenpaw. Carefree Goldenpaw was slightly bratty. She walked all over Brindleface. And she had her mother wrapped around her fingers. Bluefur was very smart, so her father, Patchpelt, favored her above the others.
Bluefur's best friend was Blossomheart, a young she-cat of poor health. It was Blossomheart's father who introduced Bluefur and her sisters to Whitestorm and… Oakheart.
Whitestorm was from Riverclan, initially, but he was a half-clan cat. He was, rumor had it, the best hunter that you could find. He had decided to join his father's clan, Thunderclan. He first met the she-cats at a gathering. He stood there with his two half-sisters, Leopardpaw and Mosspelt, and his best friend, Oakheart. Oakheart and Whitestorm were almost opposites. Oakheart was pampas, proud, and arrogant. Whitestorm was lively and kind.
Instanly, Bluefur noticed that Whitestorm seemed to always stare at Willowpelt. She smiled to herself, when she realized that Willowpelt was staring back. Bluefur realized that they would be superb as mates. Her older sister was one of her best friends, she was very happy for her.
Dappletail spent her whole life, pondering mates for her kits. Since Whitestorm was such a great Warrior, she could never have been happier that he seemed to favor Willowpelt. Oakheart was an even better warrior, he was the recent deputy of Riverclan. But Dappletail knew ever since she met him, that she hated Oakheart. Firstly, he was too selfish. Also, he insulted Bluefur, who was next prettiest to Willowpelt. Whitestorm came to him and said,
"Oakheart, there are so many agreeable cats in Thunderclan!"
"I see you're fond of that one," Oakheart gestured to Willowpelt. Whitestorm blushed.
"She is so radiant. Surely, you will at least socialize with some of my new clan mates. Willowpelt? Bluefur?"
Oakheart did not say anything about Willowpelt because his friend admired her. Instead he commented,
"Bluefur is a good warrior, but too simple for me to converse with." Bluefur who was standing a foot away from them, began to laugh. She went to find Blossomheart and tell her.
"I suppose it's best, Bluefur. If he wanted to 'socialize' with you than you'd have to talk to such an ignorant tom!" The she-cats laughed.
The rest of the gathering went similarly. Oakheart continued to be mousedung. Whitestorm was kind and constantly with Willowpelt. And Whitestorm's half-sisters, Bluefur decided, were witchy things, indeed, very unlike their brother.
Finally the Gathering ended. But a new journey had just begun.
