Many seasons and moons after The Great Battle, the five clans were wiped out due to a storm. The only clan cats left are the 5 prophecied cats to rebuild the clans… Thunder, Shadow, Wind, River, and Sky will rebuild what was lost…
Allegiances:
Ancient ThunderClan
Leader: Bramblestar
Deputy: Lionblaze
Medicine Cat: Jayfeather
Warriors:
Dovewing
Bumblestripe
Ivypool
Cinderheart
Ancient WindClan
Leader: Crowstar
Deputy: Sedgewhisker
Medicine Cat: Kestrelflight
Warriors:
Breezepelt
Heathertail
Ancient ShadowClan
Leader: Rowanstar
Deputy: Applefur
Warriors:
Tigerheart
Tawnypelt
Ancient RiverClan
Leader: Mistystar
Deputy: Reedwhisker
Medicine Cat: Willowshine
Ancient SkyClan
Leader: Leafstar
Deputy: Sharpclaw
Medicine cat: Echosong (Apprentice: Frecklewish)
Warriors:
Cherrytail
Fallowfern
Patchfoot
Prologue:
Riverkit buried her muzzle in her mother, Dovewing's belly. Ever since her mother had confessed that she was half clan, the whole ThunderClan was treating her like she was a prisoner from ShadowClan.
It's not fair! She thought. We're all cats! Why can't we treat each other the same way?
She was glad that Bramblestar didn't exile her mother and her. Perhaps he was too overwhelmed by grief after his deputy and mate, Squirrelflight had died from a badger attack recently.
She was thinking so deeply she didn't realise she had padded out of camp already.
Whatever, they don't care about me anyways.
She crouched down as she heard a squeak.
It was a mouse. It was about two tail lengths apart.
She crouched down and sneaked closer.
Suddenly the mouse sniffed at the air and fled.
What was happening? Riverkit thought. I didn't disturb the mouse!
A thunderous roar sounded near, but not close enough to make her ears burst.
A spiral was getting larger and closer, it whipped up leaves and knocked down the trees near her.
Oh no! Riverkit sprinted as fast as she could, not noticing the large entrance of the tunnel in front of her.
The next thing she knew, she landed on hard rock.
Then some cat picked her up.
She relaxed when she smelled ThunderClan and starlight.
Am I dead?
Windkit stared at the faraway horizon that met with the WindClan moorland. He had longed to run, to feel the wind in his pelt. I guess that's why I'm called Windkit… He was disappointed that RiverClan territory did not have the space for him to run. The only thing we could do is get wet in the water and catch fish! He grumbled. 'Why can't we be like WindClan? WindClan can run, they can tunnel and they can catch different prey, not only fish!' He said aloud. Windkit slapped his tail over his mouth when he realised that his littermates Beetlekit and Snailkit were listening.
'Be quiet! The Clan will kill you if they heard what you said!' Beetlekit hissed in his ear.
'Beetlekit's right,' Featherkit nodded, shaking her light-gray pelt, 'Besides, why did you say that?
'Well I-' Windkit's mew was cut off by a cat's yowl.
'HELP! A storm's coming! It has already wiped out ThunderClan and most of ShadowClan! Evacuate camp now!' Grasspelt's devastated yowl echoed through the camp.
'Windkit! Featherkit! Beetlekit!' Their mother Petalfur rushed towards them and picked up Featherkit in her jaws. 'Quick! Go!' She nudged Windkit and Beetlekit.
Windkit did not waste a single moment of fleeing. He raced to WindClan territory as fast as he could, he pelted through the reeds like a WindClan cat. He soon reached WindClan territory.
'What are you doing here?' Kestrelflight, the WindClan medicine cat questioned him.
'Yeah, let's keep him as a prisoner.' Breezepelt snarled at Windkit.
'Let him speak for himself first.' Crowstar padded out and silenced everyone.
Windkit had collapsed beneath Kestrelflight's feet. 'We're fleeing from a massive storm!' He breathed. 'It had destroyed ThunderClan and ShadowClan!'
As he spoke, the other RiverClan cats poured into WindClan camp.
Windkit sneaked out while Crowstar and Mistystar were addressing the cats. He saw a swirling spiral of wind and water attacking the camp. He saw his littermates being whipped up into the air. Then Kestrelflight and Willowshine. Then Crowstar and Mistystar. Then everyone else. I have to help them! Windkit gaped at the scene in horror. Then he slapped himself for being such a mouse-brain. It's no use! They're dead already and I'll die along with them if I help them! He plunged in one of the WindClan tunnels that lead to ThunderClan. He raced through the tunnels and bumped into white and ginger fur.
He looked up.
A white and ginger tom and a black she-cat were staring at him.
'A storm is going to kill us! It destroyed the clans!' Windkit wailed.
'Wait what?' The black she-cat looked horrified. 'That means ThunderClan is DESTROYED?!'
Windkit nodded.
'NO!' The black she-cat buried her face in the white and ginger tom's shoulder.
'Calm down Hollyleaf,' The tom comforted her by wrapping his tail around her.
'Fallen Leaves… That means Jayfeather and….' Hollyleaf's cry was interrupted by a rumble above them. 'Oh no! Riverkit!'
A few clumps of dirt rained down.
Before Windkit could respond, a clump of mud and water hit him in the face and he passed out.