I do not own warriors.
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It was a warm summer night, the frogs were croaking and the crickets were chirping their nightly chorus. Everything seemed so peaceful and serine inside Thunderclan territory that it was hard for Lionblaze not to fall asleep. But was his turn on sentry duty and he strained himself to keep at strict attention.
A loud rustling in the underbrush caught his attention, but with all of the nigh animals scurrying around he did not pay much mind.
"Hush Sunkit, we must be quiet, the clan cats might not be as nice to you as I am." Came a melodic female, cats voice.
Lionblaze crouched into the stalking position, careful not to break any twigs, he pounced through the bush, where he landed on a black and white cat. She let out a startled meow before clasping under the larger males weight. Lionblaze let loss a war cry and bit into her shoulder skin, he`ll teach this cat never to cross the Thunderclan territory.
"Leave her alone!" A voice hissed. A streak of short whit fur flew at him in a frenzy of teeth and fur. Lionblaze turned around and slashed with his claws, taking out large clumps of fur. The white tabby did not seem phased, she lunged forward. "Sunkit, Elementalkit! Help me!" She cried in a kittish voice.
Two more cats came at Lionblaze, and the spotted female behind him was starting to get up. He was protected by a prophecy, but Lionblaze would like back up right about now. As if on cue, Graystripe and 4 others came charging out of the bracket.
After about 35 more seconds of fighting the clan cats had pinned down the 4 strangers. Lionblaze realized that all but the black and white female, must have been no more than 6 moons old. But, their fighting skills were nearly impeccable, as if they had advanced training.
"Why have you trespassed?" Graystripe asked the bony black and white female.
"We... we have to see Firestar... it is im.. important." She mumbled back, her mouth full of leaves and dirt from the fight.
Graystripe nodded to the others who accompanied him and with the kits fighting in there jaws they headed back to camp, "Come on." Graystripe muttered to the female laying on the ground. Slowly she stood up and trudged forward, following the line of warriors with her kits.
"What do you think they want?" Lionblaze asked.
"I am not sure, but we will find out." Graystripe answered.
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Firestar sat on the top of highrock looking over his clan. At the bottom of the cliff stared 3 kits with intense eyes. The older female cat stood over them protectively.
"Who are you?" Firestar asked with narrow eyes.
"I am Brokengorge, of Barnclan."
"You said that you wanted to tell me something." Firestar stated.
"Yes, but... it is not meant for others ears." She scampered uneasily.
"You shall tell my clan what you want to tell me." He retorted back.
"These are grand children of the old leader of Bloodclan, Scourge." Astonished murmurs spread through out the clan like wildfire. "Their mother, Scourgerain, had retreated to my birth clan, Barnclan, which is about a 6 weeks walk from here, asking for rest. Of course we said that she could, and she stayed. Latter she became leader of our clan and gave birth to kits..." She was telling before being broke of by somebody shouting that leaders could not have kits. "In our clan, as long as you have a deputy, you can have kits." She explained. "Anyway, we`ve had many raids on our camp, all of which is to steal these 3 kits for ransom. It is safer for them to be in a forest clan away from all the dangers of being a barn cat, for now at least." Brokengorge finished.
"So, you want to just come here in the middle of the night asking for them to stay? Why not ask the other clans?" Brambleclaw snarled.
"Because Firestar was Scourge`s half-brother, and family should be taken in by family." Brokengorge snapped back.
"Is this true Firestar, are you really Scourges brother?" Dustpelt asked from the crowd.
"Yes, his father was my father." Firestar replied back. "Very well the kits can stay, but you must leave."
"Wasn`t plan on staying." She growled. Making her way to the gorse tunnel, the kits whined for her to come back but she did not even turn around to look at them.
"Squirrelflight escort her to the edge of our boundaries." Firestar ordered. "And Whitewing take the kits to the nursery. We will have a clan meeting in the morning."