Hey, it's GoPandabear! This is my first story, so please no flames. It takes place between The Forgotten Warrior and The Last Hope.
The Warriors Who Were Random
Bluestar sighed. She didn't like the tension between the Clans. It seemed that every day, pelts bristled, tongues hurled insults, and claws created scars.
"You're feeling it too?" Snowfur asked.
"Feeling what?"
"The Clans need to relax a bit."
"But the end of the stars draw near."
"It doesn't mean they can't have a bit of fun," Snowfur pointed out. "I can hypnotize them, and then they won't remember a thing when I decide we should get back to seriousness."
"I guess. Summon them, then."
Snowfur did exactly that.
And that was how the Clan cats become random.
I know it's short! Just a tiny prologue-thing. Accepting OCs and ideas (though I may not use all of them)!