Disclaimer: I don't own the concept of Warriors, but I do own ForestClan and all it's cats.
THE GREAT FORESTCLAN DESTINY:
Part 1: The Rebirth of the Clan
Cats in the Forest
Mist- very pale gray she-cat with green eyes
Smoke- dark gray tom with pale blue eyes(Mist's mate)
Maple- golden brown she-cat with brown patches(daughter of Mist and Smoke)
Moss- small gray and white tom with green eyes(son of Mist and Smoke )
Frost- white she-cat with silver paws(Moss's mate)
Grouper- small tabby and white tom-kit(son of Frost and Moss)
Lark- dark gray tom-kit(son of Frost and Moss)
Sky- fluffy white she-kit(daughter of Frost and Moss)
Night- black she-cat with pale gray tinged fur
Birch-pretty red tabby she-cat with white chest and paws
Sparrow- dark brown tabby tom
Dancer- ginger she-cat with yellowish-flecks(Sparrow's mate)
Shuffle- ginger and brown tom-kit(son of Sparrow and Dancer)
Echo- silver and black tabby she-cat with gray-tipped-tail
Shadow-black and brown tom(Echo's brother)
Cats in the Twolegplace
Rose- young pale gray she-cat with soft fur; kittypet
Mouse- young pale brown she-cat; rogue
Nana- dapple golden she-cat with amber eyes; kittypet
Butterfly- elderly tortoiseshell and silver she-cat; kittypet
Charger- elderly dark brown tom; loner
Mia- gray tabby she-cat; kittypet
Bonnie- a tabby she-kit(daughter of Mia)
Bobby- a red tom-kit(son of Mia)
Sammy- dark ginger tom; rogue
Sean- young dark gray tom with leafy-green eyes; rogue
Brownie- a pretty Siamese she-cat; kittypet
Blue- blue-gray tom; kittypet(Brownie's mate)
Rock- dark brown and white tom-kit(son of Brownie and Blue)
Morning- tortoiseshell she-kit(daughter of Brownie and Blue)
Sage- large gray tabby tom-kit(son of Brownie and Blue)
Prologue
The full moon above shimmered in the small pool. At the edge, a large tabby paced back and forth, his pelt covered in stars. Ferns rustled as a pale gray cat emerged. "Don't blame yourself, Brackenstar. There was nothing you could do to stop those snakes."
Brackenstar met her blue eyes. "I know, Blossomfoot, but if I hadn't sent our best warriors on patrol, this all might have been avoided. Now there is no ForestClan."
The she-cat licked mates ears, comforting him. "It's okay."
A third cat appeared. She was a dark cream with red paws. "Brackenstar, I think we put the clan back together."
Blossomfoot padded over to the she-cat. "What do you mean, Berrystep?"
"I mean, I just found a direct decedent of you. One of your kits survived and had kits and a cat named Mist is your great-great granddaughter. And more of our cats escaped the adders and have kin among rogues, loners, and even kittypets. ForestClan blood still lives on."
Brackenstar's eyes were clouded with grief. "Much of our blood was spilled the day of the attack. I watched my clan fall apart around me. Three of my own kits were eaten. Which one survived?"
Berrystep paused. "Waspkit. He lived as loner and eventually met a she-cat and she bore his kits. Now Mist is your kin and so are her kits. Just look." Berrystep motioned to the pool with a flick of her tail. A pale gray she-cat sat under a bush with two newborn kits; one was golden brown and the other was small gray and white.
Brackenstar brightened. "She could just bring the clan back and make them the dominant cats again. We shall contact her and give her necessary orders."
Berrystep nodded. "Through the mist, the forest will rise again."
