/ Author's Note: Hey! Welcome to the first story of the ForestClan Series / Legacy (haven't decided yet, oops!). Thank you so much for taking the time to read! I'm super excited for this story, and for you to meet the characters! I'm pretty nervous since this is the first time I've ever posted my work, though, so a review or two would really mean a lot! Alright, lets get into the story.
Olivefang watched the stars overhead; all glowing brightly above the grey-pelted she-cat. She was transfixed for a moment, until her companion shifted closer to her.
The stocky brown tabby gave her a soft sigh and a warm smile, "Leaf-Bare is over and ForestClan is prosperous. Why do you look so worried?" It was true; already, green shoots of herbs and the soft, musty smells of New-Leaf filled the night air.
The soft glare of moonlight illuminated the feline's shapes. Although their pelts were drastically different, both had eyes as brown and muddy as the river after a flood and ears that stood tall and tufted. Cats remarked often, that if their pelts were covered in snow - no cat would be able to tell them apart. Hazelcloud and Olivefang, inseparable since birth.
"I'm not much for superstitions, brother, but I can feel something deep inside the marrow of my bones. I've never felt anything like it." Olivefang murmured.
Hazelcloud's whiskers twitched in amusement, but the strained voice of his usually arrogant and wiley sister had him cross. "You've always been odd, Sis." He chuckled, trying to lighten the heavy air. His pelt suddenly grew hot and stuffy when Olivefang simply twitched her tail in response. It was always Olivefang with the biting retort, and it was all very unusual. "Your new responsibilities must be stressing you out. You've only been deputy for a moon and you're already going crazy. Maybe Gingerleaf has an herb for that."
The grey molly simply let her head fall and blinked. "I don't know how you can remain so optimistic. Something is very wrong, I wish you could feel it too. You'd understand how serious this is. We're still down in numbers from the sickness last moon. Where in the elder's stories have there ever been just four plain warriors in a clan? There is something on the horizon, Brother, and I don't think ForestClan is ready for it."
Cats of ForestClan
Leader: Firstar - an oddly colored tom with a grey and brown speckled pelt.
Deputy: Olivefang - a solid grey she-cat with muddy brown eyes and tufted ears.
Medicine Cat: Gingerleaf - a stocky ginger tabby tom with green eyes.
Warriors: (in order of seniority)
Pinefur - an old grey tom with blue eyes and a scarred pelt.
Grousewing - a young she-cat with a red and white-speckled pelt and green eyes.
Hazelcloud - a brown colored tom with tufted ears.
Blueflower - a small grey molly with bright amber eyes.
Elders:
Crowfang - a battlescared tom with no tail and a black pelt.
Cats of FrostClan
Leader: Robinstar - a short but long-furred tortoiseshell-and-white molly.
Deputy: Smokefeather - a stocky, grey-furred tom with green eyes.
Medicine Cat: Hollycloud - a long-furred, white molly.
Warriors:
Stoatheart
Rabbitfang
Weaselfoot
Rushfeather
Morningclaw
Cedarface
Fognose
Goosefang
Apprentices:
Hailpaw
Palepaw
Queens:
Doveflower
Kestralfur
Elders:
Haretail
Cats of MarshClan
Leader:
Deputy:
Medicine Cat:
Warriors:
Apprentices:
Queens:
Elders: