So, this is basically a collection of short fics which would be too short to call one-shots, and maybe too long to call drabbles.
I will be doing one (maybe more) drabble/s for each Warriors main-mainish characters. Probably the whole of ThunderClan, bits of other Clans. Suggestions welcome.
Note: This is not going to be regularly updated - updates will go from hours to weeks. I do not have the time to concentrate on continuously writing these. They're kind of just boredom-fillers for me.
Disclaimer: I am not Erin Hunter. 'Nuff said. Unless you were Nudge.
Ravenpaw stared up at the moon from the warmth and comfort of the barn, the slightly ajar door letting pools of light escape from within. The golden light cast strange glows over the grass, like it could turn anything it touched to gold. A breeze slowly wound its way over the moor, ruffling the slender black tom's fur, and cooling him down from the hot greenleaf night.
Looking out over the forest that he had once called his home, he felt no regret in his heart. Here, at the barn, it was peaceful. Prey was plentiful even through the hard months of leaf-bare, and he had company. It wasn't like the good old days, running through the trees alongside his oldest friends or training in the sandy hollow. He did miss those days, spending time with Graypaw and Firepaw. Or should he say, Graystripe and Firestar.
He felt a twinge of jealousy towards his old Clanmates, wondering if he could have become like them. A warrior, fighting for his Clan, a warrior, with a warrior name. Here he was, stuck in a barn with an apprentice's name. Ravenpaw.
He stood, stretching his aching muscles, and taking one last longing look out into the forest.
They may have left their camp, their homes, their forest behind, and they may have left him behind.
But part of them would forever walk between the shadows of the trees, a memory Ravenpaw would always have.
Because he never wanted to forget.
Hm. That was short.
R&R? Suggestions for the next one?