I do NOT own Warriors, how ever I DO own the things I make up on my own, such as my characters. Although I wish I was brilliant enough to have thought of Warriors...
Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction and reviews are very welcome as long as they aren't hurtful! If you like this, please tell me and I will consider expanding more on these characters.
I shivered as the dew from a nearby bush seeped into her fur and forming small crystals on her whiskers. I looked to my leader for directions. Lightstar twitched her tail and the clan immediately crouched into the long grass of the hill. It was nearly dawn and the battle would begin shortly.
My stomach felt like it had been flipped upside down. Great Starclan I was nervous, as this was my first battle. I gulped, and Quailtail who had been crouching next to me heard. "Hey, you'll be alright, you're strong and a good warrior. Just don't do anything mouse-brained." He wasn't that much older than me as I was an older apprentice. We were about two moons apart. He confused me. He would always say something kind and sweet, but then end it with an insult.
But I loved him anyways.
All of a sudden, Lighstar yowled a battle cry. This was it. As one, the clan leapt to their paws and charged forward into battle; the sun had begun to rise and shone blood red along the spines of the cats.