I've got enough stories. But I feel like writing this one.
I was thinking about how almost everyone in Warriors believes in ThunderClan and that no where near THAT many people believe in God. And it hit me. Not like bacon. But seriously, what if StarClan hadn't appeared to the fighting cats?
It's something interesting I felt like exploring. I took a turn towards the Christian way and needed to make four new cats that I'd never use anywhere but here (like in a bunch of places.) So allow me to introduce you to the main characters:


Rocklegs- gray tom with amber eyes. ThunderClan warrior. Personality......his is kinda like Crowfeather and Breezepelt ish.
Icebreath- blue-gray she-cat with ice blue eyes. RiverClan deputy. She's extremely friendly with her Clan, but with the other Clans, her tone is so icy, you can almost see the ice coming from her breath.
Spottedpath- black she-cat with amber eyes. ShadowClan warrior. She is extremely shy around everyone, many believe she lacks the ability to talk.
Tigerhead- brown tom with green eyes. WindClan warrior. He daydreams a lot, always fantasizing himself as the winner. He's the most ambitious cat in WindClan, yet his skills don't back it up. He got his warrior name from being known as the cat that's like a tiger, but only in his head.

This is long, so I'm going to end with the fact that you won't see these cats even mentioned until at least the next chapter. You might find this chapter a bit familiar, but I've made enough changes due to the fact that I can't find the first Field Guide.

Many cats were gathered in one central clearing. A clearing with four trees. And a giant rock. Somewhere, someone got the giant rock reference and started laughing their tail off, but everyone else stayed clueless.

Back to topic. Clearing with four trees and giant rock. Snicker. One could think this place was sacred.

Unfortunately, the ancestors of the Clans didn't think. At least not very well.

"I should lead us all!" a cat named River exclaimed.

"No, I'm better than you!" Wind growled.

Shadow rolled her eyes. "Obviously, I'm the BEST cat to be the leader."

"Stop!" Thunder growled. "You're bickering like kits! There's only one way to settle this dispute."

"And that is...?" Wind prompted, hiding a guilty look.

"I shall be the ruler!" Thunder announced.

"No way," River spat. "You're not fit to rule us all."

"Let's fight over it!" A cat called Sky suggested.

"Let's fight over it!" Shadow suggested, her eyes gleaming.

"That's what I said!" Sky spat.

But everyone ignored Sky. Seriously, Sky wasn't a part of this. Seriously, we words don't remember Sky's gender.

So the four cats claiming to be the best leader leaped into battle. Sky jumped in to fight Shadow, since Shadow ignored Sky. Soon, it was a full scale fight with everyone fighting.

Obviously, with such a fight, deaths are expected. But even with a fight this big, no one expected HALF THE CATS to die. Rounded, obviously. Obviously. Snicker.

Ahem, it took a little bit for this to register in a certain cat's mind. But he realized, all right. And he made a decision.

"STOP!" Thunder announced. "Have you noticed how many cats have died? How many cats have completely faded from our lives completely?"

And all the cats that were SUPPOSED to go to StarClan were suddenly Dark Forest cats. And not even that lasted long. Too bad. Besides, Thunder was doing fine.

Back to the cats we care about, the fighting stopped.

"You're right..." Wind admitted.

"Stop the madness!" River commanded.

"I suggest we split into four groups, no, four CLANS, one for each of us. Find territory, mark it, and live out our lives as rivals," Thunder proposed.

"That could work..." Shadow admitted.

And so the four cats became the leaders of four Clans. Oh, and Sky did too, but no one really remembers anything about THEM.

Many moons passed, but only four cats ever joined StarClan: Thunder, Shadow, River, and Wind. They were the only ones who believed in some kind of afterlife. Everyone else joined the Dark Forest and faded from memory. Especially them SkyClan cats.
He he he he......giant rock. Snicker, sigh. No one gets it, do they?
Anyway, I've got this started. That's good. I'm currently working on writing WITP and BOAFFT (if you can decipher my abbreviations), so keep a look out for them.
I'm surprised. Someone really DID grieve for Spottedpaw. I certainly didn't really. But I'm still surprised.
Anyway, the awesome four come next chapter. You can probably guess their lineage if you know anything about the New Testament.