INFORMATION
A new prophecy has been unleashed, "A battle lies beneath, only leaf can stop thorn from destroying the clans." A mysterious kitty-pet was accepted into ThunderClan but is she holding secrets? Rippedpaw, a ThunderClan apprentice thinks there is something not right with his new clan mate. Why would such a harmess kitty-pet destroy the clans?
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PROLOGUE
Steadily dark rain hit on the roof of the abandoned two-leg nest, making a drumming nose. The sky was dark, a cloud covered the moon and the stars, looking as if there was no sign of StarClan. The wind blow harshly making the tall grass shift from side to side. The once two-leg nest's nest has now passed it's retirement. The wooden walls where covered with vines and mold, a crack so big in the wall a cat could pass through. Clear signs of abandonment.
Beyond the drumming of the roof, the silent was broken. A thin tom crouched along the tall grass, watching his every move. As he made its way through the tangle mess of grass he look around the nest. He approached the entrance in the wall that was hidden by vines. He looked back once before slipping into the hole as if he was never there.
Their on the floor, lied a she-cat, her belly swollen and in pain. "Rose," he meowed with sorrow as he rubbed his head against his mate. A couple of seconds went by and no answer. Breathing heavily, the she-cat slowly came up with the strength to answer back, "Please let my kits grow healthy, even if I don't make it through." Her mate nodded. "I promise," he replied. The she-cat closed her eyes and pushed a small kit out. Finally as she pushed the last kit into the world her breathing stopped.
Soon after the tom grabbed his new born kits into his jaw and ran out the nest. As he made his way into the grass, he couldn't help but get the feeling of being watch. As he ran through the grass he saw a flash of fur rush pass him. He ran quicker. And quicker, trying not to drop the precious packages out of his jaw.
"Stop!" hissed a voice of a she-cat. The tom kept running into he fell head first into a huge white tom. He looked at the tom and dropped his kits safely onto the ground. "Come, grab your kits and follow us," the huge cat meowed. The father cat was forced to follow behind the white tom and a yellow she-cat into the two-leg city, behind an alley. There eyes of all different colors of at least thirty cats looked at him.
The white tom glared down before everybody and the other cats looked up to him with respectful and fearful eyes. "Now this tribe has gone a long way from what it started at first, we have at least forty more fighters, and more kits are being born. It is time for us to take back what belong to us." he meowed happily. Cheers of joy and revenge yowled across the alley. "As some of you know we have a plan to take over the forest clans, please bring the kits here."
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I know that might have been kinda boring but trust me it will get more better. If I get at least 2 reviews The next chapter will be put up. - BRITTANY