My first Warriors fanfic! Hope you enjoy, though I'm not entirely sure if my writing is any good. This isn't very long I guess, and it may be a bit confusing, but I hope to explain quite a bit in the next chapter so bear with me.


"Mom!"

Claire felt tears streaming down her face as she held her motionless mother. Lightning illuminated the room periodically, allowing her to see her mom's face. The woman's eyes were closed, as if sleeping peacefully. Her beautiful face was nearly a mirror image of Claire's own, only older. And her black hair was a slightly lighter shade. The girl's heart felt like it was being crushed under the merciless depths of the sea.

"Mother please wake up, you're all I've got!" she sobbed, clinging to the woman's cooling body. Once more the lightning lit up the dark living room, and her mother's eyes opened. "Mom?" They were bright yellow, with feline slits for pupils.

A cool breeze tickled Claire's face, waking her. But her anatomy had radically changed since the night before when she had fallen asleep.

"What's going on?" she mumbled sleepily, though it came out as a meow, somehow she understood it's meaning. Then she noticed the set of teeth closed around the scruff of her neck.

"Let me go!" she screamed, wriggling helplessly in an attempt to get away from her kidnapper. But as she did a sharp pain went through her body. She let out a weak yowl of pain.

Claire held still, though there was still a dull pain in her legs dragged against the forest floor. "Where am I?" she asked, "Who are you?" But she got nothing in reply, possibly because the stranger had their mouth full at the moment.

This did nothing to comfort Claire, but she couldn't struggle without causing herself more discomfort. She looked down at her aching legs, only to see the snowy white limbs of a cat with charcoal stripes. And behind that she could just make out the pale silver front paws of the animal carrying her.

Though Claire couldn't see them, the only thing that stayed the same about her body was the color of her jade eyes. Then she saw where she was being taken. Her captor took her though a thorn barrier and into a stone hollow. Claire looked back and forth, seeing several cats who stopped to stare at the two newcomers.

The green-eyed hostage gave a whimper of fear and confusion, but said nothing as they entered what looked like a den that was drenched with the scent of herbs. She was gently set down on the ground, which caused another weak sound of pain escape her mouth. Then she shifted her head to look at whoever had dragged her there.

It was a she, her newfound feline instinct told her from the scent. Her slender form was coated with light silver fur, but her amber eyes were fixed on something behind Claire.

"Mistfeather!" her firm voice called, sitting down beside Claire.

Then she heard a soft meow from further in the den, "One moment."

After a few seconds a she-cat with a similar build padded over to them, though her fur was even paler than the other cat's, and with white splotches here and there.

"Who is this?" the cat apparently called Mistfeather inquired, examining Claire curiously.

The other she-cat shrugged, "I found her by the WindClan border, but she seems really hurt. I couldn't just leave her there."

Mistfeather gave her a curious look, then gave Claire a sniff, "I don't see any wounds on her. The damage must be on the inside." then she looked up, "Do you know what happened?"

But the cat that had carried her shook her head, then turned her head to Claire and spoke to her for the first time, "Do you remember what happened?"

However, Claire didn't remember anything. She probably knew less than they did. "No." she mewed.

"Move her to one of these nests." Mistfeather ordered. At that, Claire was moved over to a bed of leaves and moss. Which was more comfortable than the stone floor, she admitted.

The splotchy she-cat spent a few moments looking Claire over, then she looked up at the other cat, who was about to leave.

"What were you doing near the WindClan border by yourself, Moonclaw?"

This made the silver cat hesitate, but she exited the den without a word.

Sighing, Mistfeather returned her attention to her patient. "Are you feeling any pain?" she asked. Claire nodded faintly, "Whenever I move."

"I'll get you some poppy seeds." The pale cat meowed, "They should help with that." Then she padded away to fetch Claire's treatment. Man, what was going on? Her mind reeled with questions as Mistfeather returned with the small black seeds wrapped in a leaf.

"These will also make you drowsy, but sleep won't hurt." Mistfeather explained, "I think you may have some broken bones. Whatever happened to you must've been pretty bad." watching with concern as Claire licked up the poppy seeds. When they were all gone Claire looked up, "Thank you." she said weakly.

Mistfeather gave a small nod, "Simply doing my job. Now I don't think the bones are broken too badly, so they should heal fine on their own. I have to go see the leader now, but I'll be back to check on you soon."

Claire watched her step out of the den and allowed her eyes to shut. But almost as soon as they did she heard a squeaky voice from the den entrance.

"Look Nightkit!"

"Who's that?"

She groaned and turned her head to see two kittens, staring at her with wide eyes from the edge of the den.

"What are you doing here?" one of the kits demanded, his fluffy black chest puffed out in an attempt to look intimidating.

The smaller kitten, whom Claire guessed was his sister, was black with large white spots. "Blackkit, if Moonclaw brought her here then she isn't an intruder." she mewed.

The bigger of the two bounded over to Claire's nest and sniffed her. "Ew! You smell like twolegs!" he hissed, wrinkling his nose and taking several steps back.

Twoleg? What? "You mean humans?" Claire asked. But Blackkit just gave her a confused look, "What's a human?"

But Claire just sighed, too tired to answer. Then she heard Mistfeather's voice. "I told you kits to stay away from my den unless you're hurt!"

"Sorry Mistfeather!" She heard Nightkit squeak.

Then the two kits raced out of the den, leaving Mistfeather and Claire alone. "I apologize about that. Those two need to be made apprentices soon so they can have mentors to keep them busy."

"Uh… What?"

The she-cat shook her head, "I forgot, you don't know our ways. It can wait until after you get some rest though. My leader, Darkstar, says you can stay until you've recovered." then she gave her a thoughtful look, "You may even end up joining the clan, if that is your wish. But like I said, that must wait for another time. Just get some rest for now."

Claire closed her eyes and allowed the poppy seeds in her system to help her drift into a peaceful sleep.

Meanwhile, the ranks of StarClan were at unease.

A white she-cat with steel gray stripes felt a growl beginning in the back of her throat, arching her back as she glared accusingly at two other cats, "What have you done? You know I didn't want her here!"

One of them, a light brown tom, stared back at her with moons of sadness in his pale jade eyes, but said nothing. Instead, a pastel gray she-cat spoke.

"Whispertail, she deserves to be with her own kind. And even more so deserves to know who she really is." she meowed casually, despite the waves of rage emanating from the striped warrior.

The brown tom spoke up now, "Stormflower is right. She will make a great warrior." he meowed, "I'm sure she will make us proud."

Whispertail looked back at him, "What does the great Riddlestar of WindClan care about a mere ThunderClan kit?" she hissed, venom dripping with every word, "This is none of your concern. You proved where your allegiances lie." The former WindClan leader winced at this, but he remained silent.

Waving her tail for silence, Stormflower brought their attention back to the matter at hand, "The moment you left your clan, you lost your voice in any clan affairs, Whispertail. And ThunderClan's new guest now falls into that category."


So obviously reviews would be nice. (Even ones pointing out what I did wrong, it'll help me in the long run.) I don't really know how long this will be. I have a few things planned out for the story, but really I'm just winging it. Anyways… with or without reviews the next chapter should be coming within a few days.