A/N: Hello everyone. I'm sure you've seen quite a few of these recently, but trust me; this one is going to be different…
Especially since I'm not starting with your name.
Yep, you heard me.
Every good warrior's life story needs a good prologue, so here it is.
In this chapter, you'll find out your parents, siblings and Clan.
So, without further ado, here is the prologue for your warrior cat life.
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Parent's Names
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For the prefixes:
Mum: favourite prefix e.g. Bracken-, Tiger-, Jay-…
Dad: one of your favourite warrior cat's prefix e.g. Firestar, Hollyleaf or Russetfur…
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For the suffixes:
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Choose the last letter of your parents' first names.
A. wing
B. step
C. pelt
D. storm
E. splash
F. berry
G. leaf
H. feather
I. claw
J. spots
K. blaze
L. fang
M. heart
N. pool
O. fur
P. nose
Q. thorn
R. flight
S. tail
T. fall
U. cloud
V. whisker
W. shade
X. leap
Y. star
Z. face
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Okay, one my favourite prefixes is Cloud- and one of my favourite cats is Greystripe, so my mother is Cloudwing and my father is Greyfang.
Also, if you want, you can come up with an appearance to match the name. My appearances will appear with the rest of my results.
I found it quite funny that most of my favourite cats started with colours: Greystripe… Yellowfang… Bluestar …Whitestorm…
Anyway, let's continue…
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Siblings
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This one is nice and simple… Pick a number from 1 to 5
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1. No siblings
2. Four siblings
3. Two siblings
4. One sibling
5. Three siblings
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I chose the number 3, so I have two siblings. Pretty easy, right?
Okay, last but not least for this prologue, you need to know what Clan you belong to, right?
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Clan
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Again, a nice and easy one. Pick one of these 5 animals:
Peregrine Falcon
Okapi
Thresher Shark
Snowy Owl
Lion
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Okay, if you chose:
Snowy Owl: you are a nocturnal hunter and a proud cat of ShadowClan
Peregrine Falcon: you are a speedy member of WindClan
Thresher Shark: you are one of the fish-eating RiverClan cats
Lion: you are from the main Clan, ThunderClan
Okapi: you are a half-Clan cat
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If you have chosen the okapi, you can choose whichever Clan you want your parents to live in and which one you want to reside in.
For example, if I chose the okapi, I'd have my mother live in ShadowClan and my father would be from ThunderClan, but I'd reside in ShadowClan with my mother.
But anyway, I'm a proud and strong RiverClan kit.
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So, that's the end of this chapter.
Here are my results:
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CHAPTER 1 RESULTS
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Parents:
Mother: Cloudwing; a white she-cat with long, fluffy fur and bright green eyes
Father: Greyfang; a light grey tom with darker grey tabby stripes, ears and feet and blue eyes.
Siblings: 2
Clan: RiverClan
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After every chapter, I'm going to write a small one-shot from my results, so here goes…
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Cloudwing's Final Decision
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The white she-cat looked down at her paws and sighed.
She loved both toms, but which one would she choose?
She wanted to have kits, but before that was even possible, she needed to find out which of the two tomcats she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.
"Cloudwing!"
She turned her head, looking for the source of the voice and noticed Russetstar padding towards her.
"Come to my den; I want to talk to you," he meowed.
Russetstar retreated to his den.
She slowly stood up and padded over to the russet-coloured leader's den. Cloudwing could already see the other cats starting to move over to each other— probably to talk about what he could mean. They all knew he was in love with her.
But they didn't know about her conflicted feelings.
Cloudwing passed two she-cats sharing tongues.
"I bet he's going to ask her to be his mate."
"Do you think she'll say yes?"
"Of course! Why wouldn't she?"
She let out a sigh and sat at the entrance waiting for the purr of approval to enter.
"Come in, Cloudwing," he purred.
"You wanted to see me?" she asked.
He nervously shuffled his paws. "Well… I'm sure you know how much I like you… And I know that you like Greyfang too… But… well… I-I just wanted to know what you thought about… me."
She gulped. "Well, I do think you're a great leader…"
She noticed his face fall.
"Remember when we were kits?" he chuckled. "You and I were inseparable."
Her whiskers twitched in amusement. "Yeah," she sighed happily.
"And when we became warriors, I broke the vigil and promised you that if I became leader, I'd make you my deputy."
"And then I glared at you, and told you that I'd be a better leader than you any day," she purred.
His whiskers twitched. "We got in so much trouble from Heatherclaw when she caught us talking!"
Cloudwing let out a content sigh as she remembered her adventures with Russetstar.
"I want to keep my promise…"
"What?"
Cloudwing turned her head sharply. Had she heard what she thought?
"Pebblefrost wouldn't mind!" he meowed excitedly, "She's told me herself that she doesn't think she'll make a good leader!"
"Whoa, whoa, wait!" Cloudwing mewed as she shook her head.
She thought of the young blue-grey she-cat. Pebblefrost had become a warrior two moons before she was made deputy— after Nettlefur had died of greencough. She had been Nettlefur's apprentice and he had personally asked for her to take his place if he didn't make it through the harsh leaf-bare.
Much to his disappointment, Russetstar had agreed to make his new deputy Pebblefrost.
"I just want to let you know that I'd give you anything your heart desires," Russetstar mewed sincerely.
"That's very sweet," Cloudwing purred. "You are—"
"—and if you wanted to have the nursery all to yourself to raise our kits, I'd kick all of the queens out without blinking!" he started to meow enthusiastically.
"Wait, hold on a second!" Cloudwing protested.
"I've even come up with names for the kits!"
"How would you come up with names for unborn kits—?"
"If they look like me, I'm thinking of Vixenkit, Foxkit, Cherrykit or Redkit. If they are coloured ginger or orange, I'm thinking Tigerkit or Flamekit. But if they somehow end up completely different, I really like the names, Bumblekit, Honeykit and Cloverkit," he continued, ignoring Cloudwing.
"What if one of them looks like me?" Cloudwing asked shyly.
"Oh… we can name it Whitekit or Palekit or something…" he answered nonchalantly. "But if it happens to have any of my colouring on it, let's name it Patchkit or Poppykit!"
"How about Rosekit…?" Cloudwing asked dejected.
"Now you've got the idea!" he cheered, "But, I don't like the name Rosekit… You aren't very good at naming kits, you know that right? If you kit during the night, wait until I wake up to name them. We wouldn't want you to accidently name one Clawkit, now would we? It'd be really embarrassing for such a strong, noble leader to have a son called Clawfoot or Clawnose of RiverClan."
Cloudwing huffed and glared at her kit-hood friend. He had changed. Yes, he still had his bubbly, over-enthusiastic personality, but he seemed to be vainer than she remembered.
She faked a yawn. "I'm starting to get really tired," she lied, "I'm going to go back to my den now."
"You could sleep here tonight…" he offered.
Cloudwing shook her head immediately, "No thanks. This is the leader's den, not the leader's plus one sleepy she-cat's den."
Her response surprised herself. Moons ago, she would have stood there for ages, weighing up the positives and negatives of staying there, that night.
She padded out and behind her, Russetstar called out, "Okay! Tell me if you change your mind about me!"
As she exited the den, she looked at the sky. The sun had already fallen and the stars were out. "Oh, StarClan," she whispered, "Tell me what to do!"
"Cloudwing…?"
"Oh, just go away—!"
She darted around and unsheathed her claws. To her surprise, Russetstar wasn't the one behind her…
"Oh, StarClan, I'm really sorry, Greyfang!" she apologised quickly. "I thought you were someone else!"
"If this is a bad time for you, I'll just leave…" he answered shyly.
"No, no," she insisted, "This is the perfect time!"
"Well…" he answered, "…okay, if you're certain…"
Cloudwing nodded her head.
"I-I have something to show you…" he purred.
Greyfang padded out of the RiverClan camp and Cloudwing followed him with interest.
She quickly caught up with him and they both padded along in silence.
Within no time, they had reached a small clearing. Above them, the stars were shining brightly.
Greyfang sat down and Cloudwing did the same, only in front of him.
"Look at the stars, Cloudwing," he prompted as he glanced up.
Cloudwing glanced up. What was he trying to say?
"There's so many of them and they all shine so brightly," he sighed contently.
"Yeah…" she breathed.
"Listen, Cloudwing," he meowed cautiously, "I may not be a leader. I can't offer you deputyship or anything. I'm not a StarClan cat and I can't give you nine lives. I'm not even a medicine cat and I can't promise you that you'll live forever. But… I can promise you one thing,"
He took a deep breath and stood up.
"As long as the stars and the moon and the sun stay in the sky, I promise to always love you with my whole heart."
Cloudwing purred.
Earlier today, she was regretting having to make such an impossible decision, but now she knew which cat she wanted to spend her entire life with.
She stood up and licked Greyfang's cheek.
"I love you too, Greyfang."
0-0-0 Moons later 0-0-0
"You can go in now, Greyfang," the medicine cat purred. "She's had a successful kitting."
Greyfang gulped and ran through the nursery entrance.
He stopped in front of the love of his life and three mewling bundles of fur.
"They're beautiful, Cloudwing," he purred.
"What do you want to call them?" the tired white queen asked him.
He shook his head. "We'll name them together. We're a team."
His mate purred. "Okay, I think we should name this one…"
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THE END
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Hope you enjoyed the first chapter/ prologue and the short story. I enjoyed writing it.
Review your results and I hope you have a great time designing your warrior life!
~ Cloudjumper Kat