This has been in my head FOREVER and I need to write it down. My version of the Warriors series with my made up character, Cheetahfire.
Cheetahfire sprinted across the Thunderpath and gave a sigh of relief. She had been running for a long time, across the moor and across the Thunderpath. She saw a river and fish inside. With one swipe of her tiny paw a fish flew into the air and Cheetahfire caught it.
Despite her tiny size, she was extremely powerful with strong muscles. Cheetahfire was beautiful; she looked like a very small cheetah and had more speed than an average cat.
Cheetahfire began to eat the fish but suddenly she was attacked by a handsome blue-gray tom. She hissed with fury and clawed at the tom's ears. He did not let go of her though she clawed at his other ear and blood oozed from it.
"Stonefur, let her down, she's just a kit," a beautiful spotted golden she-cat ordered, looking rather amused.
"She can put up some fight for a kit," Stonefur replied, "What's your name, kit?"
Cheetahfire glared at him.
"I'm not a kit."
"Then why are you so tiny?"
"Because I just am mouse-brain."
The golden she-cat chuckled.
"She's got quite a mouth, doesn't she Stonefur?"
"I can't believe you got your ears ripped by a kit," a black tom commented, appearing out of nowhere.
Cheetahfire hissed and leaped onto the black tom's shoulder's and bit down onto his neck. He snarled and she leaped off.
"Not so cheeky now, are you Blackclaw?" Stonefur retorted.
Blackclaw ignored him and turned to the kit.
"Are you a kittypet?"
"No, my mother is a rogue but she was captured my Twolegs. I used to live a place far from here but I, I, had this dream of a place that looked like this and I followed me instincts and came here," Cheetahfire meowed, licking her paws."
"Rogue, huh?" the golden she-cat chuckled, "You must have come a long way if you're not a Clan cat."
"What's a Clan cat?"
"That's what we are, we are a Clan and there are four Clans; RiverClan, which is us, ShadowClan, ThunderClan, and WindClan," the golden she-cat explained, "I'm Leopardfur, the black one is Blackclaw and the gray one is Stonefur. Who are you?"
Cheetahfire lifted her head and puffed out her chest.
"I'm Cheetahfire," she said proudly.
"Cheetah," Stonefur said thoughtfully.
"Yes Cheetah, are you stupid or something?" Cheetahfire snapped.
Leopardfur and Blackclaw snickered.
"I think we should bring her to camp, she has all the makings of a fine warrior," Leopardfur meowed, sitting up, "Stonefur, carry Cheetahfire to camp."
Stonefur picked up Cheetahfire by the scruff and she sighed, happy to not be walking. They arrived at a beautiful camp and a cat with a weird jaw and another cat that greatly resembled him padded over and sniffed Cheetahfire.
She scowled and kicked the cat.
"Why do you bring this cat here?" the cat with the weird jaw demanded.
"I believe she has the makings of a warrior," Leopardfur said, holding her head up high, "Wouldn't you agree Crookedstar? She gave you a battle scar."
Crookedstar was the cat with the weird jaw. It looked as if he realized something deeply important, yet secret.
"Yes, I think we should make her an apprentice, you Oakheart?"
Oakheart, the reddish tom nodded, then turned to Stonefur, "What happened to your ears, son?"
Stonefur nodded at Cheetahfire and she glared at him.
"She's temperamental Oakheart," Stonefur said.
"I can tell, Stonefur, go to Mudfur and he'll give you some herbs for that ear."
Stonefur nodded and hurried to a den that smelled strongly of herbs. Just then, an old gray she-cat came and sniffed Cheetahfire.
"Hello young one," the gray cat greeted, "May I ask who you are?"
"I'm Cheetahfire," Cheetahfire meowed.
"Did you give my son that injury?" she asked, nodding to Stonefur who was getting herbs rubbed onto his ear.
Cheetahfire nodded.
The cat chuckled.
"I'm Graypool by the way. I think you'll want to be introduced to the rest of the Clan."
She beckoned to three cats that were eating. They came over.
"This is Silverkit," she pointed her tail at the silver colored she-cat, "Shadekit," the very dark gray she-cat, "And Mistyfoot," the pretty blue-gray she-cat.
"Who's this?" Mistyfoot asked curiously.
"A rogue kit," Graypool told her.
"I'm Silverkit and I'm going to be made an apprentice today," Silverkit beamed, "So is my sister Shadekit."
Cheetahfire nodded coolly to them.
Just then, Crookedstar or whatever his was, leaped onto a small rock and the cats immediately gathered around him.
"Today, we will have a new Clanmate, Cheetahfire is a rogue kit and she will train as a warrior. And now, Silverkit, Shadekit, come up here."
"From this day forward, until Silverkit has earned her warrior name, she will be called Silverpaw. Blackclaw, you will mentor Silverkit, I trust with your experience you will teach her well."
Blackclaw nodded and touched noses with Silverpaw.
"Shadekit, you will be known as Shadepaw until the day you receive your warrior name, Mistyfoot, yet you are a new warrior, you will mentor Shadepaw."
Mistyfoot and Shadepaw also touched noses.
Then Crookedstar's gaze fell on Cheetahfire. She walked towards him and sat down beside him.
"Cheetahfire, until you receive your warrior name, you will be called Cheetahpaw, and Stonefur will be your mentor."
She and Stonefur touched noses and the Clan called out their names.
"No longer Cheetahfire, are you?" Stonefur grinned.
Cheetahpaw scowled at him.
"I'll be a warrior soon enough."
Mistyfoot and nearly named Shadepaw padded over to where she and Stonefur were sitting.
"Hi Mistyfoot," Stonefur said, rubbing his muzzle with Mistyfoot's.
"Ew, are you two like mates or something," Cheetahpaw asked, wrinkling her nose.
Stonefur immediately pulled away from Mistyfoot.
"No way, she's my sister."
Mistyfoot purred.
"You're going to have a hard time with this one, Stonefur."
Stonefur sighed.
"Sadly yes."
"Come on, let's take them and show them the forest."
Shadepaw and Cheetahpaw followed their mentors into the forest. When they arrived at the river, Cheetahpaw immediately got a fish.
"Wow, you're first prey," Mistyfoot said, impressed.
"It's not my first," Cheetahpaw said smugly.
"Would you mind showing Shadepaw how to catch a fish?"
Pretty soon, they were heading back to the camp a fish in each one of their jaws. Every single warrior was underneath the rock. Mistyfoot and Stonefur hurriedly dropped their prey on the fresh-kill pile and sat down underneath the rock.
"What's going on?" Cheetahpaw asked Shadepaw.
"We're going to fight ThunderClan," she replied excitedly.
"Cool."
"Oakheart is going to lead them into battle," Shadepaw whispered, "Crookedstar and some other warriors are going to guard the camp."
"Is Stonefur going?" Cheetahpaw asked.
"Yeah, he's young, but a good warrior. So is Mistyfoot."
Just then, the warriors began running out of camp. Only Crookedstar, the queens, elders, and apprentices remained.
"I think we should go to the battle," Cheetahfire insisted.
"No way, we'd get in big trouble for that," Shadepaw replied, shaking her head.
"Too bad, I'm going," and she sprinted off.
Shadepaw sighed and ran after her.