Hey! It's Warriorcatsluv104, and I'm here with a warriors story. Obviously. Okay, so this is a story involving my clan, Duskclan, and a few other clans my friends made up. Leave a review on what you think!:)

*LOOK FOR THE ALLEGIANCES SOMEWHERE ELSE, IM TOO LAZY TO DO IT, sorry:3*

Prologue

The two cats circled each other, both hissing furiously. "If you dare take another step forward, kittypet, I'll claw your eyes out. Leave our territory!" spat a dark tom. The kittypet replied in an amazingly smooth meow. "I wouldn't dream of it. I'm doing no harm." The tom was confused. Why isn't this cat frightened? The twoleg place cat unsheathed his claws. "I have a right to be here," he hissed. The tom was through with it. He leaped at the cat, yowling. His claws scored the kittypet's muzzle and sent blood flowing. The kittypet flinched an"d snarled. His large flanks heaved, as though he had just run for a moon. The clanner didn't understand. He drew in a breath and leaped again. This time he clamped his jaws over the cat's scruff, rolling, then pinning him to the ground. The kittypet screeched as the clanner tore open his underbelly with his hind legs. As the tom delivered the death bite to the throat, he hissed. "NEVER hunt on Duskclan territory again." Then the kittypet was dead, red staining his fluffy white coat.

Chapter 1

Moonpaw drew in a collective breath as Dawnclaw sneered. "You call that fighting, useless?" Moonpaw cursed under her breath. "Why don't you just try fighting me again with your little soft paws?" "It would be best not to let Ivystar hear you say that, or Ashpaw. You'd be in trouble," she snapped. Dawnclaw smirked. "Oh, and what's dreamy little Ashpaw going to do about it?" Moonpaw's jaw dropped, but she drew back up quickly. "He's...Not dreamy! He's just my fellow apprentice!" She retorted. "Yeah, right." Dawnclaw snorted matter-of-factly. "Ugh. You know what, I'm going to hunt." Moonpaw padded off swiftly. Dawnclaw yowled, "Mmhmm! Tell me if you see Darkpelt out there!" Moonpaw ignored her and ducked under the holly bushes surounding camp. "Moonpaw! Moonpaw, wait up!" Sunpaw screeched. Moonpaw stopped recuctantly. "Oh, finally. I had to walk forever to get you." Sunpaw mewed. "Sunpaw, I just came out of camp..." "Oh," he added, a bit too innocently. "Well, I'm hunting if you want to come." "I will! It's taking forever for Owlfang to finish talking to Ivystar." Moonpaw sighed, as she was hoping he wouldn't come. He was the worst hunter in the whole forest, he chased all the prey off. "Okay, but you have to keep up," and Moonpaw streaked off.

"Hey!" Sunpaw yowled somewhere behind her. She darted up a tree. Her Cloudclan roots were acting up. Moonpaw huffed in annoyance and scrambled backwards off the tree. Moonpaw felt she should go re-mark their borders, so she went off to go check at the Sunningrocks. Moonpaw's eyes locked on a Streamclan warrior paddling through the water. She heaved a breath, and clamped her jaws together. The warrior had heard her.

The cat perked its ears, and hauled itself onto the bank. That was Crowstreak, the pale tom she had met at a gathering. A low hiss emantated from his throat, and Moonpaw held her breath shakily. What if he sees me? What if he attacks me? What if... Moonpaw couldn't help the questions from swarming her mind. What would Dawnclaw say if she found out I had lost to Crowstreak? He was her number one enemy.. Moonpaw drew out a short breath, and trained her eyes on the cat. He was shuffling his paws, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, Crowstreak's body tensed, an Moonpaw felt his eyes narrow where she was hiding. He had seen her! Wait- His eyes trained on something else, and Moonpaw almost let out a whoop of relief. Moonpaw started to have nervous spasms after his ears had pricked toward her shallow breathing. She had no idea what to do. Run? Attack him? REVEAL myself? Moonpaw's mind was a mess. Her head was throbbing. Crowstreak flattened his ears, and, believing there was nothing there, padded off.

Moonpaw lifted her head slowly, peeking out of the tall reeds. Her pale grey pelt and dark black tabby stripes stood out well in the red and green reeds. Once she had decided it was safe, she got up and tiptoed back to the shelter of the trees. It was time to hunt, no more border patrol. Then she remembered she was supposed to mark the borders. Oh, well. It'll have to wait. Time to hunt now. She parted her lips slightly to taste the air. The mouthwatering scent of a quail flooded her nostrils. "Mmm.." she sighed. Suddenly she spotted the plump bird pecking among some fallen seeds. Moonpaw crouched and gathered her haunches. The bird kept to its business, sorting through the sunflower seeds. Her tail lightly brushed the ground and she prepared to spring. Moonpaw pounced and the quail had just enough time to flutter in shock before she delivered a swift bite to its neck. She decided she would come back for it later and buried it. Moonpaw felt she should get something else, and followed the fresh scent of a mouse she had just picked up. Moonpaw spotted the mouse and took tiny, light steps toward it. She pounced, but the rodent had felt her pawsteps. It darted away before Moonpaw could reach it. A hiss behind her made her just about leap out of her fur. There, facing her, was a Sootclan cat. The she-cat snarled. Moonpaw curled her lip. She wasn't on their territory! Then- without warning,- the cat leaped for her throat.

Chapter 2

Moonpaw let out a blood-curldling screech, as the she-cat tore open her shoulder. It was bleeding heavily within seconds. She panted and fled to camp, yowling "Silvermoon! SILVERMOON!" The medicine cat tore out of her den. "Moonpaw, what in the name of Starclan happened?" "I- I was attacked by a Sootclanner." Silvermoon cursed. "The fox hearts don't care about anyone but themselves and their precious territory..." She growled. Soon Moonpaw had cobwebs, marigold, and goldenrod plastered onto her shoulder. "You should be fine. Just go rest." Silvermoon handed her some poppyseeds and padded into the depths of her den. Moonpaw yawned. She was tired, anyways. As she padded into the apprentice's den, she slipped the poppyseeds into her jaws and lied down. Before she slid into the icy clutches of darkness, Moonpaw felt a warm pelt lay down next to her. She was about to ask who it was when the darkness snatched her into its depths.

She woke up shivering, dried blood a dirty shade of dark red crusting on her shoulder. Who had lied next to her last night? Sunpaw, maybe? No, he was too bouncy and hyper. Fernpaw? Nope...she had no idea about her wound. It was impossible, for anyone else. But..there was still Ashpaw. It couldn't have been him though. She got up and stretched, she was cramped and stiff. "Hello, Moonpaw. Feeling bright today?" Iceseeker, the deputy, meowed. Moonpaw yelped and winced. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?" Iceseeker asked nervously, but Moonpaw couldn't find out why. "No, not at all.." Moonpaw whispered, lost in her own thougts.

I'll be posting more of chapter two soon, I have school work to do! T.T Well, leave a review on what you think!:)