Books » Warriors » Silver and Gold Author: Comycatdarkangle Rated: T - English - Adventure/Friendship - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-25-16 - Updated: 03-25-16 id:11860352
Note:this chapter has been edited. More on the way!
Silver and Gold
A warrior cats fan fiction!
Disclaimer: I don't own the warriors series!
A new fic I decided to come up with! I love the warrior cats series and the series kinda Influence's my writing and character naming!
This takes place before the whole "fire will save the clan " thing. I like the forest setting better than the lake. This will take place in Windclan, my favorite clan! Since this happens before the books ( with the exception of dawn of the clans ) there are still tunnelers.
I don't know if this will be countinual or not.
"Dawnfeather!" The leader of Windclan, a large brown tom with green eyes called, stopping his worried pacing to call to the medicine cat. Rain poured from gray skies and turned the clearing muddy.
"What, Barkstar?" A soft voice asked from the medicine den. A moaning was heard from inside.
"Is she okay?"
"...the kitting is taking longer than normal, and she has a fever. I can't lie to you. But I can tell you that Heatherwing is a strong cat. She can fight this."
Barkstar's heart stopped. His mate had begun to give birth a few moments before it began to rain. He had been helping his deputy, Dirtclaw, organise patrols when he heard a cry from the nursery. Now it would've been far past sunhigh, if the sky wasn't stormy.
He continued his pacing, thin tail flicking back and forth. Another moan sounded from the medicine den. Barkstar's brown fur was soaked, sticking to his bulky frame. The rest of the clan sat around a distance away, giving both him and the medicine den worried glances. Barkstar took a moment to notice how there was a division between the moor runners and the tunnelers. It made him feel oddly sad. It was like there was two clans in one.
Barkstar's thoughts were sliced through by a flash of lightning in the sky, followed immediately by booming thunder. Some of the cats flinched, casting frightened eyes to the stormy sky. Barkstar shivered. Perhaps starclan was sending him an omen? He turned to pidgeonpaw, the medicine cat apprentice.
"What does that mean? Do you know?" The leader asked softly. The gray cat shook his head.
"I'm sorry, I don't know. But thinking negative won't help."
Barkstar couldn't help but smile slightly. The apprentice learned Dawnfeather's positive attitude, although he showed it a bit more sternly.
"Yes... That's what we need... To think positive..." Barkstar mewed softly.
Dawnfeather stepped out of the medicine den. She was a tall, fluffy furred cat, with green eyes and dark gray and white fur. Her eyes held the gentleness they always did.
"Please come with me, Barkstar." She mewed, flicking her ear to the den. Barkstar took a nervous breath and followed.
His golden furred mate lay on a nest of moss, panting, blue eyes half closed. A small, wet bundle of fur lay at her belly. It sqirmed and mewed feebly.
"She's going to be alright, right?"
Dawnfeather looked the other way.
"... maybe..."
Barkstar could tell she was desperately trying not to say something negative. Barkstar felt like a stone was stuck in his throat. He walked over to Heatherwing.
"... how are you feeling?" He asked while resting his tail on her forehead. He was stunned by the heat he felt.
"I'm alright, my love. We need to name our daughter."
Barkstar glanced at the bundle of fur, pride pushing away his worry. But he knew they should wait.
"We should wait. You need rest. We can name her tomorrow."
Heatherwing looked up at him. "No. We must name her now."
Barkstar felt his gut twist. "But your-"
"We name her now. Now... What shall her name be..." Her voice drifted off as her eyes closed.
"Heatherwing?" Barkstar asked frantically. Dawnfeather rushed over, a bundle of leaves in her jaws. But as she reached Heatherwing, her gaze darkened.
"Is she going to be okay?"
"... She wants you to name her kit."
"I said we shou-"
"I'm so sorry. There isn't going to be a tomorrow..."
Barkstar stared ahead blankly with grief, then lowered his head next to Heatherwing's.
"She has your golden fur. How about goldenkit?" He said softly, his voice cracking with grief.
Heatherwing's beautiful face curled into one last smile.
"Yes... Goldenkit... You will be the greatest warrior the clans have known... I'll always be with you... My daughter..." With those last words, Heatherwing's body went limp. Thunder boomed, as if the skies were grieving.
But Barkstar could swear he saw a flash of gold in the dark sky.
Goldenkit
Okay, this made me sad. But every warrior cat fan fiction is sad these days, right? I know that Heatherwing has been used before, but I had a brain fart. I don't know when I'll post the next chapter to this. It may stop altogether, depending on whether I can continue it. Do you peoplez out there think I should continue this? I honestly have no clue.🐆
