StormClan's Adventure
This is a story about StormClan, the last clan alive. They've moved home twice before, and it looks like they're leaving again. But when they stumble across three supposedly non-existent clans, will they even want to live among other clans? And how will they cope after so many years of loneliness.
Credits:
My friend in real-life who I shall not name, but I would like to thank for the support she gave me. : )
Everyone who sent in cats to my Create-A-Cat. I wouldn't have clans if it weren't for you guys!
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Okay, enough of that! Story time! Everyone who looked at my CreateACat, you may skip this part. You've read it before.
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PROLOGUE
Sunspots sat with her mate, Lightningstar. They watched their rocky territory flood in water.
"We can't go on like this!" She wailed. "In green-leaf, we have fires. In new-leaf, we have droughts. In leaf-bare, no clan can live well. And now we're having a flood in leaf-fall?"
"I know, Sunspots. We can't go on like this." Her mate agreed. "Maybe it's time we found a new home."
"You can't possibly mean leaving the mountains? Our ancestors left the forest, and our ancestors before that left the grasslands. We can't leave again!"
"Maybe it's StormClan's destiny to keep moving."
"What? Leave?"
"Yes, Mousetalon. He thinks we should leave the mountains!" Sunspots explained to the deputy.
"But Lilyfeather's kits wouldn't make it!" Mousetalon argued.
"Then we'll wait until they're old enough. We can't live here, Mousetalon. There aren't even any other clans here!"
"There aren't clans anywhere anymore! That's why we left the grasslands and the forests! The other clans there died out! The mountains are our home!"
"We're losing elders and kits every moon with theses conditions!" Lightningstar snapped.
"But. . . Fine. But Greywater's not going to like it." Mousetalon gave in.
"I think we can live with that. We'll leave in 3 moons."
"You relise what a big decision this is, don't you?" Sunspots reasoned.
"Of course I do, Sunspots my dear mate. And hopefully, once we leave, it's one we won't have to make again."
The three sat, staring into Silverpelt, watching their ancestors twinkle before their eyes.
Please, Lightningstar thought, give me a sign if this isn't what StormClan is meant to do! But as he sat watching the moon glow, no signs shouted out to him. Only the wink of the stars and the moonlit water, waving gently beneath him.
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There's the prologue! I hope you like it! I'll be working on Chapter 1 now.
Sorry if I delay on my other stories. I'll be putting most of my effort into this and my other Create-A-Cat.
~WarriorsRule4 (Why I signed this, I don't know! ; ) )