Hello, and, uh, welcome. *shrugs* Anyways, we're Qashi and Tsuara (We're sisters.) and this is our first fanfiction story, so reviews and constructive criticism are truly appreciated. If you read the summary, then you get what this story is about, and... yeah.
(Ay? Ay? Any cheers for an awkward start to the story? No? Oh, okay...)
ALLEGIANCES
-ThunderClan:
Leader: Hazelstar (pale brown tabby she-cat with dark blue eyes)
Deputy: Birdflight (tortoiseshell she-cat with white paws and green eyes)
Medicine Cat: Cloverbreeze (brown-and-white tabby she-cat with amber eyes)
Warriors:
Sparrowheart (dark brown tabby tom with white paws and fiery amber eyes)
Thrushsong (pale gray tom with darker shades and green eyes)
Vixenheart (bright ginger she-cat with dark ginger ears and hazel eyes)
Owlclaw (brown tabby tom with yellow eyes)
Voletooth (dark brown tom with dark amber eyes)
Firespark (russet tom with white chest and paws, green eyes)
Ashbreeze (pale gray tabby she-cat with darker speckles and blue eyes)
Maplestorm (tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes)
Oakpoppy (brown-and-white tom with hazel eyes)
Hollyear (scruffy-furred dark brown tabby she-cat with dark amber eyes
Nightflower (black she-cat with pale hazel eyes)
Ravencloud (black tom with amber eyes)
Cindershade (silver tabby she-cat with hazel eyes)
Twigbreeze (dusky brown tabby she-cat with green eyes)
Spottedstorm (spotted brown tabby tom with amber eyes)
Apprentices:
Olivepaw (tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes) Mentor: Birdflight
Tigerpaw (brown tabby tom with hazel eyes) Mentor: Vixenheart
Mousepaw (pale mousey brown tom with bright amber eyes) Mentor: Sparrowheart
Sagepaw (gray-and-white tom with green eyes) Mentor: Thrushsong
Midnightpaw (dark blue-gray she-cat with black patches and blue eyes) Mentor: Firespark
Finchpaw (golden brown tabby she-cat with golden eyes) Mentor: Ashbreeze
Emberpaw (dark golden-ginger tom with dark reddish amber eyes) Mentor: Voletooth
Queens:
Fawnleap (golden-brown she-cat with red patches and hazel eyes) [Firespark's kits: Frostkit, Jaykit, and Birchkit]
Kits:
Frostkit (cream-and-white she-kit with pale hazel eyes)
Jaykit (mottled black-and-grey tom with blue eyes)
Birchkit (red tabby tom with white patches and green eyes)
Elders:
Quailflight (gray tabby she-cat with green eyes)
Rosepetal (reddish-ginger she-cat with amber eyes)
Robinwing (red-and-white tom with yellow eyes)
-ShadowClan:
Leader: Flintstar (pale gray-and-white patched tabby she-cat with hazel eyes)
Deputy: Scorchfrost (dark colored ginger-and-gray tabby tom with fierce green eyes)
Medicine Cat: Wolfclaw (shaggy gray tom with blue eyes, formerly a warrior)
-RiverClan
Leader: Acornstar (pale ginger-and-white mottled she-cat with amber eyes)
Deputy: Rainwing (pretty silver tabby she-cat with soft blue eyes)
Medicine Cat: Poolsplash (gray tom with white paws and paler speckles, green eyes)
-WindClan
Leader: Yellowstar (mottled yellow she-cat with hazel eyes)
Deputy: Runningcreek (pale brown tabby tom with yellow eyes)
Medicine Cat: Moleshade (dark brown tom with dark amber eyes)
Prologue:
There was a dark, low sound coming alive. It was quiet but insistent, easily noticeable to anyone who stayed still for just a moment and pricked their ears to listen.
The sound was neither a groan nor a yowl, not a meow or a purr. It was simply a sound, just as meaningful as any other. The only way in which it was special was the fact that it was an odd sound, not one that was normally heard around the area.
Slowly, the sound died away, leaving an empty quietness to hang in the grassy clearing, long and foreboding despite its non-existence...
Blazing gold burst like lightning out of the shadows, scorching through the grass and hanging towards an oak tree. There, the fiery color stilled and tumbled to ground, looking less like a living flame and more like a patch of yellow dandelions as time passed and the cat recovered from its rocketing stance.
Pricking up two tufted golden ears, the cat swiveled its head to stare back the way it had come with golden eyes just as bright as the cat's golden fur in the sun.
Tall and lanky, the cat's long, skinny legs and thin pelt didn't make the cat look very threatening. But as the cat brought its two front legs forwards and deepened its back into a long, sharp arch, strong muscles were easily seen under the short golden fur.
"Don't bother hiding, Ravenwing. I know you're there," the cat spoke, flicking its golden tail in a breezily dismissive sort of way.
The voice of the cat was a lower pitched voice, deep and steady, like cool rock chilling the ground on a frosty winter day.
One of the shadows of the bushes around the golden cat (a proud, assertive tom) moved forwards in a sleek, graceful fashion. Two soft green orbs blinked open and a she-cat, her long, ebony-black fur neat and well-groomed, peeled away from the shadows.
Her head was shaped like a diamond, the fur on her cheeks tufting into rounded corners as they framed her face, the fur on her forehead smoothed down. Her silver whiskers, outlined with the black of her face and pelt, were straight and untangled.
The she-cat gave a gentle, carefree wave of her tail in acknowledgement. "Yes, Goldenbramble?" she mewed promptly, her higher voice silky and bright, if a mere voice could be such things.
Her green eyes, rich with emotion, trained on the golden tom's own golden orbs, and for a few moments, shadow and fire stared into each other, as if each waiting for the other to speak first.
The silence stretched out, long and deep and unbroken, and coiled around the two cats like a snake poised to strike, mouth hissing out a whispering breeze.
"I..."
The golden tom stopped, lowering his head for a moment to look at his paws.
"Yes, Goldenbramble?" Ravenwing mewed softly. Her green eyes were round with concern as she gazed at him, her expression quiet yet supportive.
Goldenbramble took a small breath, and then a big one, before rising his head back up again to stare into the she-cat's eyes.
"Ravenwing... Your voice is like honey, smooth and silky sweet," he began. "You're as pretty as flowers, as fancy as the shadows, as beautiful smelling as all the roses in the world... Ravenwing, whenever I'm near you, my pelt tingles... Ravenwing, I love you."
The she-cat stood in a shocked silence for a moment, and the golden tom's eyes were forlorn and hurt as he stepped away, tail drooping.
"Ravenwing, do you not care for me?" he asked quietly. "I though you liked me, as in liked me... I was positive."
His deep, normally steady voice was a more broken, pained one now. "Ravenwing..."
The black she-cat recovered from her astonishment and she let out a loud, rumbly, affectionate purr as she took two steps forwards and pressed her muzzle against the tom's.
"You silly mouse-brain," she murmured. "Of course I like you. I love you to."
The golden tom's pained expression changed from one of surprised to one of utmost joy.
He licked her nose before pulling away from her for a moment. "Ravenwing, will you be my mate?"
"Of course," she whispered, licking his cheek in return.
They stood there for a moment, staring into each others' eyes again, before Ravenwing blinked softly.
"But, Goldenbramble," she mewed. "How can our relationship work out? We're from different clans, a-and this isn't allowed."
Her green eyes darkened, becoming troubled and despaired. "A RiverClan tom and ThunderClan she-cat can't be together, it's as simple at that!" she mewed, her voice rising to a wail.
The tom widened his eyes and pressed against the black she-cat, twining his tail with hers. "Don't worry about it," he promised her. "Everything will be fine. Everything will work out, as long you have me and I have. As long we have each other, everything will be alright."
Ravenwing leaned into him.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm absolutely positive, I promise. As long as we have each other, everything will be alright."
Thank you so, so much for reading the allegiances and prologue! (We're assuming you did if you're still here.) Again, please review telling us what you think or giving us some constructive criticism, we'd really appreciate! Thanks!
The next chapter should be up in a couple of days, possibly today since Tsuara and I (I type since I'm quicker and care more for grammar and all, we talk it over and plan it together though and sit together while we/I write.) are pretty excited to continue this.
Thanks again, and QT out!
