I'm trying something new. Jayfeather will probably insult every single cat in the story so no flames please. I know tons of scrubs try this kind of writing, but I'm a master scrub. Expect epic craziness.
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Allegiances(sort of...)
ThunderClan
Goosefeather- Gray tom. (dead and everything he says sounds like goblty gook. Nigel Thornberry comes to mind)
Featherwhisker- Gray she cat. (dead, and has wings growing out of her back so she can fly around)
Cinderpelt- Gray she cat. (dead, but has an identical twin still living in ThunderClan. They share a magical bond)
Yellowfang- scruffy black she dog. (dead and sometimes has this desire to chase cats)
Leafpool- Brown tabby she cat. (not quite dead yet, but is secretly trying to murder Jayfeather so she can be medicine cat again)
Jayfeather- Blind gray tom with blue eyes (practically omnipotent while dreaming)
ShadowClan
Sagewhisker- White she cat (a very forgetful dead cat. Pshhh! I can't even remember anything about her)
Runningnose- Light ginger tom, I think? Can't really remember. (also dead. By the end of the story, will have given all the other medicine cats green cough)
Littlecloud- Black and white tom. (has a really annoying squeaky voice)
Flametail- Ginger tom. (Dead. Has anger issues and sometimes his tail catches fire. Sort of like a charmander...)
WindClan
Barkface- Can't remember anything about him. Probably brown furred. (dead cat. Got lost on his way to StarClan and nobody can seem to find him)
Kestrelflight- Brownish gray tom with white speckles (has this thing for Jayfeather...)
RiverClan
Mudfur- Brown tom. (dead cat who smells really bad)
Mothwing- Light ginger she cat. (doesn't belive in StarClan so is physically super strong. Can throw trees and stuff)
Willowshine- Gray she cat (Jayfeather's archenemy)
SkyClan
Echosong- Silver tabby she cat. (haven't thought of anything clever for her yet)
"Jayfeather, what are you talking about?" mewed Mothwing uncertainly as they padded up the rocks toward the moon pool. "A competition of the medicine cats?"
A huge mischievous grin split across the ThunderClan medicine cat's face. Having the power of the stars in your paws and being bored at the same time was a dangerous combination. "Yeah. Get all the medicine cats together and see who is the best." His blind eyes narrowed at her. "It's going to be in StarClan so I'm afraid you can't come. You're dumb."
"Don't you insult my mentor," snarled Willowshine, stepping up to the tom. "Or I'll claw your smug little face off."
Jayfeather backed away from the spitting she cat nervously. "But I like my smug little face."
Mothwing stepped between the two young cats. "Enough, Willowshine, or I will sneak a ton of poppy seed into your food. Its half moon, try to show a wee bit of respect."
The RiverClan cat cried in frustration. "I'm being disrespectful? Jayfeather is the one calling names!"
Jayfeather couldn't help but purr. Listening to other cats having temper tantrums always amused him so. He couldn't imagine ever living with Willowshine, she was just too loud and bothersome.
"What are you laughing at?" Willowshine snarled.
"You."
"We'll see whose laughing when you have a dead mouse shoved in your-"
"Willowshine!" There was a thump and suddenly, the young medicine cat wasn't there anymore.
Jayfeather listened as Willowshine flew through the air above him, flying up the rocks until she plopped down at the top.
He could feel Mothwing's breath in his ears. "Your next if you don't brighten up."
Jayfeather tried to hold a serious face. "Of course. Wouldn't dream of doing something that might upset you." Secretly, he knew he was lying. He would dream about it as much as he could.
And speaking of dreams, it brought the conversation back to the beginning. "You really should reconsider believing in StarClan," he mewed carefully. "There are alot of perks."
Mothwing just sighed. "No. Come on, the other medicine cats should be waiting for us." You ungrateful piece of-
"You do know I can read your mind, right?" he interrupted her thoughts. "That's a perk of believing in StarClan." The next thing he knew, he was flying through the air.
"Ah you made it," purred Kestrelflight, the WindClan medicine cat, as Jayfeather landed face first on the cold hard rocks. "I was hoping you'd get here on time. I haven't seen you since the last half moon meeting."
Jayfeather groaned and staggered clumsily to his paws. His muzzle hurt. "That's because we're from different Clans, mouse brain, and we're not supposed to cross borders."
He could feel the WindClan tom's breath in his ear. "Wouldn't it be nice if we were in the same Clan? We could share the same medicine cats den."
Jayfeather smacked him across the face. "That would be horrible!"
"Well, before we touch noses with the moon pool," squeaked Littlecloud. "I think we should share news of what happened during the battle against the Dark Farts. This is our first medicine cat gathering since the farts attacked."
Jayfeather tilted his head in interest. He had been curious what the other Clans had done when the Furious-Army-Rallied by-Tigerstar's-Speeches attacked their camps. "You should go first, Littlecloud, since you have the most annoying voice after Willowshine's."
The she cat let out a sinister growl, but he did his best to ignore it.
"Well," the ShadowClan squeaked. Jayfeather had almost forgotten that the squeaky tom started every sentence with 'well'. "My dead apprentice, Flametail, showed up and some cat called him a cowardly piece of fox dung. So he set all the farts on fire with his tail. ShadowClan didn't lose a single cat."
Jayfeather sighed. What a boring story. "How about you, Willowshine, what happened to your fishy Clan."
Willowshine took a deep breath, trying to hold back her rage. "Hardly any of the farts could get past the river on our border, and the ones that didn't drown, Mothwing sat on until they gave up."
"You telling them about my amazing feats of bravery?" called Mothwing as she finally made it up to the moon pool. "I couldn't save every cat, though. We lost our elder, Heavystep."
"Well, I thought Heavystep had already died twice of sickness," questioned Littlecloud, squeakily as ever.
Jayfeather rolled his eyes. He had no interest in elders. "My turn." He sat himself up to his full height. "Tigerstar and Brokenstar invaded our camp and Firestar was the first to die. Brambleclaw turned evil and plotted with his half brother, Hawkfrost, to attack the nursery, but was stopped by my sister Hollyleaf. My best friend, Brightheart, stopped some farts from throwing Purdy from the ledge above the camp, and I coated my claws in death berry juice and fought the rest off all by myself."
He was met by stunned silence.
"Well, are you serious?"
Jayfeather sighed sadly. "No. None of that happened. My brother, Lionblaze killed all of the farts by himself. He has the power of the stars in his paws, so there really wasn't much Tigerstar could do."
There was a quiet snicker from Willowshine.
Kestrelflight cleared his throat. "I guess I'm the last one." He took a deep breath. "We were unprepared for the attack and WindClan was completely wiped out. I'm the only survivor because I was out picking berries."
Jayfeather's jaw dropped. "Now THAT was a good story. I could do without the part where you survive, but other than that, it was really good."
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