Prolouge
HI! I decided to edit this. You know when it was all clumped together.
Thunder boomed as a cat cried out in pain.
"Will she be okay?" questioned a blue-gray tom with white swirls around his eyes, and tail. The tom was urgently licking a brown queen with black stripes and black tail with brown stripes.
"Honestly, Blueriver, you act like she's the only queen ever to give birth." Said an irritated ash colored she-cat, even though she looked a bit worried.
"I'm fine, Blueriver," mewed the queen.
"No, you're not, Blackstripe! The kits aren't coming!" Blueriver fretted.
Suddenly, a spam went through Blackstripe, and she yowled in agony. "Here comes the first kit!" A moment after, a black kit with a white tail slithered out on the moss.
"Tom!" As the medicine-cat nipped open the sac and pushed it towards his mother. Blackstripe curled around the tiny tom and whispered,
"He's beautiful. Thank you, Ashheart.
"You're not done yet," warned Ashheart. Blackstipe yowled put as another spam overtook her body and a brown kit with white patches.
"Another tom!" Said Ashheart nipping his sack and shoving him towards Blackstripe.
"One more! Push!"
Just as Blackstipe gave a heave, a small blue-gray shape with white swirls slithered onto the moss.
"She-cat!" Ashheart yowled. Ashheart looked down at the small shape. The she-cat seemed smaller then her brothers. Oh well, some kits are born small, She thought. Ashheart bit open her sack and carried her to her mother.
Blueriver look worriedly down at the she-cat, "Why is she so small?"
"Some cats are just born small," Ashheart answered. "You should name them. I'll leave".
Ashheart then padded out of the nursery to a flash of lightning. "Well, Blackstripe? What should we name them?" Blueriver asked.
"You pick the black tom's name," Blackstripe muttered sleepily.
"How about... Whitekit? For his white tail?"
"That's fine. And... Leafkit for the brown tom."
"For the she kit..."
Blueriver thought. Maybe Stormkit? No, she looked to weak and small. She looked a lot like him... "Her name will be Rushingkit."
After the river. She nodded and sighed as the kits continued to suckle. As Blueriver padded out, he glanced back to find that Leafkit and Whitekit wiggled to either side of Rushingkit, as if to protect her.
Meanwhile in the medicine-cat den, as Ashheart was having a dream.
In her dream she was padding towards a shining Starclan cat.
"Greetings, Cloudsky." Ashheart dipped her head to the snowy-white tom.
"Hello, Ashheart. I'm here to issue a warning."
Ashheart's head snapped up. "A warning… for Thunderclan?"
Cloudsky looked in her eyes and said, "There will be a kit, with enough power to take on all of Starclan. If mislead, could destroy Starclan and every clan."
Ashheart looked at him in horror. Cloudsky pressed him nose against her head and suddenly a whirl of images went through her head. First an image of a kit flinching as other kits insulted it. Then an apprentice taking down a full grown warrior. Then a warrior being pushed away by its clan. Finally, a warrior bringing war down on everyone that leads to extinction.
"Is there nothing I can do, Cloudsky?" She asked, desperate hope in her eyes. "Prevent those images you saw. Make sure no warrior, apprentice or kit gets neglected and un-loved."
"I will, Cloudsky." Cloudsky looked at her with affection for his former apprentice. "Be strong, Ashheart and keep this to yourself." Then he padded away.
Ashheart woke up with a start, and scrambled up. She ran to the nursery and poked her head inside. Ashheart breathed a sigh of relief. The kits and their mother were fine. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling of dread for one of those kits.
So, how was that? This is my first fanfiction for the warriors, so please be nice! Also, I need some OC's for the Clan's just comment them and sorry if I don't use them!
Allyson out!