My first challenge for Soulclan ^^
#1 challenge, cat has been ignored and hated since they were born. Write about them.
Words- 400 minimum.
Birchstrike sighed, here he was, eating his finch, with everybody else in Windclan at least two fox-lengths from him. You see, the tabby Warriors was hated, even in his own clan, all because of Somthing he'd done before he'd opened his eyes.
His birth had killed his mother, who had been Rabbitstar, leader of Windclan. Now, because of his 'mistake', no cat liked him. Birchstrike shook his head, thinking. His own father, Badgerface, hadn't cared about him, he had no friends, and the new leader, Thornstar, had no loyalty for him...
So why did Birchstrike stay here? He paused in the next bite, thinking, 'Why do I stick around Windclan?' He dropped his finch and started walking away, heading out of the camp and picking up speed through the tall grass. He'd never felt a pull towards the wind, nor towards the tunnels underneath. He'd stayed when he was younger because he'd thought that, even though no cat cared, he was loyal, but... Was he?
Birchstrike continued to pick up speed, not caring, nor looking where he was going. He shot through the tall grass, before he came to a almighty stop that almost sent him careening at the ground. He was at the Thunderclan border.
"Why should I stop here?" He said to himself, and slowly, but surely, the brown tabby tom stepped over the scent markers. His amber eyes seemed to darken, and he seemed to grow much larger suddenly. "You'll pay for this, Windclan!" Was his last whisper as he padded silently into the trees.
FOUR MOONS LATER: Birchstar stood at the head of the Thunderclan cats, the clan looking down at the Windclan camp, so unsuspecting, so vulnerable. "I told you you'd pay..." Birchstar hissed, before he raised his tail to begin the attack. Windclan blood spilled on the ground that night.
TWO MOONS LATER: Birchstar stared down at his clan, a wicked grin on his muzzle. "Birchstar?" A voice came from his left, it was Shadestar, leader of Shadowclan. That's right, they were at a gathering, Birchstar had almost forgotten. "What?" He snapped, and the Shadowclan leader flinched. "It is your turn to speak." He said, hunching his shoulders. Birchstar sneered at the old tom's cowardice, and stepped forward, making sure to shove the new Windclan leader, Hawkstar, who shrank back in terror. Birchstar stared down at the gathered cats, and for a just a heartbeat, he felt a flicker of regret, but then, that heartbeat was over, and his eyes narrowed as he flicked his tail once. Chaos erupted at rogues poured out of the woods, killing all clan cats, except Thunderclan, and Birchstar laughed as the other three leaders were torn apart, his mind warped forever.