Hey, guys!
This is ImagineClan's first collaborative story, written as an entire forum!
For several weeks, members of ImagineClan have been working hard to create an awesome story. Members signed up to create the fanfic together. We created characters, a story plot, outlines for chapters, personalities, and much more.
Now we take turns writing chapters, but edit each other's work freely to make it better as we go. The story is collaborative, after all.
Now here is the result of many weeks of work. We will update as often as we write the chapters, which depends on our own random but amazingly friendly and loyal members. And they all encourage you to join ImagineClan, a truly awesome forum, where all the fun in FFN is centered. Yes, it's true. Join; you'll love it there.
Lastly, please review and let us know what you think! (And follow and favorite the story while you're at it. ;D)
Disclaimer: ImagineClan does not claim to own Warriors in any way, shape, or form. But we do own all our characters, plot, and the idea of collaborative fanfics as a forum. We will not be happy if you copy us, because everything here is pure original ImagineClan amazing idea-ness.
Chapter 1 written by The Last Moongazer
ImagineClan Allegiances:
Leader: Moonstar: silvery-white she-cat with bright green eyes
Deputy: Silverfur: gray tom with blue eyes
Medicine cat: Mouseleap: small grey tabby she cat with green eyes and white paws
Warriors:
Thistlefur: A white and brown patched she-cat with blue eyes and messy, spiky fur.
Honeyshine: Golden she-cat with warm dark brown eyes.
Apprentice: Briarpaw
Bluestep: Gray-and-white tom with light blue eyes.
Apprentice: Maplepaw
Suntail: orange tom with golden tail and right ear. Has bright green eyes
Lilacfeather: Pale gray semi-longfurred she-cat with blue-green eyes, and a twisted right hind paw.
Hailfeather: White and black tom with dark blue eyes.
Apprentice: Redpaw
Frostwind: white she-cat with gray stripes and a striped tail and green eyes
Amberfoot: dark ginger she-cat with dazzling green eyes and a super fluffy tail
Apprentice: Featherpaw
Nightstep: Jet-black tom with green-yellow eyes
Birchpelt: pale brown tabby tom with amber eyes
Stoneclaw: mottled gray tom with blue eyes
Apprentice: Skypaw
Oakfrost: Muscular golden brown tabby tom with white underbelly and dark green eyes
Sandfire: pale golden she-cat with darker paws and amber eyes.
Apprentices:
Maplepaw: Dark brown tabby she-cat with several patches of lighter, golden tabby brown. One eye green and one eye blue.
Briarpaw: dark brown tabby she-cat with white paws and green eyes
Redpaw: blue tom with blue eyes
Skypaw: Blue and white she-cat mix with blue eyes
Featherpaw: pale gray she-cat with black stripes, a fluffy tail and green eyes
Queens and Kits:
Snowbear: broad-shouldered white she-cat with blue eyes(mother of Adderfoot's kits; Fawnkit: white and brown she-kit, Yarrowkit: black and white cow-spotted tom with amber eyes, Ravenkit: black she-kit with green eyes)
Flintstrike: Black and white she cat with green eyes (mother of Nettlekit: spiky-furred white tom with yellow eyes, Yewkit: black tom with green eyes, Echokit: silver she-kit with ashy grey eyes)
Silversky: pretty blue-gray she-cat with green eyes (mother of Birchpelt's kits; Lilykit: white-and-pale-gray dappled she-kit with green eyes, Streamkit: blue-gray she-kit with bright amber eyes)
Cats outside Clans:
Speckle: cream she-cat with brown speckles and amber eyes; loner
Galadriel: golden long-furred she-cat loner with crystal blue eyes and a white tail-tip
Violet: cream she-cat with blue eyes and white patches, kittypet
Chapter 1:
Golden light spread softly over the forest, spilling over the rocky slopes and illuminating the terrain as a lithe figure appeared from underneath a low bush.
It was a cat, a she-cat with thick cream-colored fur, padding absently towards the trees, her soft amber eyes eyes unfocused and dreamy as she remembered the times that she had spent with another loner that she met a moon ago.
She lay on a rock, lazily sunning herself, enjoying the sensation of the warm sun on her thick brown-speckled fur. Her eyes were half-closed in pleasure. She was so absorbed in the beautiful day that she almost didn't notice the other loner approaching her.
"Hello," he purred.
The she-cat started up in fright, leaping to her paws and raising her hackles. "Who're you?" she demanded fiercely.
The loner chuckled, completely at ease, amusement in his dark blue eyes. "They call me Flame," he meowed conversationally. "And you are..."
The she-cat relaxed a bit, though she was still ready to leap at the pale ginger tom if he caused trouble. "My name is Speckle."
"Nice name," he said, settling down on the rocks.
Speckle allowed herself to relax. This loner wasn't going to hurt her. He was much too languid and relaxed. If he was going to leap at her, he would have kept himself tense and ready.
With that assurance in her mind, she lay back down on her rock, amiably chatting with the stranger, her amber eyes warm and friendly again.
Speckle purred softly, remembering that day. From then, she and Flame had quickly become friends. He would come to visit her every few days, and stay for as long as he could. They would enjoy the company for as long as possible before Flame would leave for his den.
Then, there was the day that he told her about a Clan.
"Have you ever heard of a Clan?" he asked one day, staring thoughtfully into a puddle.
Speckle glanced at him, surprised. "No. What is it?"
He started to explain, telling her about a group of cats who lived in harmony together, caring for each other and protecting the entire group. She listened, enthralled, as he described their warrior code, how they took care of expecting queens and kits, of the old cats who could no longer hunt and fight. She watched him, fascinated, as he told her about their system of life, training young cats to defend the Clan. She listened until the day was almost gone, and Flame had to leave, going back to his den for the night.
Speckle could hardly sleep that night, pondering about the concept of a Clan. What would it be like, she wondered, to live in a Clan?
That day was what Speckle remembered as she wandered absently into the forest. She thought about the idea of the Clan even more. It was a nice idea, she decided, to have a place where the strong would care for those who had grown old or could not yet defend themselves.
Unfortunately for Speckle, she kept walking as she thought, straight across the scent markers near the edge of the forest.
A sudden rustle in the bushes made her stumble, mind pulled back to reality as she narrowly missed tripping over a root...and walked straight into another cat.
The cat gazed back at her, looking as startled as Speckle was. It was a small she-cat, seemingly very young, with kit-like fluffy gray-and-black tabby fur and big, scared-looking green eyes.
The cat took one more look at her, before yowling loudly, "Honeyshine! Frostwind! Lilacfeather! Stoneclaw!"
Four more cats appeared around Speckle, surrounding her.
"An intruder!" a mottled gray tom hissed.
"Calm down, Stoneclaw," a golden she-cat murmured. "Let's just decide what to do."
The tom bared his teeth. "You know what we do with intruders, Honeyshine. Drive them out!"
A pale gray she-cat rolled her eyes. "Stop being a mousebrain, Stoneclaw."
Speckle's head spun. Normally she would have registered the fact that the names seemed very strange, but at the moment she was too panicked to think about it. The only thought that occupied her mind was the thought that she needed to get out of there. Now.
So she turned tail and ran.
Behind her, she heard a loud yowl. "She's getting away!"
Speckle pushed herself to go faster, pounding through the trees. She could hear the sounds of the pursuing cats behind her, yowling at her to stop running and go with them.
No way, Speckle thought, increasing her pace.
The wind whipped at her ears, stinging her eyes, but she refused to falter, determinedly pushing on. She had to get out of the forest, out of their territory. She recalled with a flash the scent markers she had passed earlier while she was daydreaming. She had wandered right through them, not comprehending that she was entering some other cat's territory.
I'm such a mousebrain.
Suddenly Speckle could see open area ahead. The trees were thinning, light streaming in through visible gaps, revealing the rockiness of the territory beyond the forest. Almost there, Speckle thought desperately, straining to run a little faster. Just a little farther.
But luck wasn't on her side. She was still many fox-lengths from the border when she saw a fast-moving stream in front of her.
Speckle skidded to a stop, breathing hard, fear-scent suddenly billowing around her like a cloud. She stared in fright at the tumbling, gushing water in front of her. Terror wrapped around her, until she felt like she could barely breathe. One more step and she would have fallen, right into the churning gray stream that could drag her down to the sharp, rocky bottom, force all the air out of her body but not let her come up again for more, hold her down until there was no hope for survival...
She remained frozen at the edge of the stream, paralyzed with fright, unable to move even though she knew in the back of her mind that the five enemy cats would catch up to her in a heartbeat.
A heavy weight suddenly landed on top of her, sending her sprawling to the ground and pinning her among the leaves.
The gray tom, Stoneclaw, leered down at her with his teeth bared. "Now we've got you," he snarled. "And you're coming with us."
Speckle's limbs unfroze.
"Let me go!" she pleaded, struggling to free herself. "I've done nothing to you!"
The pale gray she-cat standing nearby shook her head firmly. "We follow our own rules. You are on our territory; you do as we say."
"But that's not how I live!" Speckle mewled, writhing underneath Stoneclaw's weight.
Stoneclaw shrugged and stood up, not looking sorry at all. "Too bad for you." He grabbed her scruff and pulled her off the ground. "We're taking you to camp."
The five cats circled in around her, effectively trapping the loner. She looked around wildly, but she knew there was no escape. She had no option but to go with them.
The cats started to walk, heading deep into the heart of the forest, right back the way they had come. Speckle's tail dragged slightly in the dust, stirring scraps of leaves as they made their way through the trees. She had all but given up struggling, glumly trudging over the tree roots without thinking. There was no way to escape from these cats who had taken her prisoner. The only way now was forward, wherever they were taking her.
An apprehensive shudder rippled through her fur.
Time blurred as the dejected loner absently followed the strange, hostile cats. Suddenly, the sun was low in the sky, and she found herself standing in front of a tall, thorny barrier, looming menacingly out of the growing shadows cast across the forest floor. Behind it, she could hear the constant, low drone of many cats talking. Fear roiled in her stomach, forming a hard, cold lump. She was used to being alone. What would happen when she was on the other side, in the midst of so many strange, undoubtedly hostile cats?
Speckle cast a questioning glance at her captors, trying to hide her fear.
Wordlessly, the gray tom, Stoneclaw, flicked his tail towards a small gap in the brambles. His meaning was clear. Go through the barrier.
Speckle sighed in resignation. With a last, longing glance at the forest behind her, bathed in golden light, she took a deep breath and plunged in.
So there we have it, chapter 1 of the very first ImagineClan collaborative story. Hope you enjoyed it! Stay tuned for more.
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