ThunderClan
Leader: Runningstar
Light brown tom
Apprentice, Trailpaw
Mate, Cloverleaf
Deputy: Pineclaw
Brown tabby tom
Mate, Newtfrost
Medicine Cat: Mossflower
White she-cat with black splotches
Apprentice, Weavepaw
Mate, Lightfoot (forbidden)
Warriors: Duskstorm
Light brown tom
Skycloud
Light gray tom with white splotches
Chasewind
Dusky brown tom
Brindlerose
Pretty brown tabby she-cat
Bloodflower
Dark brown she-cat with cream underbelly
Flamemoon
Ginger tabby tom
Honeystorm
Honey colored she-cat
Spottedfoot
Black tom with interesting tortoiseshell paws
Longwhisker
Black and white tom
Thistletail
Tortoiseshell she-cat
Thornclaw
Bracken-colored tom
Deerstripe
Pretty tabby and white she-cat
Mate, Mudclaw (shaggy dark brown tom, outcast)
Autumnpelt
White she-cat with ginger belly
Shadownight
Deep black tom
Catkinheart
Beautiful white she-cat with dark gray splotches
Oakpelt
Ginger-brown tabby tom
Starfur
Black tom
Owlclaw
Pale tabby she-cat
Mate, Starfur
Apprentices: Weavepaw
Ginger she-cat
Medicine cat apprentice
Trailpaw
Tabby tom
Queens: Summerheart
Beautiful yellow tabby she-cat with blue eyes
Mate, Skycloud
Kits: Sunkit, Pondkit, Nightkit, and Featherkit
Newtfrost
Tortoiseshell she-cat
Mate, Pineclaw
Kits: Rosekit, Budkit, Rockkit, Tansykit, and Lavenderkit
Cloverleaf
Brown tabby she-cat
Mate, Runningstar
Nursing: Rainkit and Frenzykit
Elders: Moonpad
Beautiful blue-gray she-cat with distinctive white nose and paw pads
Spiritwing
Gray tabby tom
Stripewhisker
Once beautiful brown tabby she-cat
Kits (In order of age):
Frenzykit
Pretty calico she-cat with minty green eyes
Featherkit
Misty colored blue-gray she-cat, deep green eyes
Nightkit
Black tom with smoky gray paws, dark blue eyes
Rainkit
Gray she-cat with black paws, ear tips, and tail tip. Has one turquoise eye and one light blue eye
Tansykit
White she-cat with black splotches, turquoise eyes
Lavenderkit
White she-cat with black splotches, light purple eyes, Tansykit's twin sister
Budkit
Light gray she-cat with dark speckles on face and legs, light yellow eyes
Rosekit
White she-cat, stunning light blue eyes
Rockkit
Brown tabby tom, dark amber eyes
Cats in other Clans: Hurricanestar
Dark gray tom
Clan: ShadowClan
Lightfoot
Dark tabby tom
Mate, Mossflower (forbidden)
Clan: RiverClan
As you can see, I've added a new section: kits! Isn't it cool? I guess I went a little weird with eye colors, but hey, this is a fantasy story! Let's all imagine what purple eyes on a cat would look like! :3 I hope you enjoy this story!
Hoorah! it's book 4! This takes place about two moons after book 3 ended, so HUGE time gap. Don't be surprised if some things have changed a little!
Darkness covered the land. Nothing was awake at this time. Everything, even the masked raccoons, were curled up in their nests, sleeping the dark night away.
But not everything was asleep…
A dark gray tom came into view, a smirk hardened on his face. Facing the dark gray cat was a light brown tom. The brown tom shivered, trying to face the cat with as much courage as he could muster.
"It's all over for you, Runningstar!" Spat the gray tom. "Your Clan has fallen all around you, and the remaining living ones are prisoners. Surrender to me, or I kill your little mate here."
Blue eyes flew open. The dark gray tom was pressing a small-framed tabby to the ground with his paw.
"Don't worry, if you do surrender I'll let her go and she'll be forced to be my mate," The gray tom growled. "Think about it."
"I'd rather die than be your mate," Rasped the she-cat.
"Shut up!" Bellowed the gray tom. "Make your decision, Runningstar! Your stupid old leader couldn't, and look what happened to her!"
Three warriors came up behind the gray tom and chanted, "Decide, decide, decide, decide," while four more warriors surrounded the light brown tom, growling, glaring and unsheathing their claws.
"Decide, decide, decide," Came the chants of the warriors. The four closer warriors all leaped at the light brown tom simultaneously, claws outstretched.
Blood flooded the brown tom's vision, oozing down his eyes and making it impossible to see anything but red. Cries of the she-cat flew through his head.
R.U.N.N.I.N.G
Runningstar awoke, screaming. He searched around wildly for any sign of reality.
A fluffy bed of moss was beneath him. It made the light brown tom relax a little more to see his den right there in front of him.
It had been moons since the battle with ShadowClan when Ashstar, the former ThunderClan leader, had died, and Runningstar had to replace her. He still remembered the look frozen onto the leader's face- one of dedication to her Clan.
Runningstar tried to get up from the bedding, but realized that his claws had been unsheathed to their fullest length and had gotten stuck in the moss. He took the green stuff between his teeth and pulled it off of his claws with much effort.
Feeling himself ache, Runningstar licked his ruffled fur down. What a nightmare! Hurricanestar was the one that was terrorizing Runningstar, but who were the other warriors?
Suddenly, Runningstar remembered that in the dream Hurricanestar had kidnapped Cloverleaf. He trotted to the warriors den immediately.
The air felt crisp, but not cold. The sun had not come out yet, so the sky was pitch black and strewn with stars. Runningshadow took in the mid-newleaf air in a huge breath, and breathed it back out slowly through his nose. Everything was back to normal.
He poked his nose into the warriors den, instantly scenting his mate Cloverleaf. But it was stale. Why in the name of StarClan was it stale? Was she really kidnapped?
Runningstar suddenly remembered that, to his delight, Cloverleaf was pregnant with his kits. The next place he looked was the nursery, and he saw that his mate was right there, sleeping between Summerheart and Newtfrost.
Newtfrost had five kits beside her; three of hers, Rosekit, Rockkit and Budkit, and two of the fallen queen Ratfur's; Tansykit and Lavenderkit. Summerheart had six: two of hers, Brightkit and Cloudkit, and four of Ratfur's; Rainkit, Nightkit, Frenzykit, and Featherkit.
The two of Ratfur's that Newtfrost had actually weren't Ratfur's. They were the medicine cat's, Mossflower's, from when she had a forbidden love with the RiverClan warrior Lightfoot. But, since it was against the warrior code for medicine cat's to have kits, Mossflower gave hers away to Ratfur without the queen knowing.
A few moon's back, in the battle with ShadowClan, Ratfur had gotten killed by nursery raiders, which left her four kits in charge of Summerheart and the other two with Newtfrost. Runningstar was glad that they had split the kits up.
He snuck in and gave Cloverleaf a tender lick, then quietly went back to his den.
By now, the sun was just peeking over the horizon, giving the sky pink, orange and red hues. Runningstar took some time to look over the beautiful colors that seemed to spring from over the trees. Slowly, the stars faded and left the sky with sunshine.
The cats of ThunderClan started to come out of their dens, marveling at the sunrise. The three new warriors, Starfur, Oakpelt and Owlclaw, were the first up, and had come back in from their overnight vigil.
Runningshadow had made the three apprentices warriors just the night before. For some reason, thoughts of Hurricanestar had snuck into his head and he had gone to sleep with a head spinning full of worry.
When most of the warriors and apprentices were out, Runningstar assigned the patrols. "Dawn patrol shall be Shadownight, Spottedfoot, Thistletail, Catkinheart, and a leader…perhaps Longwhisker."
As the five warriors made their way out, Runningstar assigned a hunting patrol (Honeystorm, Bloodflower, Owlclaw, and Pineclaw) and went back to his den, sleepy from little rest. He felt like assigning another repairing patrol, but the thorn border of the ThunderClan camp was fully repaired and he held his tongue.
Runningstar felt like sleeping but knew that he had to get ready to assemble a list of cats to bring to the Gathering. Was a leader's work ever done?
He wearily put it off and curled up into a ball. The light brown tom felt almost reluctant to close his eyes for fear of another nightmare but soon his eyelids got heavier and heavier and soon he was fast asleep.
R.U.N.N.I.N.G
While Shadownight had been on patrol, the group had split up and he had gone alone to the apple blossom trees. He was sniffing around for any enemy Clan scent in the bushes, and soon had found something simply revolting.
He wrinkled his nose and decided to explore the stench further. He stuck his entire head in the bush and, to his horror, found a dead rat there, stinking horribly with white maggots all over it, already beginning to feed.
Shadownight felt like retching. He had to alert someone else on the dawn patrol about this.
He remembered that Catkinheart had been assigned to Snakerocks, which was closest to where he was, so the black tom went racing for the hollow of huge, snake-infested rocks.
Catkinheart was indeed right there, sniffing carefully along some heavy weeds underneath a boulder.
"Catkinheart!" Huffed Shadownight. "Come here…I need to show you something…"
She nodded and padded quickly behind Shadownight. "What could it possibly be that made you come all the way here?" She asked with much concern.
Suddenly, Shadownight remembered that the closest cat was in fact Longwhisker, who was the leader of the group and best to contact. Well, Shadownight had a huge crush on Catkinheart, and really hoped she liked him back. What a stupid cat he was!
His mind blank, he hadn't replied in a while, and Catkinheart looked into his eyes. "Shadownight, are you…"
"Fine," Croaked Shadownight. Suddenly he didn't feel so good. His legs crumpled under him.
"Shadownight?" Mewed Catkinheart. "Shadownight? SHADOWNIGHT!" She cried.
The black tom still wasn't moving.
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