Soul Warriors
Prologue
An ginger tom tossed back and forth in his nest, "Spottedleaf..." he mumbled. His woke up panting and eyes wide. Looking around his fellow warriors, the deputy sighed and got up, walking out and under the bush that made up the warriors den, he pushed past the thorn barrier, nodding a greeting to Whitestorm.
"Fireheart, where are you off to?" the senior warrior asked.
"Just off for a walk, woke up and I couldn't get back to sleep." he replied, giving his pelt a shake.
The white warrior nodded, "Be sure to be back soon. You never know if Tigerclaw is out there just waiting to attack one of us when we're alone."
Fireheart nodded, narrowing his green eyes. He turned around and bounded into the forest, keeping one ear focused for any other pawsteps belonging to a certain amber eyed tabby tom.
Opening his mouth for any scents of prey he blinked when he picked up the scent of cats, or kits would be more like it. Following the scent, he found two sleeping she-cats. One looked to be about 6 moons with the other not far behind.
Taking cautious pawsteps, he walked over and nudged them with his muzzle. The older looking one muttered something along the lines of "Soul..." in her sleep. Looking around, he didn't see any other pawsteps of their mother.
He looked down at the two and sighed, picking them up by their scruffs. I can't just leave them out here, for something to find them. He thought. If they can find their way back to where they live then they can leave. Of course, that is if they have a place where they live.
Fireheart walked back to camp, freezing when he heard pawsteps. Whitestorm ran up to him, "Oh there you are Fireheart. I was getting worried so I came to look for you." he explained. He looked at the she-cats in Fireheart's mouth, "Who are they?"
"I found them in ThunderClan territory." the ginger deputy said through the two mouthfuls of fur, "I didn't see any other pawprints around them that could have been from their parents so I brought them back."
Whitestorm nodded, "Well give me one," the senior warrior said, taking the sandy she-cat, leaving Fireheart with the pale gray. "The one you have looks a little younger then 6 moons. Perhaps one of the queens can look after her for a while."
"I'll ask Goldenflower." Fireheart said as he followed Whitestorm back to camp. Pushing past the bramble thicket, he headed straight to the nursery. Placing the kit in front of him, he called out, "Goldenflower?"
The pale ginger tabby lifted her head at the sound of Fireheart's voice. Being careful as to not wake her kits, she walked over to him, "Yes Fireheart?"
Fireheart gestured to the sleeping she-cat in front of him, "Do you think you would be able to look after her for a while?" he asked. "When I was out for a walk I found her and another she-cat. This one looks to be a bit younger though."
Goldenflower looked at the she-cat and nodded, "Of course, Bramblekit and Tawnykit should be happy to get a playmate, even for a little while." she said with a smile as she picked up the she-cat.
Fireheart smiled and nodded a thank you as he walked over to Whitestorm, "I take it she said yes?" Whitestorm asked.
"Yes, what should we do with her?" Fireheart asked.
As soon as he said that, the she-cat opened up her eyes to reveal a stunning emerald green. She looked up to the two toms and blinked, "Where am I?" she asked.
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
*continues going on laughing butt off*
I am free from school! Summer is here!
Ragnarok: Get on with it!
Fine fine... *ahem* This is the new story I was talking about! And with summer being here I should have more time for updates! So here with me to commentate, is Ragnarok and Scourge!
Scourge: Why did I let you talk me into this...
I don't know. And the title... That's what it is unless I can think of something better.
And title suggestions are always nice! But that's about all there is for this chapter. So, see you next time!