A/N: I'm still working on my other Warriors story, and I promise I'll get another chapter of it out soon. But I figured I'd post a Tigerstar reader insert story in the mean time. Send me a private message my next reader insert, preferably from the first to fourth series. I have yet to start the fifth, and probably won't for a while, I'm currently reading Tallstar's Revenge.

Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors

Thunder crashed overhead, raindrops plummeting to the ground. It had been just a few days ago that your twolegs had abandoned you, leaving in their monsters and forgetting you. It was difficult to find shelter from the storm. But that was no big deal, your twolegs had let you out to go visit the forest. You'd caught a frog or two, and knew a bit about life in the woods. But that didn't stop your mourning for the loss. In a way, you were almost glad to have freedom from the binds of that life, but it didn't help the fact that you were sad that your home was gone. Your (f/c) collar still hung around your neck, reminding you of the painful memories.

Another loud crack of thunder told you that the storm was growing stronger. In the distance, you saw what looked like a twoleg carrion place. Looking closely through the darkness, you quickly made your way forward, the marshy ground slowing each pawstep. The horrid smell of the waste collection irritated you, though this place must have had some sort of shelter.

Soon enough, you were at the edge of the fence, looking over the tangled silver thorns wrapping their way up the fence. Just inside the boundaries, was a small twoleg building, with boxes stacked messily along the walls. You sighed, there was no way to get into the shelter, the fence surrounding it was too tall, and enforced with silver thorn.

The only option now was to dig beneath the fence. Feeling desperate now, you looked along the wet ground, searching for an open area. After a bit of searching, you found a small dip in the ground to begin digging.
Though the rain was quickly accelerating, and the wind would knock you off your paws if it got any worse, you quickly pawed at the earth. Getting a bit muddy wouldn't be that bad, besides, there was shelter on the other side, it would be over soon.
Your paws began to grow tired after a while, living in the wild was not something you found as appealing anymore.

"Kittypet!" A loud yell behind you broke through the thunder overhead, "What're you doing? You should be back with your twolegs!" Looking over your shoulder, a dark tabby cat was running through the mud toward you.
Shocked, you stepped back as the tomcat approached, "Who are you? Why are you out in the rain?"
"Foxdung," the tabby cat growled, stopping just about a foxlength in front of you, "I am Tigerstar, leader of ShadowClan, I don't want my clan's territory invaded by kittypet scum, return to your home."

"H-home..." You whispered, sighing softly, "I don't have one."
"So you're going to carrion place?" Tigerstar barked, "Even kits know that's not a safe place, there's rats!"
"I'll be fine," You flicked your tail, returning to your work along the muddy floor.

"You're not taking no for an answer, are you?" he murmured softly, "Amusing, but you shouldn't do it. I don't want to see your dead body in there! If that happens, my cats will think those damn rats are more powerful than they look! I don't need kittypet blood on my territory, for that matter!"
"Look!" You hissed, "I'm gonna stay here for one night, and I don't care about you! My name is (y/n) and I can do whatever I want!" You yelled proudly, trying to show no fear.
To your surprise, Tigerstar laughed, "You suck. To be honest, I want to see how this goes over, so I suppose I can help you a bit. Don't expect me to save your ass when you get into trouble, though."
Shaking your head, "No. I can take care of myself. I'll be fine!"
Tigerstar, amused, continued "The little ditch you're digging is starting to fall apart, the mud isn't gonna be easy to work with. Come back with me to ShadowClan, I'm sure you'll have better luck sheltering there."
Surprised for a moment, you thought about his offer for a moment. He was right, you weren't going to have much luck if you kept working on this. Going with him would mean letting down your pride and accepting your defeat. What was worse?
"Fine," you nodded, "I'll go with you. But for one night, ok?"
"Good," he snapped, flicking his tail, "But it has to be one night. I don't want you in my damn camp."