Hey! I'm a new user, so...

This is my first fanfic, so I decided to create one about one of my favorites, Warrior Cats. If you haven't read them yet, they are really good. Anyway, hope you like!

Chapter One:

Dovewing sprinted across the undergrowth, rustling the crisp leaves gently. The frosty air blew at her fur, flattening it against her rigid body. The mouse nibbled at a small acorn, right in front of her. If she wanted to catch it, she had to make sure her paws didn't drop too loudly on the forest floor, so that the mouse couldn't feel the vibrations thrumming through the ground.

She saw a flash of dark tabby fur before she pounced, and crashed into a familiar figure. She looked up and gasped in surprise, backing away. Tigerheart!

She hissed, seeing the mouse,young and fat, scuttling away. "What did you do that for?" she spat, clawing at the ground in frustration, "I was so close!"

"Dovewing,"Tigerheart began, "Listen, please. This is important. Your clan is in danger… They're back!"

"What?"Dovewing paced back and forth, confused. "What are you saying?"

Tigerheart sighed and shook his head. "We don't have time. I-"

Dovewing stopped, outraged. "Wait a second. How am I supposed to believe you? You're ShadowClan," she scoffed, stepping forward with each word, until Tigerheart was backed against a tall oak tree. "Can you do me a favor and get out of my dream?"

"But-"Tigerheart shook his head, frustrated and angry," You don't understand. I-I'm trying to HELP you!"

Dovewing snorted scornfully."Right. As if ShadowClan would ever be trustable. Never mind the fact that you deliberately made me lose that mouse!"

Tigerheart sighed. "You do know that even if you caught it, you could never have tasted it? It's a DREAM."

"Obviously," Dovewing snorted, "I was practicing."

"Right,"Tigerheart nodded sarcastically. "Obviously."

Dovewing glared at him. "What are you doing here, anyways? It's not exactly you domain."

Tigerheart sighed again, and leaned against the trunk of the tree tiredly. "I already told you. I don't have time right now…"All of a sudden, he froze. "Did you hear that?"

"No." Dovewing looked at him curiously. "What's wrong?"

"I-"Tigerheart began, then shook his head. "StarClan is full of cats; it must be one of them." He stepped forward, but before he could continue, his fur started melting away. "Wait-no!" he yowled, scrabbling at the bark with his fading claws. "Listen, Dovewing! You need to find me! Find me before-"He was gone.

Dovewing gazed at the spot where Tigerheart had just been, a dull feeling stealing into her spine. Something was happening-why? Why now, when Firestar had just sacrificed his life to save the clans? She shook her head and went off deeper into the forest. It wasn't a problem. She was one of the Three, and she could stop anything.

Tigerheart lept from the marshy ground, feeling his fur whistle against the faint wind. He caught the frog and, with it clenched between his teeth, leaned against the nearest tree and began to tear it open. The meat was delicious, and Tigerheart felt the hunger receding with every gulp.

"Watch it, there. You don't want to get sick."

Tigerheart lept up and shoved the frog away from himself, shrugging guiltily. "I'm sorry for forgetting to share with you."

An old tabby with clumpy fur and a white, scarred muzzle peered down at him, astounded. "What in the world are you talking about, youngster?"

"I-"Tigerheart stopped short. "Wait-you loners don't share food?"

"Wha-"the loner looked at the frog hungrily. "Well, we do sometimes, but we ain't like you Clan cats. Forgetting about yourself, that's what I call it." He leaned down and gulped down a piece of the frog, chewing quickly as he examined Tigerheart. "Do you ever think about yourself?"

"Yes," Tigerheart snapped, feeling the urge to defend the Clans, in spite of what had happened. "But we care about others-they're our family, and our friends. We don't leave them for anything else and we always remember them."

"You speak as if you are still one of them," the old loner observed carefully,"and we both know that's not true."

Tigerheart bristled and held back another retort. Clenching his teeth, he knelt down and shared the frog with the old cat, noting how much it tasted like home. Home, he thought. When would he ever see it again?

Lionblaze burrowed deep into the nest, feeling the soft, warm moss tickle his nose. He blinked up at Cinderheart, who was watching him playfully as she batted her paw at him. He purred, and flipped over to see one of his kits, Stonekit, scramble into the nest.

The past few days had been the happiest of Lionblaze's life. Cinderheart's and his kits had just came, and they had already opened their eyes. Upon seeing the beautiful world around them, Lionblaze felt a joyful tingle run down his spine. It was also tinged with sadness, for just a moon ago, Firestar has also died. Lionblaze remembered the death with drowning sorrow.

Cinderheart nudged him with her shoulder. "You're thinking of him, aren't you?" Her eyes flowed with deep understanding. Firestar had been Lionblaze's kin, and leader of ThunderClan. Everyone had suffered when he died. "I'd better go see what Squirrelflight has planned for me today," he said, shaking away the memories. Cinderheart stepped away as he got up. "Can you take care of the kits?"

"Easy, there, Lionblaze," Cinderheart playfully shoved him,"I'm the queen here, not you." She purred and picked up Stonekit and Meadowkit carefully by the scruff.

Lionblaze padded outside, feeling the warm sunshine soothe his fur. It helped him draw his thoughts away from Firestar, just barely. Running over to Squirrelflight, he greeted her in a friendly way.

"Hi, Lionblaze," Squirrelflight murmured distractedly," Bramblestar's about to hold a Clan meeting."

Lionblaze studied her quizzically, but could find nothing to give her away. He settled down before the Highrock and waited.

Bramblestar soon appeared, his head bowed. He called the Clan, and Lionblaze's fur prickled with tension as Bramblestar opened his mouth with a yowl. "ShadowClan has been attacked!"

Murmurs ran through the cats down below. Dustpelt's screech rang above all others:"How does that concern ThunderClan?"

"Because," Bramblestar calmly composed, "They are being attacked...by StarClan."

Shocked silence filled the air. Bramblestar measured every cat's gaze, then continued," There has been one cat banished for betraying the Clans by siding with StarClan." His voice rang with bitterness;Lionblaze could tell he hated the whole situation. "It was Tigerheart."

More shocked silence from the cats, but this time it was all but one. Dovewing's protest pierced the air. "Tigerheart would never do that! I just had a dream-" she stopped and sat back down. Bramblestar's eyes skimmed her, then he began again.

"He has. Tigerheart was seen attacking one of his Clanmates. When he was interrogated, he said StarClan told him to do it. When the medicine cat was asked, he said StarClan had ignored him for the past seasons."

Lionblaze's eyes widened. It couldn't be...but it must. Bramblestar didn't lie. What had Tigerheart done?

Next chapter, we all find out-what did Tigerheart do? Why is StarClan doing this? Is it really StarClan? Do the Clans believe it?