Yeah... these are gonna be short, and probably drabbles ^^;; Twenty-five prompts, twenty-five random oneshots. Genres will vary, so that's why I chose General. This is just a little thing me and my pwnsome friend, Stealthwolfe, are doing, so, flame, review positively, I don't care. Don't like? Don't read, m'kay?
Disclaimer: Really, I don't own Warriors.
Chapter 1: Beginning
Feeling the warmth prickle at his pelt, the white warrior slowly opened his eyes, squinting through the sun. Stretching out his forepaws, he glanced around the clearing. Where am I? He thought, confused. Oh, wait, the nursery. He remembered now. He had fallen asleep outside of the nursery. Again. The tom stood up, shaking out his head, and looked to the sky. Dawn was only now approaching.
"Blackstar," a voice called. The tom turned to see a ginger-furred she-cat padding toward him.
"Russetfur," he meowed, dipping his head to his deputy. "I trust the dawn patrols have been sorted out?" The she-cat known as Russetfur nodded.
"Oakfur, Cedarpaw, Boulder, and Jaggedtooth are patrolling along the ThunderClan border." she mewed, though her voice seemed tense at the mention of ThunderClan. Blackstar grinned.
"I don't trust them either," he meowed, reading her thoughts. "But the Clans are at peace. We must enjoy it for now." His thoughts were suddenly brought back to the recent battle against BloodClan. A shudder rippled up his spine, remembering the BloodClan cats, their claws reinforced with the teeth of dogs and other cats, and their leader, Scourge, who had killed their old leader, Tigerstar, a brand new leader with nine lives still intact, in one blow. The memory of that one event would be forever burned in his mind.
"Life is good," Russetfur suddenly mewed. She was watching Rowanpaw and the newly apprenticed Smokepaw play fighting outside of the apprentice's den. Pushing past them out of the nursery was Tallpoppy, her young kits following behind her. The white leader nodded, a small smile forming on his lips.
"Yeah…" he murmured. Much had past since Brokenstar had been led his tyranny, when Nightstar had let half of the Clan die of sickness, and even when Tigerstar had led them to join with RiverClan and had him and Darkstripe dispose of Stonefur. This next memory brought regret into his consciousness, but he pushed it away quickly.
"It's better now. Like, we've been given a second chance." Russetfur purred gently, standing up and padding towards the warriors den. Blackstar nodded, though he knew she had already left. ShadowClan was rebuilding. Their borders were as strong as ever, protected by fierce warriors who had already proven they would give their lives for their Clan.
He could see, it was truly a new beginning.
'Tis very short. Like I said, these'll be short, and probably won't be any longer than this one, unless I get out of this stupid writers block. Also, the next one will be just as bad so, don't like, don't read. Simple. Yeah... Next one'll be up... sometime...