In years long past great leaders ruled the forest in peace.

Or tried to.

After BloodClan was driven out, the 4 leaders worked together to form a fragile peace. Eventually Leopardstar and Tallstar passed on. Firestar outlived them though, but as all mortal creatures he did eventually die. His passing was mourned greatly by ThunderClan and he is revered as the greatest leader they have ever know. Both Firestar and Graystripe died as they lived, valiantly and as friends. Thus ended the cycle, they were apprenticed together, made warriors together, ruled together and they died together, in the same instant in fact.

Leaderless, ThunderClan was thrown into disarray. But then, Firestar's former apprentice stepped up to the challenge. Bramblethorn, formerly Bramblepaw was the only cat with the courage to pull the broken Clan together. Many of the cats did not want him to take the position, he was after all, Tigerstar's son and no cat wanted to see any child of Tigerstar's lead a Clan. But Bramblestar pulled ThunderClan together again and made them strong once more. His ambition was all for his Clan not for himself.

Bramblestar had thought carefully before choosing his deputy as there were many, many cats to choose from. In the end, he narrowed it down to all 3 of Firestar's offspring. He had only sired one litter of kits and none of them had had any litters of their own. Bramblestar debated long and hard over who it should be. All 3 candidates were more then worthy.

The only female of the bunch, Nightspirt was named so because of her severe insomnia. She was hardly ever seen during the day because she had to sleep through it. It was the only time she could sleep and sometimes the black female went for days and days without sleep. Night was a hard working female and very loyal to her Clan, but fairly quiet.

The largest male was a very handsome cat, taking after his father in color but his mother in eye hue and personality. Where his sister was quiet, Wildsong was outspoken and sometimes sarcastic but always respectful of those ranking above him. His unflagging energy and fiery personality had made him a favorite of the elders.

The smallest of the litter was a little brown male who went by the name of Littlesparrow. Teased as a kit and apprentice, he had learned how to use his head to do things a different way then the bigger cats did them. Quiet and respectful when necessary, Littlesparrow knew when to speak out as well. But he felt resentment toward some of the other warriors, then again he could repress it, he's always been a forgiving cat.

In the end, the magnificent Bramblestar decided that the striking black female, Nightspirt would rule ThunderClan with him. Some suspected a love affair, and neither of the cats denied it. Sure enough, Littlesparrow had to take over for his sister for a short time when she gave birth to a litter of 4 kits, sired by Bramblestar.

She named the females, Flamekit and Mosskit and the males were called Leafkit and Runningkit. Eventually, Bramblestar died, Nightspirt had already retired and Bramblestar had appointed his own son, Runningwind named for the cat who had lost his life as deputy. His son took over when Bramblestar died and appointed one of his sister, Flamestorm's kits as his deputy.

It was in this manner that the leadership of ThunderClan has been passed down from leader to deputy, both of them a direct, or indirect descendent of the great and revered Firestar. Eventually time passed, the cats forgot the threat of BloodClan and Firestar's deeds became merely tales. All of the cats alive when he ruled had gone to hunt with StarClan. Now, his great-great-great-great-great granddaughter, Ravenwing, will become Ravenstar and rule ThunderClan.

The threat this time will not come in the form of another Clan, no this time it will come from humans though not in the way that you think. Ravenstar will have to bring ThunderClan to heel. She'll work closely with the WindClan leader, the smart and pretty Featherstar as well as the strong RiverClan leader, Stormstar and lastly ShadowClan's charming leader, Emberstar.

Nothing with a magnitude as greatest as this has ever been before in the forest. It is greater then even the threat Firestar faced. This time there is no where to run, no where to hide. The cats are given no option. There's nothing they can do to stop it and so they'll have to prepare and survive. Raven will have to pull them together, dealing as well with a highly scandalous love affair and her own emotions. She never wanted this, she never choose this, but it came to her anyway.

The fragile peace they worked so hard for will be shattered.

And there isn't anything they can do about it.