Warriors: Path of Hearts
ForestClan
Leader-
Rowanstar- pale red tom with long legs
Mate- Olivefur (Deceased)
Medicine Cat-
Brownfeather- brown she-cat with green eyes and black flecks on her flank.
Deputy-
Silversnow- older she-cat with light fluffy silver fur and piercing gray eyes
Apprentice: Larkpaw
Warriors (Toms and she-cats without kits)
Featherfoot- pretty light gray she-cat with dark gray paws and tail tip
Sunpelt- Handsome bright red tom with darker stripes running down his back
Apprentice: Ravenpaw
Littlewing- black tom with patches of white in his fur.
Shallowpuddle- blue-gray she-cat with white paws
Thorntalon- dusty brown tom with even paler brown paws
Apprentice: Nightpaw
Snakefire- calico she-cat with piercing yellow eyes
Apprentice: Jaypaw
Swiftwind- black and white tom with brown eyes
Berryfur- pale blue tom with dark blue paws and tail
Apprentice: Kindepaw
Shadowtail- tabby tom with a black tail tip
Apprentice: Heatherpaw
Owlflight- white tom with one brown paw
Apprentice: Fawnpaw
Mate: Twigclaw
Eagleshadow-dark brown tom with black paws
Rosesong- blood red she cat with yellow eyes
Sapphirecloud- small gray she-cat dappled with different shades of gray
Queens
Twigclaw- thin albino she-cat with red eyes Kits: Loudkit- pale cream tom with long fluffy fur, Smallkit- cream she-cat with dainty white paws, Heatherpaw- white she-cat with cream paws and pretty blue eyes
Apprentices
Larkpaw-pretty reddish-brown she-cat
Kindlepaw- light red tom with white paws, underbelly, and soft blue-green eyes
Fawnpaw- pretty calico she-cat with amber eyes
Jaypaw-light gold tom with bright blue eyes
Heatherpaw-white she-cat with cream paws and pretty blue eyes.
Nightpaw-beautiful black she-cat with a white stripe running down her nose
Ravenpaw- light golden she-cat with long legs
Tawnypaw- beautiful gold she-cat
Elders
Blueflower- old blue she-cat with pale gray eyes
Pinefoot- tall reddish-brown tom who is blind in one eye
FireClan
Leader- Witherstar
Deputy-Badgerswipe
Redheart
Briarpaw
RiverClan
Leader- Splashstar
Deputy- Ripplesong
WindClan
Leader- Sandstar
Deputy- Echowind
Path of Hearts- Prologue
Lark-kit woke as she felt herself be picked up gently by her scruff. She opened her eyes and looked around wildly in the dark night.
"Don't worry, little bird, it is only me." Olivefur, her mother, soothed. Lark-kit let her mother's voice calm her. But she was curious where she was being taken.
"Why are we awake now, mother? Where are we going? Is this a game?"
She knew that she was being carried to the other side of the nursery as she and her mother passed other queens, but wondered why. Her mother's nest was always near the dens' entrance.
Olivefur sighed softly and set Lark-kit down near the white queens' nest. "No it's not. But I need you to be brave like a warrior and stay with Twigclaw for a while, all right?"
Lark-kit nodded, starting to step into Twigclaws' nest-then stopped. "Where are you going?" She squeaked tremulously. Her mother rarely left her!
A big reddish brown tom rushed into the Nursery as she spoke. Lark-kit almost mistook the warrior as her father, Rowanstar but realized it was her uncle.
"Hurry, Olivefur. They are almost here!" The tom exclaimed. His fur stood on end and his tail was fluffed up.
Her mother twitched her ears. "Go ahead and tell Rowanstar. I'll join the patrol soon, Pinefoot. I just need a few heartbeats." She said that her shoulder as she turned back to Lark-kit. Pinefoot whipped around and raced outside.
The pale brown queen softly licked her daughter between the ears.
"I will return soon, my little bird. Now stay with Twigclaw and Heatherkit." She nudged Lark-kit into the nest and purred as she watched her kit curl up with Heatherkit.
She looked into Twigclaws' eyes. "Make sure she is safe, please."
The white queen nodded solemnly, her red eyes glowing in fear for her friend. "Of course, Olivefur. She is like my own kit." Lark-kit purred happily.
"Maybe we can go annoy Thornpaw!" Heatherkit whispered mischievously.
"...or play moss-ball with Nightkit and Ravenkit." Lark-kit suggested.
Heatherkit rolled her eyes. "That too."
"Lark-kit." Lark-kit looked back up at her mother. The queen smiled.
"I have to leave now, I hope you behave for Twigclaw and not antagonize apprentices." She spoke firmly and glanced at Heatherkit who grinned guiltily and laughed as her mother flicked her playfully with her tail.
"I will be the best kit until you come back, mother." Lark-kit jumped up out from the nest and nuzzled her mothers' chest. "I love you, mother."
Her mother purred. "I love you too, my little bird." She turned and padded away from Lark-kit and out of the Nursery.
"Come get some sleep now, kits." Twigclaw called quietly. Lark-kit followed Heatherkit back into the nest and by Twigclaws' side.
"Good night." The queen meowed. Heatherkit mewed something that Lark-kit couldn't hear.
She stayed quiet as she decided to wait for her mother to return.
It was a little before dawn when Lark-kit got restless with worry for her mother. The nursery was filled with the noise of sleeping queens and kits. Lark-kit sighed in annoyance as she turned and looked back at the sleeping forms of Twigclaw and Heatherkit.
Being the best kit is boring! Lark-kit climbed out of the nest and padded outside. Her ears were immediately met with the noise of yowling cats.
She looked down and saw Littlewing fight a large black enemy warrior from the thick branches above that made up her home, the ForestClan camp.
Soon Littlewing chased the warrior away. Lark-kit smiled for her fellow clan-mates' victory as the tom disappeared from her view.
She squeaked as she saw her mother trot below the camp to sit down to lick her paw and pelt.
As she was doing that, she failed to notice the warrior slinking up behind her.
Lark-kit gasped in terror. She opened her mouth to warn Olivefur of her attacker but she couldn't make a sound.
She watched as the enemy warrior take his claws out and slash at her mother.
Olivefur yowled in surprise and whipped around to face her attacker. For a few heartbeats they spoke, both of their tails bristling. Lark-kit strained her ears but could barely hear anything except for her mother using bad words.
"Lark-kit! What are you doing here?" Lark-kit looked over her shoulder and saw Twigclaw pad swiftly towards her.
Lark-kit said nothing and motioned towards the ground with her tail.
The two warriors had begun to fight again. Olivefur screeched and knocked her attacker off its' paws and swiped at his side. He finally turned tail and fled.
Lark-kit squealed happily for her mother until her rejoice was cut short- a large gray tom barreled into Olivefur, bringing her to the ground.
Twigclaw gasped and pulled her away from the edge.
"Twiglaw! No! Let me go!" Lark-kit squeaked furiously and struggled out of the queen's grasp and raced back to the edge.
The last thing Lark-kit remembered that night was seeing her mother staring up towards Silverpelt with lifeless eyes and was lying in a pool of blood.
