Disclaimer: I do not own Warrior Cats
Feather stood up from her warm nest in the side of river. Her mate was next to her. She glanced down at her heavy belly. The healer said a chance of five kits. How was she going to deal with five kits?
She strolled out of her den and saw Misty. Misty had been her best friend since she was a kit. He was also the one she called to give speaches and lead in a time of war. "Fat eh?" Misty said playfully poking her side.
"I wish!"
"Well good for you! We have a battle Forest and The Darkness."
"Is Raindrop and his rouges going to be there? You know we can't take on The Darkness by ourselves! They own most of the moor, the mountains, the swamp, the nofurs dens, the waterfall and the creek! They pushed out and forced at least seven large groups of rouges and to count less smaller groups to join!"
"Yes I know! We have Snowy mapping out the battle feild now!"
"Good! I will lead the The First Unit. You lead the second and Rainy will lead the third. Have Snowy lead the scouts. Rocky will lead the guardcats." The small grey, white, black and blue tom nodded. He would never question his leader but he would question his best friend. Feather was getting bigger with her kits and he sometimes wondered if she should fight. He would never tell her that! He just didn't want her kits to get hurt! He was looking forwards to the kits just as much as Feather and Rainy was. He was going to be a uncle Feather as said.
"Feather, with all due repsect someone needs to lead the new formed Fourth."
"Have Storm lead it and tell the other ranking cats to come see me. So Storm, Snowy, Rocky, Ice, Rainy and Shadow. Ice can form a group of the best trained. Shadow will form a group rushers." (A/N: Rushers = Calvary. they are the smallest, fastest and bravest cats in the group.)
"You want to use rushers? We only have five that fit the needs. So with Shadow it would be six!"
"Does it matter?"
"No Feather!" The tom walked off and held a ranking cats meeting. Soon the camp was full of training cats. Some where in rows, marching. Others were doing combat training. They were treated like soilders at a time of war. Unlike The Darkness which were treated like pawns in a bloody chess match all the time unless you were ranking or the mates and kits of the ranking. The leave wavers stood ready. A leaf hung from there ear. They were the most inportant Misty thought. (A/N:Leave wavers have a leaf behind their left ear. The leaf acts like a flag. They are used less and less as the group grew older)
Misty glanced at his friend. Feather should not fight! Yet Feather was Feather and Feather had to lead! He went back to training. There was a lot to do before the big battle. The battle that would choose which group stayed. The war of rouges. The war of the land. It was a big war that they were entering. Clans, loners and rouges were already fighting with Creek, Feather, other or for them selves. Misty knew it was going to be bloody. He was ready!
Later that day
Feather had ordered her group to bed. They had a huge battle coming up. Misty had warned her that Tunnelclan or Lightingclan maybe even Breezeclan who lived far in the mountain or Oceanclan who lived far away near the ocean may join the battle. Feather knew that her group had to be ready for everything!
A/N:First story ever! Plz no hate! I do not own warrior clans but I do own the cats in the story!