So this is an old fanfic I found while rooting around my drive, and decided to publish it. Read and Review!
A/N: Hi from Onyx! This is kind of (sort of, not really) based off of Mapleshade's story. I just read Crookedstar's Promise.
ALLEGIANCES
ShadowClan
Leader: Larkstar
Deputy: Rowanberry
Medicine Cat: Sageleaf
Warriors: Icefire
Feathertail
Pinefur; Apprentice, Yarrowpaw
Eagleclaw
Adderfang; Apprentice, Hailpaw
Hazelpelt
Vixentail
Bramblewhisker; Apprentice, Honeypaw
Nightfang; Apprentice, Onyxpaw
Blizzardwing; Apprentice, Brackenpaw
Thrushpelt
Mistclaw; Apprentice, Ivypaw
Quickfoot
Queens: Dewdrop, mother of Pinefur's kits, Starlingkit, Squirrelkit, and Skykit
Lightningtail, expecting Blizzardwing's kits
Elders: Thistlepelt
Morningsun
Shadetail
RiverClan
Leader: Minnowstar
Deputy: Sharktooth
Medicine Cat: Leaffeather; Apprentice, Greypaw
Warriors: Willowbreeze; Apprentice, Troutpaw
Breezetail; Apprentice, Emberpaw
Blackfang
Turtleshell; Poppypaw
Dustflight
Marshwhisker
Queens: Ashcloud, mother of Dustflight's kits; Otterkit, Shellkit, and Ebonykit
Elders: Carpfin
WindClan
Leader: Heatherstar
Deputy: Harespring
Medicine Cat: Barkfur
Warriors: Runningstorm; Apprentice, Mothpaw
Jayfeather, Apprentice, Dawnpaw
Shrewtooth; Apprentice, Gorsepaw
Elders: Rabbitleap
Thistlethorn
ThunderClan
Leader: Birchstar
Deputy: Redflight
Medicine Cat: Mintwhisker
Warriors: Crowtail
Hollyleaf; Apprentice, Cliffpaw
Kestrelflight
Queens: Petaldust, mother of Kestrelflight's kits, Darkkit, Blossomkit, and Brightkit
Elders: Swampwhisker
Mousetail
…
"Icefire! I want you to lead a patrol with Feathertail, Pinefur, and Yarrowpaw, okay? Hunt around the ThunderClan border," the ShadowClan deputy Rowanberry said. Icefire nodded and padded away. He sat by the prickly holly bush that was the entrance into the ShadowClan camp, waiting for Pinefur to get Yarrowpaw. He moved aside for Hazelpelt as she led a border patrol out with Eagleclaw, Adderfang, and Vixentail.
"Hey, Pinefur! I bet I can catch a bigger mouse than you!" Feathertail teased her littermate. Pinefur's whiskers twitched.
"Not if you scare it off by being so loud," he retorted.
"You both would scare it off with your constant teasing," Icefire broke in. "Come on. Let's go get prey, not stand around and chatter like a pair of starlings."
"Speaking of starlings, can I see how Starlingkit is doing after this patrol?" Feathertail asked, as Pinefur puffed out his chest importantly.
Icefire nodded. "You can do whatever you want after this patrol, Feathertail. I'm sure Dewdrop won't mind."
Pinefur and Dewdrop just had kits—Starlingkit, Squirrelkit, and Skykit. Larkstar was proud to have new ShadowClan kits.
"Let's go! I'm going to rot my paws off standing here while you two argue!" Yarrowpaw spoke up. Icefire's nostrils flared.
"Is that how you talk to a senior warrior?" He questioned. "That was a rude tone of voice."
"I think we should get moving too," Pinefur said, defending his apprentice.
"Oh, Pinefur, you should talk. You were one of the ones bickering," Yarrowpaw retorted as they squeezed under the holly bush.
"Does Yarrowpaw have no respect?" Feathertail whispered to Icefire as they set out in the spongy forest.
…
After a while, Feathertail was lugging home a huge juicy vole while Pinefur carried a squirrel in his jaws. Yarrowpaw had caught a couple of mice, while Icefire had jumped on a rabbit running across from WindClan territory.
When they slipped back under the holly bush, Rowanberry walked up to them, her whiskers twitching.
"Good hunting, I assume?" she asked. "Well, Pinefur, after you and Yarrowpaw have eaten, I expect you'll go train." She gave him a look that clearly stated it wasn't a suggestion.
"I won," Feathertail mewed to Pinefur after Rowanberry padded away. "My vole was the largest."
"He'll beat you some other time!" Yarrowpaw piped up, defending his mentor. Pinefur purred.
"Thanks, Yarrowpaw. How about we share that nice-looking rabbit Icefire's got in his mouth?" he looked hopefully at the white-and-orange tabby warrior.
Icefire shrugged and dropped it in front of them. "Go ahead," he said. "I'll take your squirrel to the elder's den, if you don't mind, Pinefur."
Pinefur nodded; his mouth was full of rabbit.
Icefire grabbed the prey and carried it to the honeysuckle bush underneath which the elder's den lay. He heard an elder—Thistlepelt, he assumed—telling Morningsun and Shadetail all about a fox he once fought off all by himself.
"So, then, the fox charged at me, and I though, I'm not dying because of this mange-pelt. I leapt out of the way at the last second, and then ran my claws in its flank as it sped by me. It turned, growling, and—oh, hello, Icefire. Is that squirrel for us?"
Icefire saw Honeypaw and her brother Hailpaw sitting next to their mother, Morningsun. They were hanging on to Thistlepelt's every word, and so when Icefire came in they looked startled.
After Icefire dropped the squirrel, he left the den, hearing Honeypaw's voice: "Go on, Thistlepelt. What did the fox do next?"
"Icefire! You're to come to the Gathering this evening," Larkstar called. She was sitting with Rowanberry and Nightfang, sharing a frog.
Icefire dipped his head. "Thank you, Larkstar. Is Bramblewhisker coming?" he asked. Bramblewhisker was his littermate. Larkstar nodded and continue to discuss words with her senior warriors.
"I think Nightfang's going to become Larkstar's mate," Feathertail whispered to Icefire. "They're spending a lot of time together."
Icefire shrugged. "They might. But Nightfang's a senior warrior, too. Larkstar could just be asking his advice and stuff."