Feather
By Jayfeathernya9
Wariors by Erin Hunter fanfic by me
Summary: Greykit is born in the new, peaceful era after the Dark Forest. But there is a strange mystery behind him. And why can't the new medicine cat find her mentor, Jayfeather in Starclan? Greykit is driven to the mountains by a strange calling in his mind, and he begins to learn the truth about his past.
Allegences
Leader: Bramblestar- dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes
Deputy: Toadstep- black and white tom
Medicine cat: Darkmoon- small black she-cat with a white, moon shaped patch on her forehead
Warriors
Whitefall- white she-cat with one black paw
Thorntail- mangy grey and black tom
Hopmist- long furred, long legged brown tom
Rosepetal- Dark cream she-cat
Bumblestripe- very pale grey tom with black stripes
Cloudclaw- grey she-cat
Volenose- brown tabby tom
Hazeltail- small grey and white she cat
Leaftail- green-eyed tortoiseshell she-cat
Blackfern- black and brown tom
Sandyfur- pale ginger she-cat
Muddyear- dark brown tom
Dovewing- pale grey she-cat with blue eyes
Ivypool- silver and white tabby she cat with dark blue eyes
Apprenticies
Mousepaw-brown tom
Redpaw- dark red tom with a very long tail
Birdpaw- cream and white she-cat
Queens
Dawnriver- misty grey, white, and pale cream she-cat (Greykit – grey tabby tom with bright blue eyes, Sunkit- very frail partially blind golden and brown tabby tom with one deaf ear, and Nightkit- black she-cat with one green eye and one yellow eye)
Frostyfur- grey tabby she cat with small ears ( Bloomkit- ginger she-cat and Flightkit- light tabby she-cat)
Elders
Lionblaze- golden tabby tom with amber eyes
Blossomfall- tortoiseshell and white she-cat
Prologue
The moon shone through the trees casting a silvery glow on the pool below. Suddenly, several lithe shapes came through the trees. The cats filed into the clearing and sat around the pool.
"Is everyone here?" A mangy grey she-cat called. A long furred blue she-cat nodded.
"Okay. As you all know, we have gathered to give a very worthy cat another chance at life. Cinderheart, can you explain what is going to happen?" A light grey she cat stepped forward.
"Of course Yellowfang." She turned to face a grey tabby tom at the edge of the pool.
"Jayfeather, as you know, I was reincarnated from Cinderpelt so I could become a warrior. Her soul lives on in me. I am her. You have the same chance as I did now. If you except, Starclan will grant you another life."
Jayfeather tipped his head to one side. "Do all of the past leaders here agree to this?" The blue cat stepped forward.
"Yes. Firestar, Tallstar, Mistyfoot, Leapardstar, Thunderstar, Shadowstar, Windstar, Riverstar, Skystar, and myself all think it is a good idea." Jayfeather blinked in surprise at the names of the five original clan leader's names were mentioned. Thunderstar nodded at him.
"Thank you Bluestar. And the Medicine cats?" Bluestar nodded.
Jayfeather took a deep breath. "I accept. But I would like to ask one other thing. Can I go to the mountains?"
Windstar frowned. "Why would you wish to go there? You've been to the tribe of rushing water before."
"Yes. I wish to speak with Half Moon, Teller of Pointed Stones."
The cats around him gasped. "Why? Why would you wish to see the cats of the past?" Yellowfang growled.
"I can not reach them from Starclan. I must see them one last time."
Tallstar padded forward. "Let him. But Jayfeather, it is risky. Are you sure you want to make such a dangerous journey? This is your only second chance."
"Yes. I am sure!" Jayfeather meowed angrily. Yelowfang sighed.
"Very well. You will be reincarnated, but it is up to you to get to the mountains. We will protect you as best we can."
As Jayfeather began to fade, Cinderheart stepped forward. "Please tell Lionblaze that I'm here waiting for him!" she called. Jayfeather nodded and closed his eyes.
Chapter One
Greykit opened his eyes. Light streamed in through cracks in the nursurey walls. He scrambled to his paws and unsteadily padded across the den floor. The nursurey was huge! Greykit realized he was trodding on someone's tail. Dawnriver lifted her head.
"Greykit, please get off my tail." Greykit bounded over to his mothers side. Nightkit was still sleeping.
"Hey! Nightkit! Get up! Let's go play outside!" Dawnriver picked him up by the scruff.
"Thats quite enough." she said as Nightkit leapt to her paws. She blinked sleepily before prodding Sunkit's side.
"Lazy fur ball! Get up! We're going to play!" Sunkit slowly raised raised his head. He blinked and mewled loudly.
"Mother? Mother? Where are you?" he cried out. Dawnriver sniffed him nervously.
"I'm here, Sunkit. Do you want to go out and play with your brother and sister?" Sunkit thought for a moment before nodding his head. Greykit watched as his brother got unsteadily to his paws. Sunkit's eyes hadn't opened for a very long time when he was born and he was deaf in one ear and he couldn't see very well. He took a lot longer than the other cats did to do things. Greykit carefully watched over him and brought him fresh kill whenever possible.
The apprenticies and other kits always made fun of and Nightkit bounded out of the nursurey and into the camp. If the nursurey was big, the camp was huge! Greykit looked around him in wonder. The huge stone walls of the camp loomed up around him. The highledge was right across the floor of the camp. The caves where the elders and apprenticies were nearby. Greykit could also see the warrior's thorn bush and the bramble tendrils that hid the medicine cat's den. A large rotting tree lay by the elder's den. Greykit ran out to the fresh kill pile. He grabbed a huge bird in his jaws and pulled it out. The pile tumbled over and buried him. He squealed and scrambled out.
"I've never seen prey fight like that before!" called Toadfoot, the Thunderclan deputy. Greykit bristled and his ears burned. Nightkit laughed and bowled him over. They wrestled around and bumped into Sunkit. He wailed as he fell over.
"Greykit! Nightkit! Be careful for Starclan's sake!" Dawnmist meowed as she helped Sunkit up. Greykit scuffed his paws and Nightkit twitched her tail. Greykit was suddenly very tiered. He padded back into the nursurey and curled up for a long nap next to Dawnmist.
Chapter Two
A golden tabby padded slowly toward the fresh kill pile, stiff with old age. A pretty tortiseshell cat padded next to him.
"I miss Greystipe. And Dustpelt, Sandstorm, Firestar...Iceclod, Foxleap...all of our former clanmates, don't you, Lionblaze?"
Lionblaze nodded. "But we will see them in Starclan soon enough, Blossomfall." he meowed. The she-cat sighed.
"I wonder if Bramblestar misses Squirrelflight..." The she-cat had died in a fox attack. Bramblestar was still mourning her.
"I think he never stopped loving her, really." Lionblaze sighed. Suddenly, a grey bundle of fur crashed into his paws. Nightkit scrambled to a halt and padded towards the small kit that was getting to its paws.
"Greykit? Are you okay?" she asked.
Greykit looked up. Lionblaze gasped. Staring up at him were pure, bright blue eyes. Eyes that Lionblaze new well. Eyes that should be blind.
"Jayfeather?" he gasped.
Greykit frowned. "Who's that? I'm Greykit!" Lionblaze blinked. Now he new why Jayfeather hadn't met him in a dream like he had promised yet.
Because Jayfeather is still here. Welcome home, brother. Lionblaze thought.
"Sorry, you look a lot like our former medicine cat. Just a coincidence." he meowed. Greykit's frown melted and he nodded.
"Okay!" he said and started padding away. "Oh! Lionblaze! I have a question!"
Nightkit frowned. "How do you know his name? You've never met him!"
"He smells familiar and looks familiar. Did you visit us when we were really little?" Lionblaze shook his head, pain flashing in his chest. Just like Cinderheart, who was really Cinderpelt, Greykit had memories of his former life. Lionblaze sighed. When he joined Starclan, he would have forever to be with Cinderheart.
Blossomfall picked up a mouse and Lionblaze a vole. The two elders padded to a sunny patch of warm ground. Lionblaze thought about the past cats of Thunderclan. Nearly all of them were gone, including Leafpool who had turned out to be his real mother. At one gathering, the news had been shared of Crowfeather's death. Now he had a choice. Nightcloud, Leafpool, or Feathertail. Lionblaze dearly missed his clanmates, but soon he would be joining them.
He padded back into his den and lay down to rest. Lionblaze's dreams were filled with bright blue eyes, blind and seeing.
