Hallo. This is my first Fanfic, and it's a Warriors fan fiction story. Can't wait to see reviews to see if anybody likes it, but please don't be rude about. This is my first story, so any hints, critisim or advice are welcome. Also, please tell me about any typo's. I relized I should post the allegencies, so I'll start with NightClan, then will post the rest as needed.

Enjoy. C=

NIGHTCLAN

LEADER:Poppystar (Yellow and white tabby she-cat.)

DEPUTY:Sunheart (Yellowish tom)

Apprentice: Blackpaw

MEDICENE CAT: Redberry (red tom with silver hairs)

Apprentice: Whiteshadow (white tom with amber eyes)

WARRIORS: (Toms and she-cats without kits)

Willowpool (White and ginger tom)

Littledawn (Small creamy tom with amber eyes)

Blackfur (Black she-cat with deep blue eyes)

Brownpelt (light brown and white tom with amber eyes)

Apprentice: Starlingpaw

Tanglepelt (Bluish tabby tom)

Rattail (Black tom with large patches of bare skin on tail)

Poppyleaf (tortoiseshell and brown she-cat)

Apprentice: Dewpaw (gray she-cat)

Darkstorm (Dark brown tom with amber eyes)

Brightclaw ( Golden brown she-cat)

Dustshadow (big brown tabby tom)

Blossomheart (tortoiseshell she-cat)

Apprentice: Cherrypaw

Mistflower ( Silver gray she-cat with bright blue eyes)

Spottedfur (Ginger tom with black spots)

Apprentice: Patchpaw

Tawnynose ( Tawny tom with green eyes)

Tigerstripe ( Dusky ginger tom with blackish stripes along back)

Robinwing ( Brownish gray tom)

Fallowcloud ( Ginger she-cat with white patches)

Cloudstripe (White tom with gray stripes)

APPRENTICES:(Cats training to become Warriors)

Blackpaw (black tom)

Cherrypaw (reddish she-cat)

Dewpaw (dark gray she-cat)

Starlingpaw (ginger tom)

Patchpaw (light brown tom with white patches)

QUEENS: (She-cats expecting or nursing kits)

Snowfeather (white tortoiseshell she-cat) Expecting Sunheart's kits

Featherfur (gray she-cat) mother of Robinwing's kits- Stormkit (large gray tom), Rabbitkit (mottled brown she-cat), Twigkit (dark brown tom)

Moon (silver blue she-cat, former loner) kits, Mud (large brown tabby tom), Rain (silver-blue she-cat)

ELDERS: (Retired she-cats and queens)

Owlfeather (light brown and white she-cat)

Prologue

The pale light of a crescent moon shone upon the moorland. In new-leaf the air was warm, and flowers bloomed across the moor. The grass danced from the wind, hiding a small hole dug in the ground. While the flowers created a bright distraction for anything that passed by.

A small cats head popped from the hole, looking around, before crawling out of the ground. A pitiful mewling came from the hole, and at this the cat looked across moor again, hoping not to see the huge group of cats who claimed this land as their own. Then, eyes wary, silver blue fur glinting in the starlight, she crept away.

Eventually, she came to a patch of forest. Once under the cover of trees, she began sniffing around for some prey. And she did. Upon sensing the mouse, her body dropped low to the ground. Placing each paw carefully, she slowly got closer and closer to the mouse. She reached out and caught it, killing it immediately.

But one mouse would not be enough to satisfy her hunger. It would take till the moon was at its highest point in the sky to get enough for her to eat. But tonight she stopped before she was completely full. Eyes alert, and ears pricked, she looked around, feeling that something wasn't right.

She abandoned the hunt, and rushed back to her den, forgetting to be cautious. Upon reaching her den, and rushing inside, she saw that her kits were still there. They had stopped mewling and had fallen asleep. The silver blue she-cat lay on top of the big brown tabby tom. When the tom sensed her presence, he started mewling for his milk. The mother lay down and let him feed.

"There you go Mud," She told him. "You to Rain, you also need food." Using her back leg, she pushed the squirming kit to its food. After drinking their fill, the two kits fell asleep, curled up beside their mother. Although her kits fell asleep, the silver blue mother could not. She lay awake on that feeling that something was wrong. Soon enough though, sleep claimed her.

The she-cat awoke to muffled voices. She jumped up, only to fall down again when her head connected with the roof. The second time, she got up more slowly, and carefully peeked outside her den. Immediately she saw a group of cats standing outside her den hole, whispering with each other. Her eyes wide in dismay, she backed up. Her tail hit the back of her den. She looked around wildly, checking for an escape. There was none. She let out a scared whimper, nothing could tell what these cats could, or would do to her, and her kits for that matter.

"Come out," one voice ordered. "You've sat in there all morning, we're tired of you on our territory.

Once she realized there was nothing she could, she stood strait up, put her tail out, and, fur flat, walked out of her den. "What now?" she asked, keeping her voice calm and steady. For the first time she got a good look at these cats. A tortoiseshell she-cat, a large brown tabby tom, who seemed surprisingly familiar, white and ginger tom, a yellowish tom, a white tom with gray stripes and then there were three more smaller cats. One was a reddish she-cat, another black tom, and another she-cat who looked like a lighter version of the black tom.

"Where are the kits?" The same voice, the yellow tom, responded.

If they lay one claw on my kits, they all die.

The tortiseshell she-cat began twords the hole, and the loner laded her ears back and hissed. .Without another word, the tortoiseshell pushed past her, into the den. Before she fully entered though, the loner sun around and slashed at her back legs. A few drops of blood spilled but the tortoiseshell kept walking down the hole. The loner's heart sunk. They were going through with this after all.

Without another word, the tortoiseshell pushed past her, into the den. Before she fully entered though, the loner sun around and slashed at her back legs. A few drops of blood spilled but the tortoiseshell kept walking down the hole. In barely anytime at all, she came back up out of the hole, two small kits crawling in front of her.

"Blackpaw, Cherrypaw." The tom nodded to them and two of the smaller cats came forward and pulled the kits from the ground, by their scruffs. The two cats walked off, carrying the kits, who were now mewling and squirming around, not used to being carried.

"NO!" The loner yowled. She was attempting to start chasing them, but cats blocked her in every direction. Claws unsheathed the silver blue she-cat rushed forward, slashing at the cats who tried to block her. She felt blood fall, and fur tear.

She had clawed her way out if the group of cats, and ran, desperately trying to reach her kits. But before she had gotten a fox length, the yellow tom tackled her, and her heart fell to her feet.

"Get off our territory." He spat.

"Give me back my kits." She retorted her fur fluffing up in anger.

"Sunheart, let her come with us." The big brown tabby tom walked over. "The kits are hers and we don't have any queens who have any milk left." The voice was as familiar as his looks.

"What about Snowfeather?"

"Her kits won't be born for another moon."

"How would you know?"

This time the white tom with gray stripes cut in. "Every cat in the clan knows. I know you do too." With every word Sunheart's claws dug deeper into her skin. He was crushing her stomach, and it was getting harder to breath. The loner began gasping.

"Let her up, Sunheart." A fourth voice, the white and ginger tom, entered the conversation. "She can't breathe."

He let up just enough so she could breathe easier, but not enough for her to get up. "Fine, but none of you are deciding her fate." Her heart left her feet. No one could tell how upset and frustrated and angry she felt.

Sunheart let her up, and the silver blue she-cat got up and let the other cats surround her. "Thank you." she whispered to the brown tom as he past her. Tail trailing, she followed the cats in the direction of the way her kits had been taken in.

Thanks for reading. Please review. Also, I'm trying to figure out where to start on Chapter 1. Should I start from this point (where the silver blue loner sees the camp), the gathering, or a couple sunrises (days) before the gathering? Tell me in a reveiw! I did also fix a few mistakes, sent to me in reveiws (thanks!) so hopefully it would be a bit better. I am planning to write this fanfiction in the loners veiw. (I was going to write it from the kits points of veiw, but when I started thinking about what was happening in the next chapter I did it from the mothers point of veiw. So thank you to someone who wanted it in the mothers point of veiw and made me relize that) Thanks Everybody.

Blossemheart