This story idea came to me in a dream. Basically the clans were living in my room(WindClan under the bed, ThunderClan up on the bed etc etc all separated by walls and small openings for cats to go through). It collided with Wings Of Fire and the LightningWings that looked like piles of mud tried to destroy the clans. I was Spiderclaw in the dream and protected the clans when they attacked after scouting the LightningWing camp. I got caught but somehow jumped over the silverthorn and warned the clans. SkyClan was wiped out because I chose to save WindClan. Other than that, the clans were saved. I have changed that alot and it won't turn out like the dream did. If it was like the dream, it would be weird.

"Only the rushing of tides and the crawling arachnid can save all clans from the strike of lightning."

Spiderclaw woke with a start, getting up and stepping away from the waves of the moonpool. StarClan had shared a prophecy with the new Medicine Cat, and she didn't know what it meant. She had to get back to the twoleg nest with the other Medicine Cats, and quickly to warn SkyClan!

She noticed the other clan cats waking around her, all with the same confused and worried expression that Spiderclaw had. Now she remembered, the others were there to. In the same blacked out hollow.

Smogfeather, the RiverClan Medicine Cat looked scared as well, "What did that mean?"

"I'm not sure", Spiderclaw responded, "Let's just get home to our clans."

Unidentified territory

Tide woke and rose, stretching in the sunlight. Yawning, she padded to where her mother, Hawk, leader of the rouge group, was eating a small squirrel.

"Hello Tide", she said in a menacing tone.

"Morning mother", Tide responded curtly.

Hawk had a plan to destroy the other clans that lived in the forest, moor, riverbed, and marsh. Tide didn't approve of it and wished there was a way to stop her mother from killing the real clans. She knew there wasn't.

Hawk ate the last pieces of squirrel and jumped on the junkpile, "Cats of LightingClan!", she shouted, "Tonight we shall move to the forest where the other clans live. But for that, we must give our youngest clan names", she looked down at Tide with a cold, shuddering stare. Tide's mother had never loved Tide, she'd just had her so she had a leader for LightningClan when she was gone, "Tide, your name is now Tidesweeper", then she looked down scornfully at Snow, Tide's denmate, "Snow, your name is now Snowcrusher. We leave at dusk. That is all."

Only their so called 'StarClan can save them now, Tidesweeper thought grimly, I do wish I could stop this mess.

The abandoned twoleg nest

Rushleap, the ThunderClan warrior had received her name just the night before in front of all four clans. They had all been stuck in the heart of ThunderClan's territory for five moons now due to the tremendous earthquake that had destroyed the clan territories.

They had built four camps around the twoleg nest, using bits of fallen trees and pieces of the nest itself that had littered around it during the earthquake. The place was now home.

She padded to the original nest where ThunderClan lived and saw Yewwhisker, her friend, at the fresh-kill pile. So far, the only prey anyone could catch was fish, rabbits, mice, frogs, and birds. Something that each clan was great at catching.

Rushleap shared a fish with her friend, went to her nest, and fell asleep.