Far from where PlatinumClan now resides, there is another Clan. One formed and born in stone. Cats make their home here, near the big pond that stands as far as the eye can see. These cats are warriors. Born fighters and hunters, who proclaim loyalty to protect and defend the land that is rightfully theirs.
This is StoneClan.
It was nearly sunhigh, and patrols were coming and going. In and out of camp, jaws heavy and filled with plentiful prey. A brown and white tabby tom just came back from a successful hunting patrol, laying down his catch next to the others in the fresh-kill pile. His ears pricked at the sound of his name being called; a russet ginger tabby tom sat neatly near the nursery and was gazing at him patiently.
At once, the tabby warrior bounded over, eager to hear the news while he was away. The medicine cat tells him of his mate who just went into kitting and gave birth to two healthy toms, congratulating him in the process. Feeling overjoyed with the news, the proud father headed inside the den to see his blooming mate and new kits.
The mother, a gray tabby with green eyes, smiled as he arrived. The two of them nuzzled each other and purred with delight, before their attention was adverted towards the sound of mewling. Gazing downwards the two smiled proudly at their two kits, squirming at their mother's belly for more warm milk. One a black and white kit, the other, a brown tabby.
As the new parents named and cheered for the happy moment, the tabby's ears pricked. An unusual occurrence, as kit ears are still small and untrained. But yet it stands, but not by the sound of his parents voices. No. It pricked at the sounds coming from beyond the camp's walls. The rustling leaves high above the trees. The soft, swaying breeze blowing across the grass blades. Squirrels and birds chirping. And even more beyond that.
From far away, he could hear the flap of powerful wings, and a mighty caw of a hawk as it soared high above the mountains of the north. Not a moment too soon, he heard the sound of an unsuspecting rabbit as it was taken and carried off by that same hawk.
Stay tuned for the first story in the bunch: Vision of the Hawk.
