Fallen Rain

by Rainfern72

Many moons after the founding of the clans, their is a dark omen that warns of an outsider that will destroy the clans and what it stands for. Rainkit, a half-clan, is destined to be a great warrior but will she rise up to what StarClan has laid out for her?

2. Prologue

Prologue

It was raining in leaf-bare and it was close to green-leaf. The moon shone through the gaps of the pine trees. Yellowflower walked into the den and padded towards her leader. She sat down and looked at the senior warriors who were all staring grimly at one another. Finchwing glared disapprovingly at Snakestar.

"As we all know Finchwing has had a sign sent from StarClan." He glanced at Finchwing and continued. " They have warned us of a cat who will destroy the Clans with no blood related kin. We must assume that it may mean someone in the Clans." The warriors glanced at one another shocked. Bramblepelt murmured "Then what are we going to do? Some of the half-clans are kits and we can't kill anyone cold-blooded." "Yes, it's against the code." The medicine cat hissed. "They didn't say they were in the Clan. They just said someone without kin. Some of them nowhave kin in the clan!" the deputy glared at the medicine cat.

"You! You should understand all about sacrifices!" she spat. Her pelt beginning to bristle and Snakestar laid his tail on her shoulder reassuringly "It's okay. We will find a way around this." He murmured. He swung his massive head towards his senior warriors and said thoughtfully "If we can't kill them we could banish them." Bramblepelt nodded his head slowly. "MoonClan will take our side. They don't like kittypets and loners. IceClan will be easily persuaded." "Then you will be condemning kits and elders to death!" Finchwing snarled.

"It is decided then. At the gathering I will propose to banish the cats who lived outside the warrior code along with half-clan cats." Snakestar meowed as he ignored his medicine cat. The other cats nodded except for Finchwing his eyes haunted and he looked as if he had just seen a cat murdered. Without anything to say, he got up and padded towards the den entrance, his tail swinging agitatedly. "Oh, and Finchwing" Finchwing stopped and pricked his ears, signaling that he was listening. "You must not tell the other medicine cats of this, and not even our own clanmates." Finchwing sighed heavily and continued on.

As he padded across the clearing he saw clouds drifting over the moon. "Is that a omen?" he whispered to himself. He watched the clouds drift away and he knew that there would be danger for the clans.