Blazing Scars
DICLAIMER: NOPE…STILL DON'T OWN WARRIORS OR ITS CHARACTERS.
Chapter 1: A "Coincidence" and an Offer.
Lionblaze yawned widely as he padded next to Dovewing. The ground was muddy and wet from the storm last night, and Lionblaze was pretty sure he was going to fall on his face. As he yawned again, Dovewing stopped and turned to him. He stopped too.
"Why are you so tired?" She asked, worry dancing in her eyes. "You're usually decently awake on the dawn patrol." Lionblaze stiffened slightly.
"Just strange dreams." He replied, not meeting her recurring dreams of slaughtering Heathertail frightened him greatly.
Dovewing was about to respond when an annoying voice called out, "Hey! Let's speed it up a little, shall we? I'd like to finish the dawn patrol before moonhigh!" Lionblaze rolled his eyes and ran ahead, followed closely by Dovewing.
A bright pink nose greeted them as Berrynose snorted, "Good. Now let's keep moving." The cream colored tom turned away rudely before padding off. Lionblaze simply rolled his eyes again, but Dovewing looked ashamed.
"Oh don't let him get to you." Lionblaze mewed kindly. "He's like that to every warrior younger than him." Dovewing nodded, relieved, before stiffening suddenly. Her ears stretched, and Lionblaze immediately knew to stay silent. A few seconds later she relaxed and looked at him.
"It was nothing." She said. "Just a couple rogues outside of the territories. They're not coming towards us though." Lionblaze nodded before sprinting ahead so they wouldn't get yelled at again, Dovewing on his heels.
THAT NIGHT!
A full moon shone in the sky as the light brown tabby she-cat snuck out of the almost empty camp. She exited the territories and walked a little ways before arriving at a clearing. She was about to call out for him before she turned around and her blue eyes met a pair of eyes identical to hers.
"Mom!" He shouted, "Guess what!?" His golden fur was flashing up and down as he jumped in excitement.
"What?" She responded, amusement in her voice. The apprentice stepped aside to show her a small pile of fresh-kill. The she-cat's eyes lit up with pride.
"Great job Blazepaw!" She meowed. Blazepaw purred with happiness. Then he stopped, and his expression became serious.
"Mom," he began, "Why can't I come to the clans with you? Why do I live outside of the territories?" The she-cat's gaze fell.
"They…wouldn't accept you." She said sadly. "I'm sorry." Blazepaw sighed, but nodded in acceptance.
"Okay then." He mewed. "But I wish there was some way for me to help the clans." He grumbled.
"Oh, but you can!" A voice called out from the darkness, "Come with us, and you will forever be respected by StarClan." The she-cat spun around to face the sound, claws unsheathed.
"Who's there!?" She hissed. A white tom padded out. The tips of his torn ears were black and he had black stripes on his tail, and…Blazepaw gasped. There were scars all over his body that looked creepy in the moonlight. The tom bowed his head in greeting.
"I am Spikestar, leader of ScarClan." The she-cat tilted her head in confusion, claws still unsheathed.
"ScarClan?" She asked, bewildered. "What in StarClan is that?" Two more cats padded out next to Spikestar. They were both she-cats. One was white with grey ear tips, grey paws, and her tail was tipped grey as well. Her ice blue eyes sparkled with interest.
The other cat had pitch black fur. Her amber eyes were narrowed, examining Blazepaw. She, like Spikestar, was heavily scarred, but the white she-cat had only one scar. It was a deep scratch mark crossing over her eye, but the eye was still intact.
The white cat spoke next. "We guard the areas right outside of the territories. We are greatly respected by StarClan and we are all very strong." The black she cat laughed (as much as a cat can laugh.) and showed off two extremely long fangs.
She then said, "You're very right Icestorm." She turned to the she-cat. "We will protect him with our lives…and this way, he can help all of the clans. We will not force him to join. It is his choice." The tabby she-cat nodded and turned to her son.
Blazepaw looked excited. He meowed, "I'm going to join them mom. I can finally help the clans…Thank you…for everything you've done for me. I'll make you proud. I promise." His mother smiled sadly at him and mewed,
"I already am proud of you." She responded. "I love you, Blazepaw." Blazepaw nuzzled her muzzle before turning to Spikestar.
"I will come with you. Thank you." He said. Spikestar nodded and beckoned the group with his tail. As they ran away, Blazepaw looked back. There stood his mother, blue eyes shining with pride. He turned his head back forward, not noticing the single tear that slid down her cheek.
End Chp 1! Chp 2 is almost finished so…yeah! If I get a chance I'll post it tomorrow morning…but I'm bad at waking up early especially when I have a cold(now) so yeah lol. Hope you enjoyed it! Next chapter: Blazepaw gets his mentor and meets ScarClan! Also, Jayfeather is napping and has a strange dream…