Hello! This is officialy the start of my first story! If any of this is confusing to you, here is whats going on.

There are the 4 original clans. Jadeclan has extreamly dence forests and lots of prey. Harmonyclan had The river and a waterfall. Murkclan lives in a bog, mud all over, and barly any compleatly stable/dry ground. And Mirageclan is in the destert.

The new clan is Tempestclan. They live in mountanis territors full of rock.

Well thats basicly whats happening .. . Hope you like my first official chapter!!!

Chapter 1

Catmint

A brown blur could be seen running through the forests of jadeclan. The female's tail was lashing behind her. Her breath created clouds of steam that soon evaporated in the cold air. Cool sunlight shined on the forests snowy floor, making a blaze of light reflect on the freshly fallen snow.

This she-cat was Falconpaw, the medicine cat apprentice. She smiled at the sound of the snow crunching under foot. It had been so long since she had been able to go outside. She was almost always busy caring for the sick of the clan, especially since Green-cough has spread like wildfire this leaf-bare.

A sweet smell drifted into her parted jaw. She skidded to a stop, sending snow flying onto some bare bushes where bird where hiding. They exploded out and flew away, chattering to themselves.

Falconpaw looked around; keeping her jaw opened in hopes of scenting the rare herb she had come to collect.

A speck of pink showed above the snow, barely visible in the harsh light. Falconpaw smiled, it was catmint. She lightly plucked the delicate plant by the root, trying to get as much as she could while still leaving some to grow back later. She looked crouched down, ready to bound off in full sprint again. But something caught her eye.

She looked towards the movement she saw. She sniffed to try and locate a scent, but she could only smell the sweet fragrance of the catmint. Scolding herself for the idiocy, she put down the catmint and took small steps towards the noise.

"Hello?" she called into the forest. Her pace began to quicken. What if it was a badger or fox, or worse, an enemy warrior. Panic seeped though her veins. She had never done any battle training.

Falconpaw shook the idea it was something dangerous from her head. I mean, it was probably just the wind. Yet her curiosity still got the better of her. She slowly padded to the sound, wincing each time the snow made a loud crunch. She peeked out from behind a huge oak.

It was two apprentice aged cats, both battered and worn. She sniffed to try and distinguished their clan. It was Tempestclan.

'What?' she thought, a look of shock rippling across her face. Tempestclan hadn't done anything to say they were against Jadeclan. She had even overheard her leader saying they might form an alliance. She ran back and grabbed her catmint, and started racing towards camp.

The apprentices heard her, and could smell the catmint she still carried in her mouth.

"Amethystpaw, do you smell that? She has the herb they told us to get," one of the apprentices meowed excitedly.

"Go get her then, Ill catch up, I still need to bind my leg," Amethystpaw ordered.

"Right," The other said, before he took off after Falconpaw.

Falconpaw had heard this whole conversation. Worry seeped through her. She had to get back to camp. She shot a quick glance behind her at the apprentice that followed. He was fast, and muscular inn his hind legs. By this rate he would catch up to her.

She pelted through the snow, snow spraying up behind her into the others face. He growled and sped up. He jumped High and landed right in front of her.

He was skinny, you could tell he hadn't eaten in a few days. His pelt was a dark black, and he also had gray eyes.

Startled by his jump, Falconpaw lost her balance and stumbled over. Her Brown fur became splattered with white snow, and there was a sharp pain in her ankle. The apprentice's partner came running up behind him. She was cornered with a wound and a clump of catmint in her mouth.

"Give us the catmint and you wont be hurt," the cat that had chased her hissed. She looked behind her. The she-cat who was his helper, looked a little worried, but when she saw that Falconpaw was looking at her, she tried to look hostile, completely failing.

Even if one of them was good-hearted, it was easy to tell the other was not. By the look of his eyes he meant every word he had just said.

Falconpaw sighed and tossed the catmint to him. He grinned and started off, walking proudly like he had just been made a leader. She struggled to get up without putting weight on her left paw. When she was balanced, the tom quickly came over and pushed her down again, claws extended so that he left four pricks in her pelt.

Falconpaw swiped out with her good paw, leaving a small slash on his forepaw.

The tom, Shadowpaw, was about to come and finish off this she cat. However Amethystpaw came up and stopped in front of him.

"Stop," she mewed, in her light voice, "she was just defending herself no use to attack."

"But look at what she did!" Shadowpaw Thundered, rage boiling up inside him.

"We have what we need, we need to go now."

"FINE!" he yelled, his obviously short fuse lit, "How do you even survive in the clan as light hearted as you are?"

Dry bushes snapped and snow crunched as a patrol mad their way towards them. They had heard Shadowpaws outburst.

"Now look where you go us, go now," she urgently meowed.

By the time the patrol got there the apprentices were starting to cross into mirageclan territory. One of the cats, Mossfeather, saw Falconpaw.

"Let them leave, we will discuss this at the next gathering. Meanwhile let's make sure that Falconpaw gets to camp without breaking her ankle," the deputy boomed, in his voice that could be heard throughout the forest.

Falconpaw sighed and limped back to camp, leaning on Mossfeather. She would have a lot of explaining to do…

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