Disclaimer: I still don't own the warriors series…. tear I wish I did.
In Starclan the warriors were all very relaxed, the medicine cats of the forests were on their way to moonpool, to share with their ancestors.
Spottedleaf was watching then through a small pool of clear-blue water. Her pretty dappled pelt ruffled in the slight breeze. She looked though the pool and saw them nearly there.
Padding slowly back towards Bluestar she dipped her head in respect, and sat down, waiting.
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Tigerstar was leading the silvery warriors of Duskclan; they were nearly at the camp when they let out their battle cry.
They charged and Tigerstar pounced upon the lithe body of Runningwind.
Clawing at him, Runningwind threw Tigerstar off of his small body, with the help of Swiftpaw. Then almost spontaneously the pounced at him and clawed at his ear.
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At moonpool the medicine cats waited for Starclan to sent them dreams. But they weren't coming; all they could see was bloodshed and war.
The silence was broke by Mothwing with a huge gasp. "Starclan is at war!" she choked out.
Leafpool looked at Cinderpelt, who was looking at Barkface. Then Leafpool spoke trying to keep her voice calm, but failing horribly
"But there's nothing we can do! Unless, we were somehow able to get there somehow, without dying."
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The battle was thick, and at last Tigerstar call his warriors off, retreating back to DuskClan territory.
Spottedleaf and Yellowfang were tending to the cats with injuries, and it seemed that Clan life would move on, but Bluestar was troubled.
Tigerstar wouldn't let this slide, and she knew him. This was only the beginning, and it would only get much worse.