Leafshadow's Rage

by Leafshadow42

A small rogue, no older than a new apprentice, sets out to find the legendary clans. She has a troubled past and wishes to show all of cat kind how that affects her own self. But first she must destroy the clans. This is set almost 100 human years after the original warriors series. (Let's just say she isn't exactly what you would call "the hero" of the story... :3)

2. Chapter 1

Leaf looked up at the huge oak tree that was slowly sagging in the mud of the island. She could smell cat scents, but they were stale and she had checked the whole island for them. It had stopped raining, and the clouds were slowly dispersing. She looked up to see the almost full moon shining down on the island. Moon-high. She looked back to the tree. Then she bunched her muscles and leapt to one of the lower branches. She had spotted a hollow; she felt it was worth checking it out. It might be good enough to be a den for the time she was going to be here. She climbed into it. She felt the spongy moss and old wood under her paws. It felt so soft. She lay down. She was so tired, after her run down the hill. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Leaf woke the next morning with her legs stretched out in front of her. She sat up and stretched. She poked her head outside just to see the sun in the middle of the sky. I must have slept forever! She thought as she climbed out of her makeshift den. She had to go hunt and maybe start a fresh-kill pile. When she reached the ground she immediately smelt a squirrel and then, a few moments later, spotted it. It was hiding under a log chewing on a small nut. Why bother stalking? She thought as she strolled towards it. The squirrel smelt her straight away, it started to bolt. Leaf let it. It scrambled up a tree, now... FALL! The squirrel squealed as its claws slipped on a sudden bare patch of bark. It fell to the ground. Startled, it froze in terror. Then got back up when it saw Leaf. She just continued following it until it was almost out of sight. I wonder how I should do it this time. I know! Have fun little creature! The squirrel suddenly gasped and fell to the ground, sprawling and squealing. It scratched at its throat and drew blood. But it kept on scratching until it had gouged out a hole in its own throat. It gurgled out one last squeal of pain, before it lay still. Leaf let out a mrrow of laughter. Mouse-brain she thought, did it really think it could get away from me? She walked up to the kill and picked it up. A small pool of blood was forming where the squirrel had died.

Leaf sat in her den and licked her muzzle. They always tasted better when they killed themselves. She ran a paw over her ear. I wonder what Silver and Gelding are doing now? She thought as she watched the full moon rise in the sky. Their probably in their nests now, she chuckled, I bet Gelding's snoring. She froze. What was that? A voice? There it is again! Then she smelt it. The scent of cats.

Leaf poked her head out to see four cats jump onto the oak's lower branches. She stared in shock at the amount of cats that had gathered under them. Then she realised with a sneer; I've found the clans, I better get started.