Allegiances:
ThunderClan
Leader: Sorrelstar- a pale tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes.
Deputy: Sparkface- a white and ginger tom with a ginger starburst on his face.
Medicine Cat: Birchnose- a black tom with white splashes
Warriors
Gorseclaw- a long haired dark brown tom
Nightstorm- a pure black tom
Alderfire- a dark ginger tabby tom
Shadeleaf- a mottled gray tabby she-cat
Swiftfoot- a wiry gray tabby tom
Bramblepelt- a spiky furred brown tabby tom
Spiderstep- a lanky brown and black tabby she-cat
Owlwing- a gray tabby tom
Apprentice- Duskpaw, a calico she-cat
Briarfur- a dark brown she-cat
Foxtail- a thick-furred ginger tom
Moonheart- a silver she-cat with round amber eyes
Apprentice- Falconpaw, a gray and black speckled tom
Thornwhisker- a golden brown tom
Oakwing- a pretty tortoiseshell and white she-cat
Sparrowclaw- a dark gray tabby tom
Feathernose- a fluffy brown tabby she-cat
Queens
Smokethistle- a spiky furred dark gray she-cat, expecting Swiftfoot's kits
Berryleaf- a creamy brown she-cat, expecting Thornwhisker's kits
Elders
Minttail- a sleek pale gray she-cat
Eaglenose- a brown and white tabby tom
ShadowClan allegiances will be in the next chapter, then RiverClan, then WindClan.
Prologue
A dark gray she-cat wailed into the night, her long gray fur spiked up. A black and white tom stood by her side, brow furrowed in concentration. The she-cat screeched in pain as a contraction rippled across her body.
"Okay, Smokethistle, on the next one, push!" the tom ordered.
Smokethistle gritted her teeth and and bit back a scream as a tiny wet bundle of black fur slipped onto the moss. She cried out in wonder at the sight of her newborn son, and leaned forward to lick him on the head, only to be jerked back as a spasm racked her. "Birchnose, lick him!" A creamy she-cat called from her nest in the corner.
"Right, sorry," he muttered, and went to work licking the mewling ball of fur.
Another contraction hit Smokethistle, and with it a wave of thundering pain. She screeched in pain and pushed without a second thought. An even smaller bundle slipped onto the nest, its fur pale gray. Smokethistle leaned forward to lick her kit until it joined the black kit at her belly, burrowing blindly into her soft belly fur.
"A son and a daughter," Birchnose announced.
Smokethistle gazed down at her kits with joy and love in her glistening eyes and promptly passed out from exhaustion.
Birchnose grinned and slipped out of the den.
So how was that for a first chapter? OCs are welcome for the other clans. Thanks for reading!
~Stormbreeze
