Hey guys! To apologize for my short chapters, i'll be sure to update a lot ;) Count on it! By the way: Disclaimer: I do NOT own this awesome story. The four authors of Warriors own EVERYTHING! (But i wish i did come up with the idea :P Oh well!)
Leafstar sprinted through the lush forest, her heart teeming with so many emotions that were so hard to decipher. She was afraid, afraid that the warriors of her former clan would find her, and sorrowful because her leadership was over, and that she would not be able to return to her old clan. I'm sorry, Firestar and Sandstorm, She thought guiltily. I failed you, failed you when you did so much for me and my clan! I'm ashamed of myself right now, because I couldn't keep this clan together to become like your clan. These thoughts ran through her head as she bounded on with unquenchable energy, but eventually had to pause to relieve the searing pains along her stomach. The darkness of the night pressed in on her, roiling like a storm around her, keeping her safe yet sinking fear into her fur. How was it possible to feel so much, and yet still be alive? Every pawstep was a burden, but flew her away from despair. Keep... Going... Faster... Run... Harder... And she sailed between the thick oaks and cedars.
After what seemed like eternity, Leafstar stopped, flanks heaving. By now, day was breaking over the mountains, and she could not see the gorge anymore. Where am I? She glanced around, tasting the sweet and wild scent of the wind coiling through the air and savoring it like a piece of fresh-kill newly caught. The breeze rippled through her fur, twisting and dancing, and she leaned forward, sheer bliss and freedom coursing through her. A moor, river, forest and jagged peaks cut through the countryside, along with stout bright red dens poking out of the long blades of grass. This is my home now.
Later...
Leafstar felt a stab of longing for company as she looked yet again at the strange dens that stood out amongst the wilderness. There must be some rogues there or some kittypets who long for adventure, at least! Rising up from the nest she had made for herself in a sheltered little clearing, she felt her stomach growl hungrily. Of course, as she hadn't eaten for many sun-lengths (My made-up term for hours, but if you like another term, please comment about it!).
After she had caught a nice, plump mouse, Leafstar settled down in the soft, dewy grass to eat, all the while glancing at the twoleg dens. Firestar had told her that kittypets lived in twoleg dens with twolegs, and had actually been in one with her former mate, Billystorm. Shuddering, she spat out a small bone. How could kittypets live everyday in such cramped areas? Stretching, she rose and stood there, gazing at the soft blue sky. Then, she turned, and padded through the undergrowth toward the twoleg dens.
Once she had reached a large, wide expanse of black stone slicing between the twolegplace and the wild, Leafstar started to have some misgivings. Why would anyone want to join her to form a new clan when they could have such comfortable lives with twolegs and have enough to eat everyday? Surely they couldn't sacrifice such luxuries? But Billystorm did, she reminded herself, and again felt that pang of leaving the place where her mate had died behind (I'll be posting another story about that soon too!).
Go, Leafstar! She willed herself, and shot across the sun-baked rock, wishing her paws could fly across the Thunderpath even more quickly. Adrenaline rushed through her veins as she tumbled head over heels into the grass again, and she just lay there, listening to the wind course past as a monster crossed the Thunderpath. She had never crossed a Thunderpath before, and the exhilaration of the moment still clung to her ruffled fur as she clambered to her paws. Who knew crossing one of these twoleg-made creations could be an adventure of itself?
And by crossing that Thunderpath, she had delved into her first twolegplace.