Okay, just so you know this takes place a while after Sunset. Onestar is the only leader that there was in the New Prophecy and the others are Mistystar, Bramblestar and Russetstar. I might try to get Allegiances posted, but no promises.

Sky was hidden in the heather as the group of cats went by. She could detect by their scent alone that they were confident in these wind-blown hills, much more than she was. The tortoiseshell cat was used to forests. But she had ended up here, in this moorland, hiding from these cats. And there were so many cats, more than a loner such as her liked. Every so often a group of them would come by her hiding spot, and they were always different cats. There was an uncountable number of them.

There were two older toms and one younger she-cat in this group. The she-cat interested Sky the most. Toms were so stupid; they were always going off to fight and not think. Sky hissed under her breath as she remembered Stone. The mouse-brained fool had nearly blundered off a cliff when he was chasing another cat away!

Immediately one of the older cats turned to face the heather where she crouched, alerted by her hiss. Sky stiffened, hoping to be mistaken for the plant, but the tom padded up and pushed her out.

"Ow!" His claws snagged on her fur. Sky twisted around to swipe at his face.

"Who are you? What are you doing on WindClan territory?"

"WindClan? What's that?"

"Don't pretend you don't know what WindClan is! What Clan are you from?" The tom reared up in front of her. Sky unsheathed her claws.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, you stupid furball!" she snapped. Her amber eyes flicked towards the she-cat. "Why are you attacking me?"

"Smoketail, wait!" protested the young she-cat. "She's telling the truth!"

The tom, Smoketail, spun around to face the cat, his gray fur fluffed up. "Of course you would believe her, Rainpaw! You act like you're not even part of WindClan!"

Rainpaw's pelt bristled. "That's not true! I catch prey and go on patrols and stuff like I'm supposed to!"

"Yeah? Where were you the other day when I called for you to come on the dawn patrol? Sunpaw said he hadn't seen you since sun-high the previous day!"

Stupid tom, Sky thought. She started to pad backwards while the two cats were arguing. Maybe they wouldn't notice her leaving. But the second tom saw her.

"Stop!" he growled. Smoketail looked up at Sky again.

"You're coming with us,' he snarled. "We need to talk to Onestar about this."

"Onestar? That's a weird name. Who's Onestar?" Sky cocked her head.

"Great StarClan…" muttered Smoketail. "Maybe she really isn't from another Clan."

No, duh, mousebrain, the loner thought, exasperated. She rolled her eyes. "I'm a loner, obviously. What are these Clans?"

"They're groups of cats who live together," meowed Rainpaw before Smoketail or the other tom could answer. "There are four of them, WindClan ThunderClan, RiverClan and ShadowClan. And then there's StarClan, where cats go when they die-."

"Don't speak to this cat," hissed Smoketail. He unsheathed his claws and turned back to Sky. "Whoever you are, loner, you'll come with us!"

"I don't have to!" snapped Sky.

Smoketail narrowed his eyes. Rainpaw stepped forward. "Just come. Then no cat will get killed or something stupid will happen."

Sky's whiskers twitched amusingly. Rainpaw glanced at her. "All right, all right," muttered Sky. "But I'm not going to be your prisoner or anything." She held her tail high.

Smoketail growled. "Follow me." He raced across the wind-blown hills with the other tom on his heels. Rainpaw sighed. "Crazy furballs." She flicked her tail at Sky. "Come on. Onestar's fair. I mean, he's not going to claw your head off or something like that."

Sky started padding reluctantly ahead, following Smoketail. "So what are Clans?" she asked.

"I told you, they're groups of cats that live and work together," meowed Rainpaw. "We hunt for each other and go on patrols and stuff. This is WindClan territory. We prefer to be in the openness of the hills, instead of being stuck in stupid trees like ShadowClan and ThunderClan. I'm an apprentice, which is why I have 'paw' at the end of my name. I'll get my warrior name when I become a warrior!"

"Warriors? Apprentices?"

Rainpaw nodded. "Yeah. Smoketail's my mentor. He trains me to become a warrior." She narrowed her eyes. "But all he does is complain about me."

Sky blinked. "Why? Are you going somewhere? Is that what he meant about Sun-whatsit-paw not seeing you for a day?"

Rainpaw's tail bristled. "None of you're business, loner!" she spat. The apprentice raced off.

Sky cocked her head to one side, startled by the she-cat's sudden anger. These cats were all mousebrains. She bounded after Rainpaw. Might as well see this Onestar WindClan thing, she thought.

After a few minutes, the scent of many cats washed over Sky. She paused. Rainpaw was just ahead of her.

"This is the WindClan camp," the apprentice hissed. "Smoketail and Adderstrike went to get Onestar. He's our leader. All leaders have to be deputies. Then they go to the Moonpool when the previous leader dies and get nine lives from StarClan."

"Nine lives!" Sky's eyes widened.

Rainpaw nodded. Then there was a yowl. A tom with an air of authority was padding towards her with Smoketail and the other tom, Adderstrike, behind him.

"Smoketail and Adderstrike have told me that they brought a loner back to camp." Sky assumed that this was Onestar. He watched her carefully. "What were you doing on WindClan territory?"

"I was wandering through the forest," meowed Sky warily. She could feel the other WindClan cats studying her. "I came onto open hills in the middle of the night. I was really hungry, so a caught a rabbit. Then I fell asleep, and when I woke up, those patrol-ish-whatever things were all over the place."

"So you don't have a reason for being here?" That was Smoketail. He sounded disappointed.

Sky shook her head.

"We will keep you here until I decide what to do." Onestar turned and walked away.

"What?" Sky hissed. "I won't be a captive here!"

Onestar swiveled around and glared at her. "Yes, you will. Dawnbreak, Redfur, you watch her." A silvery she-cat and rusty-furred tom stepped towards Sky. The loner spat at them. But Smoketail was right behind her now.

"You will do what Onestar says!" he growled.

Sky flattened her ears against her head. The cats were crowding around her now; she couldn't escape. The tortoiseshell felt herself being pushed by the mass of cats until she was by a heather bush with old cats sleeping inside.

"You will stay by the elder's den at all times!" snarled Smoketail. "I suppose you can obey that more than Rainpaw obeys my orders!" He stalked away.

The cats turned to glare at Rainpaw. The apprentice seemed to shrink under their gazes. Then she turned and ran out of the camp.

Sky wished with all her heart that she could follow and get out of the horrible place.

Is it okay? Please review it if you are reading it, even if you are making a suggestion how I can make it better. I'm not exactly sure how this will turn out yet. I based it off a game my friends and I were playing like a month ago but we never finished it. So I will also take ideas for what will happen!