To get to the plot faster, I'ma time skip three moons. Oh, and Sunpelt is supposed to be Sunfire. P.S: imma add some OCs way later in the story, when the story it to it's climax. Oh, and I just read the earlier chapters and realized how bad I am at righting fanfiction. Sorry!
"Nightsong! Nightsong!" The Clan chanted her warrior name. So much has happened in the moons that passed. Nightsong had grown to be slender, with sleek fur that glowed a dim silver in the moonlight. Hawkstrike and Lizardsplash are warriors, Icepaw died in a battle against RiverClan over Sunningrocks. Stormstrike, Oakfur, Leaffall, and Fernheart were named warriors some time before. Owlstar had lost two lives in battle, a lot in such a small time period. Six litters of kits were born. Two warriors have died, and Ivypelt, a grey she-cat, was expecting Lightningtail's kits.
"In tradition, Nightsong must in silent vigil until dawn, and guard the camp alone while we sleep." Owlstar said. Tail and head high, Nightsong took a place in the middle of the camp. It was leaf-bare, as as the night went on, it started to snow. Restless, Nightsong paced noiseless around the camp to try to warm herself up. When she finally saw the sun rise, she never thought she would be so happy to see the sun. As she waited for the sun to rise some more, Tinderfoot came over to her.
"You cold?" Nightsong nodded. "Don't worry, you can talk now."
"That was the worst night of my life!" She said immediately. "It snowed, and I was never colder in my life!" Then she thought for a while before saying, "but I got to think some things over. So maybe it wasn't such a waste." She said.
"Well, glad you think so. My vigil was during green-leaf, so it wasn't as cold." Tinderfoot said.
"I'm going to sleep." Nightsong said, yawning. Saying good-bye she left to the warriors' den, and as she entered, she saw a moss bed. Sniffing it, the scent determined that it was not used by any other cat, so she circled it and fell asleep.
****dream!:D****
As Nightsong entered her dream, she saw Shadowflower.
"It's about time Owlstar made you a warrior." She said. "I trained you ready for battle in half a moon!"
"I was made a warrior a bit early than most." Nightsong said. "And the Clan didn't know you trained me. I couldn't just show everything you showed me all in one time. It'd be like if I learned it over night!" She said.
"I don't get you. You could've been made a warrior much earlier."
"Yea, but what if an apprentice who used to be really weak suddenly able to beat her mentor, who not to mention is twice her size, in a few days?" Nightsong questioned.
"Yes, I guess that would be weird" Shadowflower murmured. "Anyway, Sparkpaw just visited me." Nightsong rolled her eyes. Apparently, Sparkpaw also was being trained by Shadowflower. "She's turning into a fine fighter, but is way harder to train that you." She said. "I taught you in half a moon, and I'm not done with her, even though she started before you!" She complained. "Just don't tell her that." She said. Nightsong rolled her eyes again.
"It's not like I see her everyday." Nightsong said.
"Yes, but she always talks about that one tom in your Clan. Stormsomething."
"Stormstrike." Nightsong said. "Why?"
"I don't know. She always, 'I bet he could do this' and, 'I bet he could do that' and, "I hope I see him at the gathering'. She won't shut up about him. And she's not in the same Clan as him!"
"Yeah." Nightsong said. "I see her looking at him whenever she can." She said. Now that she thought of it, Sparkpaw did look at Stormstrike whenever she could.
"You have competition!" Shadowflower teased Nightsong.
"The day she joins ThunderClan is the day I'm concerned about that." Nightsong said, rolling her eyes. "Besides, I don't want a mate." Nightsong said. "Anyway, you trained me. Are you going to train someone else now or something?"
"I'll leave you alone for now I guess." Shadowflower said. "I'll go now. A hunting patrol is waiting for you." And the dream ended.
***non-dream world.***
Nightsong woke up and stretched. It was before sunhigh, but not dawn anymore. Sure enough, a hunting patrol was waiting near the gorse tunnel. As Nightsong padded over to them, she saw Shadekit run over to them.
"Can I go?" Nightsong heard her say.
"No." Mistfall said. "You're not an apprentice."
"But I know the hunter's crouch!" Shadekit protested.
"Knowing the hunter's crouch doesn't make you an apprentice." Nightsong said as she padded over to her.
"But I want to go!" Shadekit whined.
"If you got to go, then other kits would also want to go." Nightsong pointed out. "Look, here they come now." As she spoke, two cream colored kits and a light brown kit came running out.
"Can we go?" The light brown kit said.
"No." Mistfall said.
"Why not?" One of the cream colored kit said.
"You all can't go." Nightsong said. Her patience had run out. "Go back to Pouncestream." She ordered. With their tails down, the kits obeyed.
"Let's go." Sunfire, who was leading the patrol, ordered. As they walked up the ravine and into the forest, they approached Sunningrocks. Mistfall stopped dead in her tracks.
"What's wrong?" Sunfire asked.
"RiverClan!" She spat.
"Two moons haven't even passed and they want to take Sunningrocks back!" Sunfire said. " Go check to see if they are there, Nightsong." Nodding, Nightsong pressed close to the ground and positioned herself so that the RiverClan cats can't smell her but she can see them. She saw two patrols of seven cats each, standing on Sunningrocks. Quickly and silently, she went back to where Sunfire and Mistfall were waiting.
"They're standing on Sunningrocks." Nightsong told them. "One patrol in the open, and the other one hidden."
"Go tell Owlstar, then." Sunfire urged her. Nodding, Nightsong ran back to camp. She has gained a reputation for being a fast runner, and reached the camp. "RiverClan are trying to take back Sunningrocks!" Nightsong announced to the cats around her. The older cats spat, but the younger cats were looking hopeful in being picked to go.
"But two moons haven't even passed since the last time they tried to get Sunningrocks back!" Creamfur said.
"That's what Sunfire said. She told me to go back here and tell Owlstar."
"Well, then. Lightbreeze, Oakfur, Stormstrike, and I will go. "Creamfur, take Smokefur, Hailstorm, Ashpelt, and Nightsong." Owlstar ordered, scaring Nightsong, and the cats he called went over to him, and Owlstar lead the way. "There's a patrol waiting on the other side of the river!" Nightsong told the cats.
"Then, watch out for them!" Owlstar said. "Where are Sunfire and Mistfall?" He asked Nightsong.
"They are over at Sunningrocks." She said.
"Can you go over to them?" He asked her. As she nodded, she ran ahead of the patrol, and ran as fast as she could over to Sunfire and Mistfall. As she skittered to a halt to were they were, she quickly told them about the patrols. As she spoke, a RiverClan tom appeared.
"What do you want?" Nightsong spat at him.
"We are here to take back Sunningrocks." He answered calmly. He saw a grey cat with darker grey stripes.
"Wasn't killing our warriors enough?" Nightsong said. "Or Icepaw? Do you want to kill all of our cats to gain Sunningrocks, were you only sun bathe?" Nightsong spat.
"Sunningrocks was always ours!" The tom spat. "We've let you hunt on it for far too long." Then, as if his words were a signal, one of the patrol appeared behind him. "You're outnumbered. Give us Sunningrocks, and no one gets hurt." He said, his blue eyes shining.
He must think he had already won, Nightsong thought. Then, as the RiverClan cats prepared to fight, they froze as Owlstar's patrol came.
"Do you think I would challenge you when I know I'm outnumbered?" Nightsong had the satisfaction of seeing the grey cat dumbfounded.
"We will still fight." He growled, and lifted his tail in signal to the other cats to fight. ThunderClan cats also fought. As she heard the sounds of battle around her, a big light grey tom lunged himself at Nightsong. Fast as lightning, she stepped to a side, and jumped on the tom as he landed on all four. She bit down hard, and bit harder when she heard him yowl in pain. As he jumped on his back, Nightsong jumped of of him, and saw her chance when he left his belly exposed. She unsheathed her claws, and raked them down on his belly. As she prepared to fight him as he got up, a wail made her stop, and she recognized Stormstrike's voice. Forgetting the tom, she ran over to where he was, out numbered by three apprentices, almost as big as him. But one was smaller, black figure, and she recognized Blackkit, who was now Blackpaw.. Quickly, she ran over to Stormstrike, who was already fighting one of the cats, and slammed into a grey she-cat with darker grey specks. Nightsong jumped on her back like she did with the other cat, and bit down hard on her neck before she realized that she did. But a yowl told her that she missed the spine. As the cat tried to shake her off, she dug her claws deeper into her fur and bit down on her shoulder, and letting go when she squealed like a kit. As she got off of her, Blackpaw confronted Nightsong, and pinned her to the ground.
"I save you from drowning, and this is how you repay me?" Nightsong spat.
"You didn't save me! Mother told me you tried to steal me!" He spat.
"Fine! So be it!" Nightsong spat, and pushed him off of her with her hind legs, sending him flying. As she got up, she realized that there was more RiverClan cats than ThunderClan cats.
But she got distracted as she Blackpaw sprang up and try to lunge at Nightsong. As he did, she stepped to a side, and pinned him down as he landed. As she tried to bite his neck, a cat slammed her to a side, and pinned her. When Nightsong looked up, she saw Willowfur.
"Last time I save a RiverClan kit!" Nightsong spat. "You told him that I tried to steal him!"
"You did!" Willowfur said.
"Maybe I should have left him drown." Nightsong said, almost to herself. This caused Willowfur to bite down on her neck, but as soon as she did, Nightsong pushed her off like she did with Blackpaw, but a yowl stopped her from doing anything to Willowfur.
"ThunderClan, retreat!" It was Owlstar, his fur had blood splatted with blood. With hisses, ThunderClan did as they were told, and ran back into the forest. Nightsong noticed that Oakfur was limping, and Creamfur was missing. Nightsong shook her head. Creamfur was the deputy. She stopped herself from imagining the faces of Pouncestream and her kits. As her Clan walked in silence back to camp, she heard a cry of triumph from Sunningrocks.
