Hey everyone… I know it's been, heh heh, a while. A lot's been going on and I figured why not rewrite my story. I am generally better at writing now since I got into Advanced English, so let's see. I'm also accepting OCs for WindClan, RiverClan, and ThunderClan.
Here goes nothing.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Warriors series.
I still can't believe I still know how to do that… .
Spiderclaw stalked up the moorlands, teeth chattering softly in the harsh wind of leafbare. It had been a few meetings since she had shared with StarClan, and from her past experiences, that usually meant something big. The last time was after the Great Battle eight moons ago, when the old RiverClan leader, Dawnstar, died without a deputy. It drove the clans into rushing despair when two of the most trusted warriors, Reednose, a silver tabby she-cat with horrible ambitions, and Fishleap, a gray tom with amber eyes and a kind heart, started an outright war that split RiverClan in two. ShadowClan and most of RiverClan sided with Fishleap, the others viciously retaliated by killing the ShadowClan warriors, Redheart and Tawnyclaw. After six long moons of fighting and peace treaties, Reednose cornered Fishleap and he was forced to finish her off, although it broke his heart. Fishstar was then the kind leader of RiverClan.
Spiderclaw shuddered uncomfortably at the memories of her empty herb stores as cats died before she could save them. She shook off the horrible feelings, thinking, That's all over now, I restock herbs every few days. Shivering slightly, she clambered into the Mothermouth with the other Medicine Cats.
...ShadowClan Territory…
Kinkedtail slowly climbed down to his sunny hollow, his crooked tail waving slowly behind him. His old joints ached with the walk but it was worth it because of his clearing. It was big enough to fit two cats, and looked as if it was carved out of the ground by twolegs. It was also the only place he could go to get away from the clan.
As he stumbled down the cliff, he heard a small mewling noise. He craned his neck to get a closer look. In his hollow, sprawled on a bit of moss, was a large kit. Kinkedtail gasped and stepped back, this creature was no kit, but a dog. He paced around his hollow, mind spinning, stopping only to wince at his aching joints. Looking around, he realized the scent of the mother was faint. She would not be coming back anytime soon. Finally, he walked back to the dog kit, picked it up, and headed back to camp.
...StarClan's hunting grounds…
Spiderclaw woke with a yelp. She was surrounded by water. There were two cats she couldn't quite recognize, but as she clambered out of the water, she saw none other than Tawnyclaw and Redheart. They helped her on to her feet and murmured, "As sunlight breaks the darkness, the frog will be the stone that breaks…"
...ShadowClan camp…
"...the tide of red and white.", Spiderclaw spluttered to Heronstar.
"Interesting", he said with a grimace. Just then, a black flash ran almost straight into Spiderclaw. It was Kinkedtail, he was holding a yellow ball of fur. A yellow ball of fur that squeaked at them.
"What in the name of StarClan is this!", Spiderclaw said with a hint of fear.
"It is a dog kit", Kinkedtail said firmly, "A newborn dog kit."
"Why did you bring it here?!", yowled Spiderclaw.
"He couldn't let it die.", Heronstar finished for the elder, "Put it in the nursery with Heatherleaf, her kits were just born. We'll discuss this later." Spiderclaw opened her mouth to protest but Heronstar silenced her with a stare.
Well that's it for now! Hope you enjoyed the prologue. The next chapter will be finished… by around two-three weeks.