This one's going to be a little different from my mains series. It'll be longer and take me longer to upload.
This is a prequel to Thorns and Fire And Ice, back when the new Clans were being formed.
Someone asked me why SunClan has different names than the other Clans, and this will answer that.
Chapter 1
Sun's Light climbed up the tree, sitting next to Scarredpelt. The cream she-cat flashed him a friendly smile, and the tom returned the gesture. Underneath them, cats were sitting, staring up at them.
It's like a normal gathering. He thought sadly. Except there were no Clans anymore. It had started when RiverClan consumed ShadowClan because they thought that they had a Stone. Then, ThunderClan and SkyClan attacked RiverClan, trying to save the peace. But all that ambush did was rip the forest to shreds. The Warrior Code had collapsed, and everyone had gone spiraling into chaos. The Clans broke apart into their own groups, or for some, it was every cat for themselves. A moon and a half ago, Scarredpelt had asked Sun's Light for an alliance, since her group was being killed off by Dustmuzzle's cats. Now, the two leaders decided to stop the fighting, after four whole moons of this.
"We all know very well that Dustmuzzle's group is the strongest." Scarredpelt began. Sun's Light cocked his head, wondering why she was starting in such a weird place. "If this war doesn't stop soon, we're all going to become part of…" She stopped, thinking, "DustClan." She finished sarcastically. Purrs of laughter came from the gathered cats.
"That's what we're calling them now?" Sun's Light asked. Scarredpelt shrugged. Even though he had been in the Clans for over a year, there were still some things that the kittypet-born tom didn't understand, such as why kits weren't allowed out of camp. Now, he realized, he didn't really get Clan humor either.
"So what's our plan to take them down?" Cootpond, one of Scarredpelt's warriors, asked.
"Ooh!" Tallpounce leaped up. "What about we attack their camp while they're sleeping? Dustmuzzle thinks nobody will do that because he's so str-"
"We're not attacking them." Sun's Light shut down the idea. "We want peace, remember? We want the Clans back together."
"I honestly don't think we can go back to that." Scarredpelt replied. "I miss ThunderClan, and I know you miss SkyClan, but they're gone."
The island fell silent.
"Why can't we make new Clans?" Some cat asked. Angry hisses met their words.
"Everyone for themselves!" Mouseripple panicked.
"No!" We're going to stay together, no matter what." Scarredpelt growled. "In two sunrises, we go to Blazeeyes and try to recruit him. Understand?"
"Actually, our two groups have been fighting over prey on the moor for the past few days." Yet another thing that made no sense to Sun's Light. Blazeeyes's group consisted of former ShadowClan and RiverClan cats. Why would they need to do WindClan hunting?
"Well, we have to try." Scarredpelt murmured. "You got that?"
"Yes." They're probably attacking our camp at this very moment. "Let's go home."
The two leaders leaped down from the tree, and led their groups across the tree-bridge. Scarredpelt led her cats to SkyClan's territory while Sun's Light and his group stopped at ThunderClan's hollow.
"I'll see you." Scarredpelt meowed before leading her cats to their own camp. Sun's Light watched them leave.
"How'd it go?" Cloudy Sky put her tail on her mate's back as he continued to stare into the bush where the last cat's tail had disappeared.
"I hope we can get Blazeeyes to ally with us." He lowered his head. "I want things back to the way they were before the Stones."
"I know."
"I don't want to have to raise our kits among this fighting." He gestured to Cloudy Sky's swollen flanks. "I can't imagine a kithood where my parents were constantly fighting other cats."
"It'll be okay." She reassured him. "You and Scarredpelt will go to Blazeeyes and finally put an end to this war. I'm sure of it."
"Thanks." Sun's Light rose to his paws, and together they descended the tunnel into camp.
"Redspirit!" The tom called to the dark ginger tom who was sunning himself. Redspirit lifted his head, blinking the sleep out of his eyes.
"How'd the meeting go?" He asked.
"Fine. We're going to go to Blazeeye's camp to try and make him agree to peace." Sun's Light replied. "I'll need everyone to come. I mean, except Cloudy Sky."
"Alright." Redspirit stood up. "When do we leave?"
"Oh, not until two days from now."
"Oh." The red tom laid back down, resting his head on his paws. "I was wondering when we were going to try and stop the war."
"We've been fighting long enough." Sun's Light climbed the sunning rock, laying next to Redspirit. Nobody spoke after that.
"I realized I didn't want my kits to have to live through this. They'll be born in half a moon." He broke the silence after what seemed like forever.
"I know what you mean."
"But what if we can't stop? What if Blazeeyes wants to keep fighting? What if Dustmuzzle wants to consume us all under his leadership? What if we all just become part of DustClan?"
"DustClan?" Redspirit lifted his head.
"We decided that we're going to call Dustmuzzle's group that, since there are enough of them to make a Clan." In fact, DustClan was twice the size of Scarredpelt's and Sun's Light's groups combined. We can take them down if Blazeeyes joins us.
I hope he does. It's the only way we can end this once and for all.