To artimis-sandstorm: thank you for your kind review! Yes, the Warriors fics on here are scarce. I am indeed continuing this story.
A dark shadow moved across the forest floor, pale eyes glinting in the moonlight. Many other shadows followed silently, but none as sinister as the first. "All right, DarkClan," hissed a strong, cold, female voice. "Are you sure you are ready for this? This is very important, you know. It could decide our Clan's fate. We must not fail! Do I make myself clear?"
"Perfectly," meowed a particularly large tom cat. Several cats nodded in agreement.
"Very well," hissed their leader. "We shall attack at once."
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Flashpaw woke up to the sound of her leader, Shimmerstar, calling, "Let all those cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath the Highrock for a Clan meeting."
Flashpaw and the other apprentices scrambled out of their sleeping place quickly and gathered around Highrock with the rest of their Clan. Flashpaw wondered what could possibly be going on that was so urgent. Then she smelled it; a distance away, there was the faint scent of DarkClan warriors. Her fur bristled at the thought of them stalking about in GreyClan's territory.
"It has been reported by our deputy that DarkClan warriors are lurking around here," Shimmerstar was saying, glancing at Mixpelt. "I'm sure you can clearly smell them," she added, noticing the cats stiffen as the wind carried DarkClan's scent to their nostrils. "We believe," she went on, "that DarkClan may invade our camp at any time. Kits, elders, into the nursery!" she ordered. "The rest of you should prepare yourselves for the battle to come." All the while, DarkClan's scent grew stronger.
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Meanwhile, DarkClan moved forward on silent paws, carrying themselves quickly and lightly. Their leader looked back at them and began running, attempting to make them go faster. Eventually, they reached GreyClan's camp, and slowed down, pushing their way inside with evil smirks on their faces. They rushed towards GreyClan, attacking with all their strength, but GreyClan, at this point, could not be caught off-gaurd. They were well prepared for this attack.
Coldeyes rushed for the nursery, an evil glint in his eye. Flashpaw, trembling with rage, leaped and hit him square in the side, sending him rolling on the ground. The DarkClan warrior wheezed and grunted as he struggled to get to his feet. Flashpaw jumped on him and held him down for quite some time, digging her claws into him and biting him mercilessly. Finally, Sunpelt padded over to her and whispered, "That's quite enough. He's not going to forget you after this." Reluctantly, she let go, and Coldeyes ran off, shrieking.
Treelegs grappled with Spliteye, the large DarkClan deputy. Spliteye growled and had Treelegs pinned to the ground, and was about to deliver a fatal bite to his neck, when suddenly, a GreyClan warrior grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and flung him to the ground. He hit it hard and looked at his assailant, a blue-grey she-cat with one white paw. Bluestorm. He leaped to his feet and attacked fiercely, but she evaded. Again and again he attacked, but to no avail. Finally, when he was beginning to wear down, Bluestorm struck. She hurled herself on top of him and scratched him with her claws, hitting his face.
"How would you like another scar over that eye?" she snarled, and leaning forward, she bit his nose. Hard. Yowling and spitting, he ran off as fast as he could, but he did not leave the camp. He attacked Slashingpaw, which was very foolish on his behalf, for Slashingpaw did so love to do what his name suggested- slash. Slashingpaw slashed his sides, his face, his already bleeding nose, until Spliteye yowled and ran off pitifully.
"You blundering fool!" his leader's angry snarl came after him as he ran away. Pinning her ears back, the DarkClan leader attacked the GreyClan leader, and both Clans froze for a moment to watch the two skilled cats fight for all they were worth. They slashed and snarled and bit, though they kept missing each other, for they were both excellent in evading.
When it was least expected, a DarkClan cat leaped right on top of Shimmerstar. Surprised, she turned around to face her attacker, and was shocked by the small size of the cat. Not only was she short, but slender as well. She could be no more than an apprentice. Shimmerstar could have easily taken this cat out. However, the distraction was all Fallenstar needed to hit Shimmerstar hard and send her flying, leaving a trail of blood behind her.
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Sorry, that was a pretty short chapter, but I wanted to end it like that. Ooo, who will win? Did Shimmerstar just lose a life? Hehe... place your vote and I'll consider it!