This is an account of all the stories (in correct order) that have happened to the cats of ThunderClan. These tales will begin just after a great flood that has destroyed most of ThunderClan and RiverClan. In these times the Clan leader Greystar was sick with greencough and sent his deputy, Lionheart, to the gathering instead. That day the Clan was struck with a massive flood and the cats could not return from the Gathering. When they finaly were able to get back they found everyone who was left in the camp to be dead. Our story begins one moon later.
THE GATHERING - Fourtrees - Moonhigh
Lionstar, Amberheart, Greyclaw, Tigerclaw, Daytail, Cloudypaw and Greypaw padded up the slope towards the four towering trees. They padded into the clearing where WindClan and RiverClan were already assembled. There was no sign of ShadowClan. The cats spit as they arrived, all padding away to different cats whom they had become friends with.
Cloudypaw and Greypaw made their way to a group of cats that consisted of themselves, three RiverClan apprentices known as Smoothpaw, Dustpaw and Featherpaw, as well as a WindClan apprentice, Quickpaw. Being the only she-cat in their clique, Featherpaw was often the highlight of the group's conversations. These were the 'cool cats' of the apprentices. They met each Gathering and talked about Clan duties and laughed at cats with lower social status.
The six cats were deep in a conversation about how stupid Mudpaw and his 'girlfriend' were when eight cats padded into the clearing. They all had the same scent as the prisoners Cloudypaw had already described to his companions, and all six cats knew instantly who they were; BoneClan!
Leading them was a big black she-cat with huge metallic claws that didn't appear retractable. Behind her walked four cats that appeared to be warriors and three apprentices. The warriors group consisted of a thin white tom with big, dark blue eyes; a tortishell tom with six toes on each paw; a bright flame-colored she-cat and a light grey she-cat with stripes of darker grey. As for the three apprentices, they all held their heads high, looking around at the assembled cats with a superior era. Among them was a small white tom and two she-cats. One pale and grey, the other black with grey stripes. They stood close to each other, obviously siblings.
As their Clan split up to chat with the other cats the three apprentices padded over to the clique. Feeling challenged by the presence of other she-cats, Featherpaw stood up. Quickpaw and Greypaw stood too, growling at the tom and his companions.
The threesome didn't seem to take offense to their hostile behavior and shot them a toothy grin that seemed more evil then friendly.
"Hello." He began. "I'm Tearpaw who-" But Greypaw raised a paw, ready to deliver a smack to the tom's head when a voice sounded from atop the Great Rock. The Gathering was beginning.
"Welcome, Clan cats of the forest." It was the she-cat leader of BoneClan speaking. From below the cats glared at her, expressing their hostility through growls and hisses. The she-cat simply ignored them and went on. "I am Metalstar, leader of BoneClan. I come from up north where it is now too cold for my Clan to survive. Your 'ShadowClan' failed to understand your needs and was driven from their territory."
Her speech was met with yowls of protest from the assembled crowd. "You can't drive them out!" and "ShadowClan has shared this forest with us for generations!"
Metalstar shook her head. "My cats, you don't understand either; change is good!"
The voices of disapproval were drowned out by BoneClan's yowls of approval and acceptance. Once the noise died down, Metalstar continued, "Now, on to more serious matters. Two of our cats, one warrior and one apprentice, have been catnapped by ThunderClan. We will ask you kindly now if you would return them to us." She turned to Lionstar, giving the tom a stern look.
Lionstar met her eyes without flinching and took a step forwards. "ThunderClan will return your cats on one condition; you leave ShadowClan territory and never come back."
"Never." Snapped Metalstar. "For I have a condition for you; you give them back or you will suffer the same fate as ShadowClan."
"ThunderClan will not be as easy to dispose of as ShadowClan was. Your threats mean nothing; you will not get your cats back"
With an angry yowl Metalstar hopped down from the rock and padded out of the clearing, her Clan following at her heels.
"You'll be sorry, Lionstar!" She spat.
At that moment a cloud covered the moon.
Cloudypaw and Greypaw padded over to join their Clan at the edge of the clearing. Together ThunderClan padded back down, across the stream and back to the Clan camp in silence.
AN:
I can't change the character names here, but I'll try to make them more interesting in the sequel. It's called ALCHEMICAL (you'll know why later) and it's the story of Metalstar from her birth to the end of CLANLIFE. The link to the site Spottedear gave me didn't show up, but I already knew it. My warrior name is Brambleface and my Clan is Thunderclan (my Azzie alias's name is Hawktail and Cheese's is Wildnose XD).
I know this chapter is terribly short. In the futur I will try to add some to the ones like this.