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.
UNDER ATTACK - Sunning Rocks - Sunrise
Lionstar and the ThunderClan cats returned from the Gathering to find that all the warriors were gone. He arrived at Snowtail's den and barged in, demanding to know what was going on. The ThunderClan medicine cat looked up calmly.
"They went to Sunning Rocks; Mistyfur sent a few cats on dawn patrol and they discovered RiverClan there. I got Darkpaw and Mudpaw to stay, but they seemed very reluctant about it. I wish you would let them help out C-"
"They are helping, Snowtail. They're looking after our prisoners and guarding the camp while the others are off at the battle." Said Lionstar reassuringly, then padded back into the camp. He hopped up onto the Highrock and called the cats to assemble.
"The others are off fighting RiverClan at Sunning Rocks. I want Amberheart to go and report to me how they are doing, then I will decide if they need reinforcements." He informed his Clan calmly. "Go now."
"Yes sir." Said Amberheart, bobbing her head. She turned and ran from the crowd, out towards Sunning Rocks.
Amberheart stopped at the edge of the small clearing and looked out onto the battle. Closest to her was Patchpelt who was fighting the RiverClan deputy, Stonefur. The two cats clawed each other angrily and every time when it seemed like one of them had the upper hand something would happen to shift the scale. Amberheart was surprised at the troublesome warrior's talent.
Looking around, Amberheart observed that ThunderClan was winning. There were fewer RiverClan warriors then ThunderClan and the RiverClan ones looked more exhausted and beat-up.
Glad to see that her Clan was winning, Amberheart dashed back to the Clan camp to share the news with Lionstar. As she ran she thought she caught sight of something orange running towards the battle, but when she looked it was gone. When she arrived she saw that Swiftkill and Fangpaw weren't there. Alarmed, she hurried over and found Lionstar in his den.
"Lionstar! Fangpaw and Swiftkill are gone!"
He hopped to his paws, obviously alarmed. "Go find Greyclaw and Tigerstripe. Get them to help you search. I'll stay here and look after the Clan." He said, following her out of the den.
"Greyclaw, you go towards Snakerocks and follow along the edge of the Thunderpath, Tigerstripe will search over near Fourtrees and I'll head over to Sunning Rocks." Said Amberheart, looking around at the two other cats chosen to search for the BoneClan prisoners.
The three cats spilt up, heading off to search in their assigned directions. Amberheart sniffed the ground as she padded towards Sunning Rocks. She could hear the distant sounds of battle as well as the quiet splashing of the river.
Finally she caught the scent of BoneClan and looked up to check her direction. The scent trail seemed to head of towards Fourtrees. Amberheart frowned. She had expected the cats to go to the battle and help RiverClan fight, that or go back to ShadowClan territory, but why would they go to Fourtrees?
Curious, Amberheart padded towards the four towering trees where she had been not even an hour ago. Every once in a while the ThunderClan warrior would lean down and scent the ground again. She reached the stream and looked up. Ahead of her she could see Fourtrees, although she could see nothing past the large trunks of the trees. Quickening her pace, Amberheart sprinted across the stream, up the hill and back to Fourtrees.
She stopped at the edge of the glade and padded slowly into the clearing. Under the great rock. She recognized Swiftkill and his apprentice immediately, and the other cat. She remembered having seen him somewhere.
The wind shifted direction and a gasp escaped the Siamese warrior. The cat talking to the two BoneClan cats was none other then Tallstar, the WindClan leader!
The three cats looked up, having heard the breath escape the warrior. It wasn't fear that held her glued to the spot, but the knowledge that if she ran back to tell Lionstar she would be leading two fully capable warriors and a half-trained apprentice into a virtually unguarded camp of exhausted cats.
Tallstar hissed and with a twitch of the WindClan leader's tail the two BoneClan cats were upon her. Hissing and spitting, Amberheart struggled to free herself from the claws of her opponents but to no avail. Thorn-sharp claws dug into her side and she yowled and twisted, scratching at Fangpaw's face. The young tom snarled and scratched back at hers, but with a blow to the side she managed to knock him off. Swiftkill flipped her onto her back and held her like that. With the BoneClan warrior standing over her, Amberheart felt small and weak.
Suddenly a light was blasted at the three fighting cats and she felt Swiftkill release her. This must be what it was like to die, she thought. Her eyes closed and she found she could no longer muster the strength to open them.
Back at Sunning Rocks the tables had turned. The cats at Fourtrees had joined in the battle and ThunderClan was getting tiered out. After their rude awakening it felt as if they hadn't even slept at all.
Finally Mistyfur threw off the warrior attacking her and took a few steps back, hackles raised. "ThunderClan, retreat! There will be time to win back this land later; in the meantime we have to rest!"
Yowls of protests met the ThunderClan deputy's words, but she ignored them and stumbled away from the battlefield, back into the forest.
The cats quieted down and followed, tails between their legs. Behind them, the victorious shouts of RiverClan could be heard. Sunning Rocks was theirs.
Mistyfur heard Cloudfoot pad up beside her. "Since before the time of Bluestar we have been able to protect Sunning Rocks from them. This is a sign. Perhaps it is the time of change." Said the warrior.
Mistyfur rounded on him, knocking the tom to the ground with a blow of her paw. "This BoneClan is wrong. ShadowClan must come back." She spat, then continued her way back to camp.
Cloudfoot glared at his deputy and got back to his paws, falling in at the end of the line of ThunderClan cats.
Mistyfur sighed; Cloudfoot was right about one thing, Sunning Rocks had belonged to ThunderClan since before Bluestar had even been born. Despite the countless times RiverClan had tried to claim it, ThunderClan had managed to protect their land. If it had been Lionstar fighting that battle she knew he would have won. She wished she could speak to StarClan about this, but it was only leaders that could go to the Moonstone and share dreams with StarClan.
The ThunderClan deputy looked up to the fading stars and sighed. "Are you trying to tell me I am not fit to be leader?"
One star twinkled, then faded into the early morning sky.