CLANLIFE
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.
WELCOME TO THUNDERCLAN - Highrock - Sunset
"All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather here beneath the Highrock for a Clan meeting!"
Lionstar's voice rang out across the clearing of ThunderClan camp. Cats returning from hunting and apprentice training joined the ready-present cats under the great rock. When the Clan had gathered Lionstar began.
"Today I am going to appoint two new warriors as well as two new apprentices. Midnight and Stella have been kitty-pets all their lives. They have, however, learned about the Clans from the mad ex-deputy of WindClan." With a twitch of his tail he summoned Midnight up to the Highrock. "From now until you receive your warrior name you will be known as Shadowpaw. Amberheart, you were once Firestar's own apprentice. He has trained you well and I hope that you will pass on all you have learned from our leader who now rests in StarClan to Shadowpaw."
Shadowpaw hopped down from the rock and touched noses with Amberheart. "Good luck." She said to him. Her apprentice's eyes were shining with hope and excitement and Amberheart hoped that he would grow to be a great warrior like Firestar someday, for the dead ThunderClan leader was also once a kitty-pet.
Again Lionstar twitched his tail. This time Stella hopped up onto the rock. "From now until you receive your warrior name you will be known as Hopepaw. Greyclaw, you were once a loner and have never had a mentor in our Clan, but I hope you will pass on the knowledge of forest life and the strength granted to you by StarClan to this young apprentice."
Hopepaw hopped down from the rock and padded over to her mentor. They touched noses and Greyclaw gave her a friendly nudge, then they both looked back up to the Highrock.
"Now, we also have two apprentices who are ready for their warrior names. Cloudypaw and Greypaw have trained under the watchful eyes of Daytail and Coldpelt. They have proved themselves to be talented warriors who will serve ThunderClan well. Cloudypaw, from this day on you will be known as Cloudysky. Greypaw, from this day on you will be known as Greysong."
The two cats leaped down from the rock and let the other cats congratulate them while Mudpaw and Darkpaw glared at the two warriors.
"At least they won't be able to bother us." Mudpaw pointed out half-heartedly.
"But now we're going to have to share the den with these kitty-pets!" Snapped Darkpaw, storming off into the apprentices den.
Cloudysky sat next to Greysong, guarding the camp in silence. They could hear the sounds of the cats moving around in their sleep and the occasionally hoot of an owl and other creatures that hunted in the night. Neither cat spoke, both afraid to break their vigil. They were to remain quiet all night. Every once in a while Cloudysky felt Greysong nudge him as he began to doze off. His friend never seemed to tire and always appeared alert. This made Cloudysky feel safe, as if his friend would always be able to protect him.
Finally a light crept into the sky and the cats began to stir. By the time the sun was visible it seemed that every cat in the Clan had woken.
"I'm glad that's over!" Exclaimed Cloudysky, shaking the dew from his fur.
Greysong nodded his agreement and the two cats raced to the warriors den. The two cats lay down in the moss and fell immediately asleep.
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"They look tiered." Snorted Amberheart as she and Greyclaw ate. Greyclaw nodded or his mouth was too stuffed with fresh-kill to say anything. Laughing, Amberheart got to her paws and stretched.
"We should go out training out apprentices. I'd like to head over to Fourtrees and give them a little tour of the Clan." She explained. Greyclaw nodded, struggling to swallow his massive mouthful. "Okay. I'll go wake them up."
He stretched, then padded over to the apprentices den. Peering inside he saw Hopepaw and Shadowpaw curled up together at the far side of the small den. Darkpaw and Mudpaw had taken over the spots that Cloudysky and Greysong had once slept in.
Greyclaw slipped into the den, being careful to keep quiet so he didn't wake the two eldest apprentices. He reached over and prodded Hopepaw with his paw. The apprentice groaned and rolled over.
"Wake up!" He hissed, poking her again.
Hopepaw squeaked, waking Shadowpaw as well, and got to her paws.
"We're going training. Go get something to eat." Commanded Greyclaw, leaving the den, closely followed by the two young apprentices.
They ate quickly and met their mentors beside the gorse tunnel.
"Today we're going to take you over to Fourtrees and hunt around there, then we'll give you a tour of the area on our way back." Instructed Amberheart. "Let's go."
The four cats made their way out of the camp and around towards Fourtrees.
Greyclaw quickened his pace so that he was walking next to Amberheart. "You don't really want to go training. You want to see if the BoneClan cats are still there." He said.
Amberheart nodded. "Yes. I'm worried about what they might do to our Clan. I want to find them."
"You're going to get in trouble. We're supposed to be training our apprentices, not chasing rouges." Said Greyclaw sternly.
"I know, Grey, but it's for the Clan." Said Amberheart. "I'll help train them too; I just want a look around."
Greyclaw shook his head. "Alright, but you're going to get yourself in trouble too."
"Not if I find them and bring them back." She added, and dashed off towards Fourtrees.
"Wait!" Called Greyclaw, signaling with his tail for the apprentices to keep up, then dashed off after her.
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It was sunhigh before the defeated cats of ThunderClan made their way back into the Clan camp. The group was lead by Mistyfur, who was a mess. Her long tortishell fur had been torn out in some places, revealing bloody scratched she'd received during the battle.
"We lost. All of our cats survived, but in the end there were too many; Sunning Rocks belongs to RiverClan right now." She sighed and shook her head, making her way over to Snowtail's den. On her way there she was intercepted by Lionstar.
"Mistyfur, when the cats recover I need to send a couple of spies into ShadowClan territory. I feel BoneClan is up to something, especially after what we learned about WindClan."
Mistyfur nodded. "I respect your decision, but wouldn't it be better to have loners do the job? They would scent ThunderClan and know it was us."
Lionstar frowned. She was right, of course. BoneClan would scent them if they sent their own warriors. "ThunderClan can't trust loners by themselves." He pointed out.
"Then we'll send one of the cats who just got back from the battle to lead them. Our scent will be mingled with both ThunderClan and RiverClan. I'll go find Flash and Blood. They'll do. Patchpelt will lead. She's the strongest warrior we can spare." Said Mistyfur, and without waiting for a reply she ran from the camp.
Lionstar watched her go and smiled. Despite how worried he was about his injured deputy, he had to admit she was a good choice for the position. Meanwhile he wanted to make an alliance with RiverClan. After Amberheart's report about WindClan seeing the two BoneClan cats he knew they would need to make allies if they wanted to defeat the two Clans.
He turned to find Darkpaw standing right behind him, her face set in a determined look.
"I want to help too. I want to help ThunderClan and I hate this punishment. We need more warriors, you know that."
Lionstar nodded. The apprentice was right; the Clan did need more warriors. "Your punishment has officially been lifted. Go get Mudpaw and roll in some fox dung, then go to the Thunderpath and wait there for Mistyfur her recruits."
"Yes, Lionstar!"
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When they arrived at Fourtrees the first thing Amberheart saw was an orange tabby tom stretched out across the highrock. He had been asleep moments ago, but woke when he heard the four cats.
"Hullo!" He said brightly, twitching his tail in greeting. "What do we have here? A group of Clankitties?"
Greyclaw and Amberheart had never seen this cat before, but Hopepaw and Shadowpaw appeared to recognize him, and he seemed to know who they were too. He descended from the rock and touched noses with them.
"Hi, Flash! We're Shadowpaw and Hopepaw now." Piped Shadowpaw excitedly.
"I guess that crazy cat's yapping finally paid off!" He laughed, pawing the younger tom playfully. He then looked up at Amberheart and his smile evaporated. "You should thank me. I lead the two-legs here when I saw you being attacked."
"Thanks. But how did you- You know about BoneClan?"
He nodded, but said no more, instead his eyes suddenly widened at something behind them. The cats turned to see Mistyfur and a thin albino tom. He looked no older then six moons, and was probably the scrawniest cat any of them had ever seen.
Ignoring Amberheart, Greyclaw and the apprentices, Mistyfur padded up to Flash.
"ThunderClan needs you. Lionstar requests you head to the Thunderpath with me on a special mission to infiltrate BoneClan."
With a look at Amberheart, Flash smiled. "Of course. Anything to rid this forest of BoneClan."
"Patchpelt will be leading you," Continued Mistyfur. "She's the strongest warrior we can spare."
"Patchpelt?" Blurted Amberheart, shocked. Greyclaw nudged her and shot her a look, but it was already too late to take it back.
"Yes, Patchpelt. She'll do fine; she wasn't made a warrior for nothing." Said Mistyfur calmly. "You'd better get back to your training now. Come. She'll be waiting."
The group watched the cats disappear back into ThunderClan territory. "Wow." Gasped Shadowpaw, breaking the silence that had fallen over the group. "I can't wait to be a warrior."