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.
TO THE RESCUE - Mothermouth - Moonhigh
Blood opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep waiting for the others, and Flash was here now and Patchpelt was pacing a few tail-lengths away, ranting on about how Lionstar and the rest of the Clan would hate her even more if she told them that she'd lost the apprentices. They still hadn't returned and it was moonhigh now. Flash had suggested many times that she give up waiting and come back to ThunderClan but she simply ignored him and went on pacing.
Finally she proclaimed; "I'm going after them."
They stared at her. It was obvious she was incapable of doing so; she was limping badly and one of her ears was a little torn. Scratches marked her back and anyone sane could see she was not fit to go off searching for two lost apprentices. For all they knew Darkpaw and Mudpaw were just running farther away from home.
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And that was exactly what they were doing, or more, what they were going to do. Right now the two of them were lying far north of BoneClan in the rolling hills where twolegs harvested crops during leaf-fall.
"Mudpaw, come on. We have to get back!" Called Darkpaw impatiently.
"Darkpaw, we can't. All there is in every direction is hills, hills and more hills!" He was right, though. All either of them could see were hills and each other, no matter what direction they looked in. They both just ran out here then collapsed when they could run no more and they didn't even know where they came from. Suddenly a thought struck Mudpaw. "Maybe we don't have to go back. Maybe ShadowClan came this way and we can go find them."
Darkpaw glared at him. "What kind of mouse-brained fool are you? We're not going to run out in whatever direction and hope to find ShadowClan! I think home is this way, so this is where we're going." She snapped and set off. Mudpaw, knowing it could be the way to ShadowClan, followed without resistance.
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Patchpelt sighed. She had reached the outskirts of BoneClan territory and the sun was just coming up. How stupid was she? Running after two apprentices out into the distance, farther then any Clan cat had ever been. She shivered at the thought. She was just running away from her problems, but they were just getting bigger as she ran, like a snowball rolling through the snow towards her. She had to go back, she knew. She turned and padded back across the Thunderpath. Wait, the Thunderpath! It ran up through the hills and if she followed it she would never get lost. Monsters rarely turned off onto this one, of it would be safe to walk along it for a while.
Excitement burning in her chest, Patchpelt padded onto the cold black surface and started off into the sunrise.
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"Cloudysky! Wake up and go gather some fresh-kill. Rustpelt's kits just arrived and you're the only one who hasn't got something to do." Snapped Mistyfur, pawing him roughly into consciousness. Greysong was gone, probably off on patrol or another hunting party. Today it seemed the whole Clan was busy.
He nodded and slipped out of the den and padded to Sunning Rocks. It was only when he arrived there that he remembered that this was RiverClan territory now and his heart sank. Suddenly a grey blue hit him in the side, pinning him to the ground. In a moment he recognized it as Featherpaw.
"Featherpaw!" He gasped. In her shock he managed to knock her off. "I forgot this was RiverClan now. I'm Cloudysky."
"Oh. So you got your warrior name too. I'm Featherheart." She explained. "And I'm busy. I need to hunt for RiverClan. Just in case you forgot, yours is ThunderClan." She flashed a rude smile, dismissing Cloudysky.
He glared at her then left. Who knew that she would turn into such an obnoxious warrior? Hopefully the others weren't so rude.
"What are you doing here?"
Cloudysky turned back to see that Lionstar and Greysong had just crossed back onto Sunning Rocks, flanked by Smoothpaw and another RiverClan tom with long grey pelt. "Lionstar was just talking to Riverstar. She wanted me and Smoothwater to guide them back." Explained the older tom.
"Cloudysky!" Exclaimed Smoothwater and hurried over to him. "Lionstar recognized me and told me about you and Greysong. I can't believe we're all warriors now. Dustpaw is still an apprentice though. His mentor died in the flood so he's a little behind, but he should be a warrior by the next Gathering."
Cloudysky smiled, but he knew it was more important to learn what Lionstar had been talking to Riverstar. "Smoothwater, what was Lionstar talking about? Do you know anything more about BoneClan?"
Smoothwater shook his head. "I'm not supposed to talk about RiverClan's suspicions, and I don't really know what they were talking about, just that they agreed on something and Riverstar is going to announce it to the Clan."
"Okay. Well, I'd better get back to hunting. See you." The two friends touched noses and went their separate ways. Cloudysky was too curious to hunt, though, so he quickly dug up a burrow and caught a scrawny mouse before heading back to camp.
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Lionstar was worried. Flash and Blood had explained what had happened; the sabotage at Carrionplace, the disappearance of the apprentices, and Patchpelt's running away. The apprentices were the only ones who knew why Carrionplace was being guarded, though the loners did tell Lionstar about the strange scent.
The ThunderClan leader sighed, suddenly looking old to the two toms. "I can't send more of my warriors in." He said, more to himself then to Blood and Flash. "But we have to find out more... Flash, go get me Mistyfur. Then you two can take your reward and leave. Thank you again."
The two cats nodded and backed out of the den. Blood set off for the fresh-kill pile to get his share while Flash went off to find Mistyfur. She was in the nursery with a tortishell she-cat. When Flash entered she looked up. "Lionstar wants you."
She nodded and slipped out silently, padding over to her leader's den. "Lionstar?"
"I'll name the kits in a moment. I made and alliance with RiverClan. Our Clans are now allied against BoneClan. Patchpelt and the apprentices are gone. Flash reported it. She ran off after them.
Something's going on at Carrionplace but only the apprentices know what it is. Blood suspects they're all up in the hills north of ShadowClan's former territory." Sighed Lionstar.
"What should we do? We can't leave them there. They'll never find their way back!" Exclaimed Mistyfur worriedly.
"I'm going to the Moonstone. I'll take Shadowpaw and Hopepaw; they have to make the journey sometime anyways, and I want Greysong to come along too. Could you go tell them? I'll see to the kits.
"Lionstar padded worriedly out of his den and into the nursery where Rustpelt lay with her three young kits. One of them was a small orange tom, the runt of the litter who Lionstar named Smallkit. There was also a white she-kit with black paws who Lionstar decided to call Moonkit and lastly a black tom with orange rings around his paws and tail. His ears were also flecked with orange and Lionstar called him Firekit. It had been a while since there had been any kits in the nursery, seeing as the flood had whiped them all out, but Lionstar was glad to see new life beginning in the Clan.
After the naming he left the nursery and hopped into the Highrock and proceeded to call for his Clan, which soon gathered beneath the ancient stone.
"Mudpaw, Darkpaw and Patchpelt are gone. Patchpelt has most likely set off in search of the apprentices, but we hear that they have travelled into the hills beyond ShadowClan territory. I am going to the Moonstone tonight to share dreams with StarClan. I have requested the apprentices along with Greysong come along, so Mistyfur will be in charge of the camp until I return.
"ThunderClan has also untied with RiverClan for affairs concerning BoneClan. They will stand by our side to aid our Clan until this threat has passed. That does not allow anyone hunting rights in our territory, therefore RiverClan and ThunderClan boarder patrols will continue." Lionstar bobbed his head to his Clan and hopped down from the Highrock, then padded off into the Medicine Cat's den.