Heya's! I'm new to writing stories and even newer to fanfic, so just bare with me and my mistakes please. Just for a little tip, there are five Clans: IceClan, SandClan, JungleClan, CityClan, and KillerClan.
Prologue
The Making Of…
This was ridiculous, the IceClan leader thought furiously. Why should she, the leader, have to endure this endless inurnment? Why is it that she is the one to do the waiting in the painful brush? And why, for StarClans does it have to be in the dead of the night? Alas, Moonstar knew the answer. Her young lover was of another Clan, a Clan that she did not belong to…
Moonstar heard a rustling in the thick forest air. Claws unsheathed the IceClan leader prepared for attack. She let out a low growl from the back of her throat. She wouldn't go down without a fight. A sleek black coat leaped out from the brush. Moonstar relaxed as she saw her pursuers face.
"Moonstar…" Streetsnob trailed off, she looked so beautiful in the gleaming moonlight.
With as much dignity as she could possible muster, Moonstar walked out of her thorny confinement. At the sight of her handsome Streetsnob, the IceClan leader lost all thoughts and bounded over to the tom. Moonstar attacked Streetsnob playfully, as if a kit again, almost a kit in love…
"What took you so long? The leader growled. "I've been waiting f—"
CityClan's deputy shushed her. He looked at her with sad green eyes. The looked… so lonely, so afraid, so alone. But that couldn't be possible, not with Moonstar around… Right?
The black tom sighed. "Blackwing is starting to get suspicious of my doings. Or in other words, if he knows what's going on between the two of us… They'll be war. Smogstar, my leader, would probably have my hide"
"I know who your mouse brained leader is!" Snapped Moonstar, afraid were this was going.
Streetsnob sighed, this wasn't going to be easy. She'll accuse him of something, and probably declare war on his Clan. There has got to be a different way… The deputy took one swift look at his love's face, he'd need a lot of convincing if he wanted to see the day of morn once again.
"Look, I love you as much as you do. But I have to put my clan first, before my own happiness. You of all cats should know this, Moonstar." There, he had said it. Streetsnob braced himself for an attack.
Moonstar opened her mouth to say something cruel, but nothing came out. Secretly, she knew the tom was right. The Clan did come first.
"I see." Was all The IceClan leader said. There were tears in her eyes
Kneading the damp moss unconsciously, the she-cat looked up at the full moon. "If we'll never… Will… Lets just have one more night together." Moonstar suggested.
The light finally came back into Streetsnob's eyes. "Yes… Yes… Come my darling, our last night awaits." He mewed most satisfyingly.
The two cats walked silently into the forest, forever making something that would forever bind them together…
