Here it is! Check out my first story, The Twoleg of the Clans. I finished it, and it is good.
Prologue
ShadowClan warriors raced back and forth in the ThunderClan camp. Cats battled furiously.
A ShadowClan warrior raced over to a tabby tom, Brackenfur. His fangs flew into his throat and he collapsed onto the ground.
"NO!" Sorreltail raced over to her mate. Brackenfur lay unmoving in the sand.
His eyes flew open and he blinked up at Sorreltail.
"Storm and snow, the small, must help the large, or all the Clans will be destroyed." He gave a jerk and was still.
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The nursery was silent, only one cat lay in the den, her sides heaved as she fought for breath. A WindClan warrior crouched beside her. "You'll be fine Leafpool," He whispered.
"Crowfeather," Leafpool rasped. A tiny silver body squeaked when it smelled the milk. Crowfeather leaped forward and began to lick it to warm it up. Another one came, this time red and finally a tiny smoky gray one, with white paws, that was mottled with silver blue spots.
"Streamkit, Sunkit, and Rainkit," Leafpool decided, laying her tail gently on each kit's back.
"Your kits!" Crowfeather exclaimed. Suddenly there was a shriek of terror from outside and he rushed out, leaving Leafpool all alone in the warm nursery.
Suddenly a big red tom cat lumbered in. Leafpool yowled in terror, trying to shield her kits from the big claws. He slashed at Streamkit and blood trickled from the tiny cat's neck.
The ShadowClan warrior's claws slashed onto Sunkit, and she bled two. One of the toms claws sliced over Rainkit's left eye, and then he lumbered out.
Leafpool wailed and she nudged Streamkit and Sunkit. They were dead. Only Rainkit was alive, but she barely breathed.
A tortoiseshell she cat entered the nursery. Her claws tore into Leafpool's throat, and she left.
The last thing Leafpool saw was Rainkit. "Live on, young one," She whispered, and died.
That was only the prologue and I know it was awful. But chapter one will hopefully be better.