Here the new updated chapter with some oc's thrown in.

Four Cats arose overlooking a stream that fell over rocks and flowed toward flat grounds. An orange tom scurried over an open moor with a pond at the moors center. The moor was empty all except a pond at the center, and a tall tree by the pond. Other then those two landmarks it was wide and hilly, a huge grassland. It wasn't so big it looks intimidating but big enough to support clan life. The tomcats fur ruffled in the wind, he was at peace. The cat's eyes where closed. Under his breath, he mumbled, "we made it Brightstar, we're all here, even though we suffered loose.".

The moor looked healthy and free. The grasses yellow like dry tone matched Risestar's, dull creme pelt. The moor matched the leader as he swayed with the grass. He played on the prairie land looking up towards the sun. The sun-soaked the cats face with a warm feeling of satisfaction. He was peacefully laying in the grassland when a hawks call startle the young tom, and he jumped to his feet. A hawk was watching over the cluster of cats, there was barely a handful left of the cats from when they started their journey.

The cats sat in the field in peace while the leaders discussed territory and other issues. Risestar carefully gazed across the bunch of clan leaders. He was focused on his clan, but a friendly look from the shadowclan leader caught him off gaurd. The shadowclan leader was a good friend of Risestar's. Risestar was a halfclan cat. His mother was in windclan, and his father was of shadowclan. His mother was an eld queen to the clan still kickin around. Her name was spottedear. Although his father, Timidshadow did sadly jopin starclan during the trails rock slide. Risestar still was as strong as ever.

The hawk was getting antsy waiting for the cats so is was beginning to swoop down. Ruth collected a live mouse, though it wasn't live for long. She killed the mouse and placed it by the pond on windclan undecided "territory". The hawk caught glimpse of the prey but ignored it. The hawk was eyeing up the two kits by warriors for the other clan hevaliy gaurded them. Both Bridgekit and Barkkit were important to the clans.

After the huge bird saw the kits gaurded, it went for the mouse instead. The hawk was easily distracted and swooped for the mouse, it had it. It had it but, didn't see Ruththorn behind him. She lunged out and drowned the bird soaking it in the pond. Among her thought, she spoke aloud. "First blood to spill, one of prey, the other is taken to rest far away.". Ruth was drenched in blood. Her lighter cream fur stained beyond.

The clan cats cheered for her, her fur felt hot under all the complements that arose from the clan. Once they settled down a cry ran from a carrying queen. Four medicine cats rush over to her and moments later the kits of shadowedrose and an unknown tom where born. She pointed to a grey kit,

"This is greykit of thunderclan." She meawed proudly but tiredly. She then fixed her gaze over to a grey tuxedo kitten.

"This is sweetkit" Shadowed rose paused the kit before she yowled.

"Starclan why, why must my kit have a face like that. Her teeth and jaw, how gross" Shadowedrose turned away from her kit then mumbled something before she fell asleep due to, the large amount of exhaustion.

Though shadowedrose was doubtful of her kit she still loved her. Although she fell asleep before she saw her third kit, she still was in love with them all.

But starclan saw something in the first and third, a Medicine cat and an ambitious one. The thirds future was out of starclan reach, it had a future of its own to succeed or fail in.

soon as Shadowedrose awoke the following day she was brought a gopher and saw the third kit. She couldn't even find a name for it, maybe she would wait longer to name it.

Scarpaw of Shadow clan was quite spiky around windclan. They could all tell his apprentice angst was beginning to form an unhealthy relationship with cats out of the clans. His father towered behind the small ginger apprentice. His father was almost an exact replica of the ginger toms bone structure. Shadowface through was big and black and very numb to feelings.

Scarpaw was told he was pure to one clan, shadowclan. Deep down he truly knew his mother was not Waspwillow. Instead, it was Mistedsun, a windclan warrior. She had Scrapaws fur, his short like tail, and was the only cat Shadowface would look less like a statue around. He was a furious apprentice, he was a litter of one, and a halfclan cat aswell. This ached in the young tom, and someday he told himself "I will rip mistedsuns face off.".

Scarpaw might have had a sibling if it wasn't for him absorbing the other kitten. This is why he has a black blotch on his chest, it is a constant reminder to mistedsun of Night kit her baby half kit. The black blotch wasn't the only thing that was to belong to Nightkit, Scarpaws soft green eye was Nightkits. The green eye was soft and kind, unlike the Amber eye that was, Sharp, cold and violent. Mistedsun's soft side of her rough and prickly mostly ginger tom-cat was her butiful black kit.

Hatred fumes in the cat's eyes every time he sees the young tom leaders fooling around along the prairie. The two leaders were closer then brothers thought their clan were divided. Scarpaw knew this meant that they would share borders with windclan.

Pebblestar was watched closely by Nightstream, the deputy she took place. His leader left him with no power, and he was growing jealous. Pebblestar felt the heat and embarrassment from the clan. She knew Nightstream should have been the next leader, but somehow the leader left her. She was a just finished training warrior to lead. She came as a kittypet but stayed with the clans and learned their ways.

Then Fernstar left Pebblestar to lead Thunderclan. Her deputy was Slatetuft, she chose him because he was like Nightstream, but was better tempered. He also didn't hold a grudge against her.

The medicine cat Brightpetel truly was there to support her and the clan. Brightpetals temperament wasn't understanding but she was useful for advice. Brightpetal is bitter although Rootberry is the opposite. Rootberry understands calm and a good healer. Not to say Brightpetal isn't a good healer, just actions speak louder than words.

Meetings took place almost every night, and if it wasn't a gathering then it was a large hunting patrol. Almost all the cats agreed that life was better here. Although they liked it the way it had been, the clan would separate back to their origins. Odds and ends of clanmate might try to join the other clans. It's not hard to see lots of cross clan romance but it makes sense.

The leaders who had not yet place deputy's had done so. During the midst of dawn. Pathstar took his new mate Flowertrail as his deputy. FlowerTrail is a lot younger than Pathstar, and yet she seems to be getting bigger. The clan believes she's pregnant but no one is sure.

Sprucestar took in a new deputy, his last one was covered during the rockslide. Stumptail is the new deputy to shadowclan. Sprucestar truly wanted to name Speckledleaf deputy, but she already has the role in the clan to play. She's a medicine cat although, Sprucestar still showed affection towards her, the same affection as he showed to Risestar.

Risestar was debating, he had a hard time thinking who to choose. Taloncall, a seasoned warrior, or Silvermist half clan cat, though now fiercely loyal to Windclan. In the end, Risestar chose Taloncall, only because he has patience. Silvermist is an on edge cat with a sharp tongue and equal claws.

And as for Pebblestar though she already picked a deputy, it was Slatetuft.

Two warriors of Tunderclan caught up recently, it turns out they had managed to unbury themselves from the rock slide. The warriors where Feathersong a silver she-cat with enchanting golden eyes. The other warrior to emerge from the rockslide was Dappleleaf, a calico she-cat with balance issues because of the rockslide that damaged her tail. Her eyes where an enriched amber and a paler amber.

When Dappleleaf and Feathersong rejoined the clans, Ruththorn darted by and shouted something abruptly. "The light and the dark combined one will falter the blue" Ruth yowled before spontaneously shaking. The shaking she brushed it up to, the wind is cold. Ever since then Speckledleafs been quite anxious. Why should she be? Ruth spits prophecies out, right, left, and center.

It's not hard to see that Speckledleaf thinks she's the blue, and she could be bright but the combined, who is the parents? Is there any way to prevent this, or will it just run its course? If she knew the mother maybe she could change their mind or was the combined one already here?

Speckledleaf truly thinks she's the blue. She has blue fur. Although many cats have blue pelts. Speckledleaf is just a very cautious, and now paranoid she-cat.

A beautiful blue pelted she-cat crept up to a lush growing forest. A forest of spruce and pine and other dark coloured trees, soon the medicine cat was followed by their leader, Sprucestar. Sprucestar looked and the medicine cat with a warm smile, before darting to the flat land. Sprucestar rolled in the field alongside Risestar. Sprucestars pelt stuck out from the prairie. Although his lively green eyes matched the forest.

The blue she-cat smile down at the two leaders who were acting like kits. She shook the two cats from her thoughts before going to tell shadowclan they found a nice place to set up camp. Speckledleaf padded away to see shadowclan, her clan.

Stumptail, shrewleap, waterbreeze,fallenwing,waspwillow, mosswhisper, marshsploch and shadowed face were all ready to go. Scarpaw was not, the apprentice had a sharp glare in his eye. A glare was deep and definable from the sun's reflectance. His fur sparkled, and he walked with a bounce over to Mistedsun.

before he left he approached Mistedsun. He touched his paw to her tired face. Once he laid a paw on her, Mistedsuns face lit up like a fireflies butt. Soon as her guard was off, Scarpaw betrayed the she-cat. He drew a claw along her throat. He did so in a single swift moment. Ruththorn of Pathclan was quick to realize and lept to aid her.

Mistedsun began to bleed and her spirit tried to slip away, she held onto life and Ruththorn rushed to Mistedsun and dabbed it with moss before a patch of some spiderweb. She sighed and held her throat with love. Her son was a very bold, and strong apprentice.

Shadowface looked extremely exasperated, he was looking down at his son. Looking at him although his eyes were on the dirt. Scarpaw scoffed at the tom attempt to lecture his son. He didn't care all he needed to know was the she-cat was gone. On the way to the new territory, the clan gazed at usual and bizarre things.

They past trail clan on the way to their territory, trailclan lent them some prey. Scarpaw was picky and wouldn't eat it, so Their deputy Stumptai shoved the prey down his throat. After the prey was gone he publicly embarrassed the apprentice saying...

" Oh I'm sorry we just got this apprentice, his traiing is not yet to a clear point. If you would like him to carry the prey to camp for you, I'm not holding him back" The deputy looked up the lead of the patrol it was a dark blue she-cat. It was Echowhisper, but she died or so they thought.

She wasn't dead she only waited at the rock pile waiting for her mother to resurface. Only a dream of her mother from starclan sent her back to the clans, broken-hearted. Her mother told her…

I'm here in starclan and watch peacefully over you. Now you must return, return to the clans before it's too late… brought up trough a dark face, lied to and hurt wounded and broken help him up. With that, the dream faded and she returned to the clans.

Scarpaw looked up the she-cat, a beautiful she-cat she was in his eyes. He mumbled thank you to her. Moss whisper overhear and began to tease.

"Is scarpaw grateful? At least once before he dies, your father is not happy with you why would he be you are his son. I'd have left you with your mother in Windclan." The she-cat mocked and with a sudden twist of words, the clan was fighting amongst themselves. And Riverclan was dragged into the mix.

Shadowface was the first to fight he leaped at Mosswhisper. Then they all just fought until they stopped, a fox had been watching them. Echowhisper was the first to hear it. The cats couldn't smell, due to the rich scent of blood. Most of the cats darted up the tree but two were left on the ground. Fateclaw and Mosswhisper. Fateclaw noticed the fox and told the she-cat to run. She didn't, but Fateclaw did. The she-cat landed a striking attack on the fox. Another blow came from her and the fox. Mosswhispers's stomach was exposed and the fox bit her lighter brown underbelly her lively green eyes went still.

The fox staggered off and ran over the edge of the mountain plummeting to a rocky peak. The clan cats lost sight of them, all they knew was yet another warrior was dead. With heavy feet, the cats made their way back to camo, Shadow clan to the new one. Windclan was home to river clan for now…

Who was that apprentice why did he keep looking at me, Why did the clan burst into battle? Is it always like this? The small tom seemed to be in so much misery, I can understand that if he calls those cats his clan…

Echowhisper was wondering deep in her thoughts, she looked at her wound. A deep cut gouge, The bite of her father. Fateclaw, this was what he left for her. One nice deep … Scar.

Pathstar the eldest looking cat hobbled towards a lakes beach, the wide lake was massive. All the leaders gazed in awe at the lake. They thought the lake was nice but stayed where they were. Pathstar did agree that the lake could be for community use, but they would have to make their own entrance to the lake.

Ruththorn hurried her kits to Pathstar, Ruth was a medicine cat but an unusual one. She believed in starclan, but not their rules, she knew other terrains medicine and knew sky landmarks. Ruth believes it's time the clans move on. Move on to free and life worthy time, a time where destinies aren't controlled by starclan so much. These were the rules of the past now it's time for new ones to rise.

Within her reasoning, she bore kits of her own, and balance her duties and kits. Everyone was shocked. This made the clan realize the rules are outdated and unfair.

the cats looked at each other over from the lands they sat on it was time for a new generation of cats. A new generation of Warriors, and Medicine cats, and leaders, deputies to. this was the time that the cats would arise. Form forces and be able to fight their own battles. they all would be living on the lands under the watch of starclan, but their lives will change and become independent. the cats now control their own destinies, and starclan can see the future end war and warn the Clans when great Darkness is scheming.

" On the prairies is home on the wide-open land. Under the hot sun, though we will no longer keep the name that was written in the stars, we are no longer Windclan from now on will be known as SunClan. in from this place of the meeting we sit. Now start the future, join me and we all will be able to love and to be loved by our clanmates" after Risestar spoke there was a but there was a ripple of chatter that waved over the group of cats next to speak what's Sprucestar.

" here I stand on this rock it took a while for me to get here, and one nine lives lost along the way. but yet here I stand still strong as ever, same as the spruce tree I was named after. I hope got my dearest Branchstar finds a way up to the stars, for I hope he is at peace with himself, hope he can lay at peace knowing that we made it to our new territory, we're here, this is home" Sprucestar smiled is broad shoulders wide his fur glistening against the sunbeams, he smiled kindly down to the other clans cats after he had said the speech he paused, smiled then continued

" here I stand Here I Beneath The Sky, I'm still not sure why we must leave starclan. For it has guided us along the way, though I'm a believer I still must say, the name of our origin died at the old territory. Now that we live here we are no longer shadowclan, we will not face the Shadows that lurked upon our souls, our new name will be General and hard to judge at first, we're will be known as logClan." Spruce star stepped back from a top where he stood. he backed away signalling that he was done speaking. Pebblestar was the next to speak.

" We're often known as the hero Clan, we've saved other clans when they were in need, but we will need a new name to go by. this is the new generation the old is out end the news in, I know I'm not trusted by most of you and you're unsure why, why FernstarLeft me as deputy instead of your well-trained night stream. if you ask me I believe Nightstream did deserve to lead, but the Stars told me themselves they refused to let anyone else lead. See me here, and I stand to represent you. I hope you're fine with this, and Trust Fernstars judgment. I would never doubt a leader's choice. Beyond that, I believe we need to go on with a newer name. that name being StoneClan, I do not name this after myself, I've named it after the land we stand on for our territory is a pile of rocks." She looked down with a large pause then looked to Pathstar.

"I'm here still go I'm unsure why I was not lead up to the Stars yet all the fellow leaders from the past territory, have left us. I am grateful and I'm glad to see the new territory. I'm proud of this, and I'm proud of my clanmates. I hope for the future and the clan survives through leaf-bare. Since the majority of the Clans have chosen a new name I believe it is time for us to move on. Move to another name as well. Past As Riverclan now we stand together as trailclan, this clan is the end of the trail we took, it brought us closer together though we lost leaders along the way and countless Warriors. We still stand strong, as ever, so in this memory. In memory to remember the trail, we took, from our past to the Future" Pathstar the wise cat stepped down and a ripple of cheers ran through the Gathering. Not soon after that, the cats of the clans went to their new territories. To the new land to start from the bottom and go up.