Winter's POV

He went towards the Moor the long grasses and the cool breeze reminded him of the barren snow of the ice kingdom. He sniffed the air and walked deeper into the moor. Then he smelled more cats. He began to bristle. There was a group of them sprinting towards him. He couldn't take them all on by himself. So he decided not to act hostile.

"What are you doing here." Asked a black tom. He was with a brown tabby. A dark brown tom. And a small light grey tabby she-cat.

Who cares what these cats think? I should show them a thing or two.

"I don't know, you aren't the boss of where I go. I don't even know you."

Winter said scoffing, sounding completely superior to these cats.

"How dare-" The light grey she-cat was cut off by the black tom. She glared at him and tensed her haunches ready to pounce on Winter.

"Get off of our territory, rogue." The black cat said fiercely.

"Who're you calling a rogue you fleabag? Huh? Hmmm? Did I hurt your feelings? Well if you're picking a fight you're picking a fight with the wrong cat." Winter said smirking.

Unsheathing his long hooked claws. The grey she-cat could not contain herself and pounced on him. She clawed his flank and jumped up into the air and landed on his back. Wintershook her off in mere seconds and had her pinned.

She bit and clawed but he was too strong for her. There was fear in her eyes. Blood roared in his ears. Either me or her that's just the way it is. He raised a paw ready to end her life.

"Stop!" The black cat yowled and slammed into him, knocking the air out of him.

It took him a second to recover but that wasn't fast enough and this cat was stronger and bigger than him.

Then once another pound to the head was over, everything was dark and he felt as if he was being dragged. Red covered black and he was wide awake in seconds. He was bleeding out of his forehead. These cats weredragging him somewhere by the tail. He closed his eyes the darkness reaching in for him once again.

When he woke up he was being prodded in the head by a pretty golden tabby calico.

"Huh?" Winter asked.

"Who are you?" Winter asked hoarsely.

"I'm goldenleap the medicine cat of windclan." Goldenleap explained.

Clans must be like tribes I wonder who the queen is. Probably not as cold or intelligent as Queen Glacier, what's a medicine cat?

Goldenleap began to chew up a poultice for Winter.

"What are you doing?" Winter asked disgusted.

"I'm making a poultice for wound so it doesn't become infected." Goldenleap explained.

"Why are you helping me?" Winter asked confused.

"Deadstar, said that you're gonna be a clan member." Goldenleap said her eyes slitted with displease.

"What?" Winter asked.

"Who's Deadstar?" Winter asked.

"Our leader. He was the black tom that stopped you from killing Silverpaw."

"Oh."Winter replied.

I guess it's different here. I guess I can't go home. Moon isn't here. His heart was broken. She chose Qibli. It was her choice. He bent his head in defeat.

Then Deadstar walked in. "You've proved yourself a strong cat, rogue. Welcome to windclan. You will be apprenticed soon enough." He said gruffly Goldenleap and Deadstar shared a word and then Winter started going into his own little world.

"What's your name? I must give you a name if you are to be made a clan member. Do you want to keep it? If you do I fear your clanmates might judge you." Deadstar said in his big loud voice.

"Winter is my name. You can change it but pick something like it." He said with eyes slitted. Deadstar and Goldenleap shared another word, then Deadstar asked if I would come with him. Winter followed him out into a large shaft in the ground with little mounds in the ground large enough for a large group of cats to sleep in. Then there was a huge bush of vine and tall grasses molded together into a living space. It had looked warm and cozy in there. Deadstar jumped onto large stone edged into the ground.

"All cats gather for a clan meeting. Today we will be apprenticing a young strong cat from outside the clans. His name was once winter and now it will be icepaw. Webfoot, will you take on this apprentice?" Deadstar asked his voice echoing into the hills.

"No, I will not. He does not deserve to be in windclan. This fleabag has no code of honor. For starclan's, sake he tried to kill silverpaw!" Webfoot growled turning around to speak to the whole clan.

"He should prove his worth!" Said a tortoiseshell she-cat stepping up.

"We should have a competition! He could fight against the apprentices. No claws of course." Said the dark brown tom gruffly.

"Good idea, Mudclaw. Lets see if he could beat all of our apprentices at once. No claws. Sparrowpaw, silverpaw, Lilacpaw. The three apprentices jumped at him. He took them claws sheathed. Silverpaw leaped toward him and he jumped away. Lilacpaw jumped onto his back. He flipped her over with such swift movements he was in awe of himself. While he was taking care of lilacpaw, Sparrowpaw had jumped onto his back. Silverpaw was trying to make him lose his balance, she was gnawing at his back legs. He shook himself. Lilacpaw, went limp. Winter already knew that trick. While he was focused on the other two. Lilacpaw, slithered out from under him and went to help Silverpaw.

"Enough!" Deadstar yowled.

TO BE CONTINUED…. Sorry for the late update