This is kind of what's been happening around Mountainclan. And also, I will be changing the title to this story soon just to let you guys know! It will be called Warriors of the Thundering Gorge. Hope you enjoy!
Today had been sad and joyful at the same time. On one paw, Blazingstorm had gotten his first apprentice. Mudpaw was a small brown tom, he seemed very proud to have Blazingstorm as his mentor, but he seemed rather cocky and arrogant as a first apprentice. On the other paw, Jaggedstar had lost his last life once the apprentice ceremony was over, he had leaped off the rock, fell and his head hit a sharp rock on the ground. Her father was the new leader with Sparrowtalon as the deputy. He had finally started to accept and like Blazingstorm, and had agreed to make him the next deputy, once Sparrowtalon retired; he was one of the most senior warriors.
*In Starclan*
Bloodtalon, you do not deserve to be leader of any clan, we will allow you to be leader, and called Bloodstar, but you do not have nine lives. Sparrowtalon will be injured soon, so you must make Blazingstorm deputy so that your legacy will survive.
Back at camp
There was a new warrior in the clan. He was apparently from Streamclan, so he said. He was always sitting on the side of camp, drawing lines on the ground, smiling malevolently. Silvermask always tried to avoid him, but it felt like every time she and Blazingstorm were separated he was staring at her, she just tried to ignore him. He was always muttering something about a Sun, Moon, and Mask. No one could talk to him, or he'd claw them. He would sit there, never sleeping, just plotting. He had been accepted into the Clan, because he knew things about Streamclan. The best question was, what was he doing here?
Cliffhanger (again!) Mwahaha!
~Silvermask and Moonstripe