Taigaclan's challenge! Here it is! Original characters by meh. I do not own Warriors.

Warning Signs

Yarrowmoon stirred in her sleep. She saw cats crying out in pain, pools of blood everywhere, cats who were once mates murdering each other. Yarrowmoon turned around and saw another cat slit her throat. Then she woke up and walked carefully, careful not to step on anyone, and headed outside the warriors' den. It was still night, the claw-moon was still out, giving light to her dilute tortoiseshell fur but the moon was beginning to set. Yarrowmoon sighed and went back to her nest.

"I am not joking Ryewing!" Yarrowmoon cried. Of course you don't believe me, of all cats, Yarrowmoon thought.

"Fine. If your vision was true, why didn't Starclan sent me it themselves?" Ryewing replied. He smirked when Yarrowmoon couldn't come up with an explanation.

"Do you think I have power over Starclan's choices? No, I don't! That's your problem, not mine. Watch your clan suffer if you can't heed to this!" Yarrowoon spat. She stalked out of the medicine den and as she caught the sneers of Wildclaw and Jumpnose.

"Wow, what a loser." Wildclaw meowed.

"Yeah, Yarrowmoon is just looking for attention." Jumpnose added on. Yarrowmoon hissed at them and stalked out of camp. She went to the lake and took a sip of water but as she did, she saw red in the water. Suddenly her reflection disappeared and reappeared in a starry form. She jumped and coughed out the water which started to taste rancid. She wanted to tell everyone, but she started thinking about the clan and how no one would believe her. Yarrowmoon took a nap by the lake and didn't wake up until a patrol came.

"Yarrowmoon, what are you doing sleeping by the lake?" the deputy Daffodilcloud demanded. "Why aren't you helping Thunderclan?" Yarrowmoon was startled and looked up at the rude face of the deputy.

"I just wanted time to myself." Yarrowmoon mewed.

"Oh, like anyone was crowding around you diva." Daffodilcloud's patrol snickered behind her. "Get back to camp you lot." Yarrowmoon stood up and shoved her way through the patrol. But when she looked back, blood was under their paws. But the cats looked at her weird and when she asked, they didn't feel like or see that there was blood on their paws.

"But blood! Everywhere? Hah, I haven't heard rabbit dung like that ever since the vole incident." Yarrowmoon winced at Kestrelpoppy's growl. Ugh, you don't believe me either. Yarrowmoon went all around camp saying this, but no one was taking it.

"I don't need my kits to live with that nonsense."

"Do you want to be a medicine cat now? I mean you have your little prophecy and everything."

"You're a mouse-brain! I don't want you ever playing with us!"

Yarrowmoon tried, but no one would heed to her vision and signs. Everyone called her a diva and overdramatic. At one point she saw a kit in a wicked grin and with rusted red claws and hissed at the kit. No one wanted to be around Yarrowmoon after the kit ran to its mother.

A battle with Windclan had started up because Windclan was trespassing on Thunderclan's border. Yarrowmoon was clawing at a Windclan warrior's flank.

"You better think twice before stepping on our borders!" Yarrowmoon snarled. The Windclan warrior she was fighting limped off when she heard a yelp. She turned and saw Wedgestar just murder the Thunderclan deputy, Daffodilcloud. Thunderclan was stunned and began fighting the invaders more mercilessly. Wedgestar ordered Windclan to retreat, but the meeting at Thunderclan's camp wasn't so good.

"You let the deputy die? All because you were so caught up in your fox-dunged prophecy?" Quailstar snarled down at Yarrowmoon.

"I was busy fighting the cat who was going to send me to Starclan!" Yarrowmoon protested. "Daffodilcloud was too far away from me anyways!"

"But you told everyone about this? You have all the time in the lake to tell everyone about your little prophecy but not enough time to save your deputy? Flea-brained little warrior. Why would you complain to everyone. I mean, they're all sick of you." Quailstar recited the times his warriors complained to him for Yarrowmoon's exile.

"That she-cat was focusing on that vision and omens but she doesn't support her own clan!" A warrior complained

"Yeah, Yarrowmoon's an attention hog!" An apprentice snarled.

"She's way too noisy at night and attacks the poor apprentices with unsheathed claws in training sessions." An elder grumbled. Quailstar went back to Yarrowmoon for her banishment.

"You should never show your face around here again!" Quailstar yowled. Yarrowmoon sulked out of the Thunderclan camp with warriors sneering and hissing at her. Yarrowmoon ran from camp and onto Windclan territory and kept running until she arrived at the horseplace. She was out of breath and rested there, tears flowing down her cheeks until she fell asleep.

"Hey, what's wrong?" a meow asked. Yarrowmoon woke up to the friendly face of a white tabby loner. They were in a barn, with the scent of prey wafting at her nose. But Yarrowmoon returned to her depressed state.

"I was exiled from my clan and now I have to live alone," she sobbed.

"Well not alone. You have me, and my friends Mossy and Mouse." the loner meowed, and he pointed to his tail a white and grey she-cat with yellow eyes and a russet tom with green ones. Yarrowmoon found that the she-cat had a rounded belly. She turned her gaze back to the loner.

"What's your name?" Yarrowmoon asked.

"Sooty."

"I'm Yarrowmoon."

"Hey, if you aren't in your colony anymore, why do you keep calling yourself that weird name?" Mouse joked.

"Okay, guess I'm Yarrow."

It felt like moons past since Yarrow's exile. She had grown close to the barn cats. She even met Mossy's kits, Walker and Snowy.

"Hey, what was that vision again?" Sooty asked. Yarrow found it weird that Sooty liked hearing about her signs and omens.

"Cats fought each other, blood spills, and whatnot." At this point she didn't even care about the omens.

"Well, what will happen when Thunderclan comes coming running back to you?"

"They won't." Yarrow sneered. "Unless they want more outsiders to join them."

"What if we go and spy on them from the trees, like Skyclan does." Yarrow heard Mossy's meow from behind them.

"That isn't a bad idea Mouse. Perhaps we can spy on them. But what about the kits?" Yarrow asked.

"I can stay here." Mossy suggested.

"Why can't we spy on the mean cats Mama?" Snowy mewled. Mossy herded both Snowy and her brother into a hay bale. Yarrow talked with Sooty and he followed Yarrow into Thunderclan territory and both went up to the trees, well away from Skyclan territory.

"Hey, is that your former camp?" Sooty flicked his tail to the same camp Yarrow lived in for her whole life basically. She froze at the sight of her leader and a new deputy, she guessed, battle each other like Tigerclan warriors.

"Yes, it is." Yarrow meowed solemnly.

"Won't you stop them?" Sooty asked. Yarrow thought about it for a while. They didn't listen but they were my former clanmates. They made fun of me just because I was a warrior with a prophecy. Of course they'd believe a medicine cat.

Yarrow snorted. "No, I don't see why I have to help doubters like them. They had the chance and they refused. Come on, lets go." Yarrow looked back to check if Sooty was following her. Sooty stared back then followed her to the horseplace, where she lived for the rest of her life.

That was the Taigaclan Challenge! Hope you enjoyed!