Heres my next chapter,and i`m really sorry I hadn`t updated in a while.
Disclaimer:I don`t own Warriors or the characters,just the ones I create.
Sandstorm led her border patrol through the forest. Dustpelt and Cloudtail flanked her,while Brackenfur stayed in the back.
They came to the ShadowClan border and marked it. While her patrol was marking the border,she searched around to see
if there were anymore signs of the rouge. She noticed something on the ground and walked over to it. It was a tuft of silver fur.
She sniffed it,and the same scent she had smelt with Sorrelpaw filled her nose.
She picked up th fur and buried it. That scent seemed all to familiar with her,so she would come back later and follow the scent.
Maybe that would explain some things. She padded over to her patrol,"Okay,lets go and mark the Windclan border now."
Night fell over the forest and Sandstorm stalked through the brush. She found where she had buried the tuft of fur,and inhaled the scent.
She followed the scent for a while through ShadowClan territory,then WindClan,making sure there were no warriors out night hunting.
When she got to Twoleg place,she decided to turn back. She realised it wasn`t worth it. She was about to head back to ThunderClan
territory,when a voice stopped her."Hello."She turned around and saw three cats with collars inforced with cat and dog teeth. BloodClan.
They surrounded her."We`ve been waiting for you Sandstorm." The dark gray tabby growled.'How do they know my name?' Sandstorm wondered. All of the sudden,he leaped at her. She quickly dodged him,but the white one jumped on her back and raked his claws across her left shoulder. Sandstorrm yowled in pain and shook him off. Then she felt searing pain in the back of her head. She hit the ground hard,and blacked out.
When she woke up,she was in a room, inside a smaller room,with a cold rock floor,and metal web for walls. She looked around,the only light was coming from the moon shining through hole on the wall of the surrounding room,turning her fur to silver. "Hello?"She called out,but no one answered. She then heard paw steps. She saw two large cats walk with an elderley cat inbetween them. One of them walked over to the cage Sandstorm was in,took the latch between his teeth and pulled. She was about to leap out,but the other cat grabbed the elderley tom by the scruff,and tossed him cat quickly slammed the gate shut,and put the latch back with his mouth. She went over to the elerley black and white tom to make sure he was okay.
"Are you alright?"Sandstorm asked. The tom stood up. "Yeah,i`m okay. It takes a lot to break this old cat." He said. "My name`s Sal."
"I`m Sandstorm."Sandstorm introduced her self.
"Interesting name. Where do your humans live?"Sal asked.
'Humans? He must mean twolegs.' Sandstorm couldn`t help but wrinkle her nose at the thought of living with twolegs,and eating food that looked like rabbt droppings. "I live in the forest."Sandstorm said. Sal jumped back. "Your one of those savages from the forest?"
"Savages?"Sandstorm asked offended."I`m not the one who locked you up!"
"Sorry,it`s just all the things i`ve heard."Sal said.
"It`s okay."Sandstorm dipped her head to the elder . She had gotten so offended that kittypets and loners thought the clans were savages,she forgot her manners.
"What`s the forest like?"Sal asked.
"It`s amazing." Sandstorm meowed. "You get to come and go as you please,eat fresh killed mice and birds. You haven`t lived until you tasted a freshly killed mouse."
"So,you get to do what ever you want?"Sal asked.
"Well,to a certain extent. There are four clans in the forest. WindClan,ShadowClan,RiverClan,and ThunderClan;that`s the clan I live in. Each clan has a leader,deputy,
warriors,queens, apprentices,and elders. The leader has nine lives they get from StarClan. They make sure everything in the clan runs smoothly,and is the boss of the whole deputy orders most of the patrols,but also does warrior duties. Warriors,like me,hunt and fight for the clan. Queens are the mothers of the kits. And elders are retired queens and warriors. Apprentices are in training to become warriors. They usually do the chores for the elders like check them for ticks and change their bedding."Sandstorm told him.
Sal nodded. "Interesting. That probably explains why your lean and muscular. Is everyone in the forest like that?"
"Pretty much. You get pretty strong when you spend most of the time hunting prey."Sandstorm said. "What about you? What`s your life like?"
"Not as exciting as yours,apparently. I just live with my humans. They feed me and give me water,and I usually stay with them."Sal meowed.
"If you stay with them,why are you here?"Sandstorm asked Sal.
"Because I wondered off. What about you?"Sal looked at the young she-cat.
"I smelt rouges on our territory,so I followed the sent here,and those filthy,flea bitten BloodClan cats captured me." Sandstorm meowed bitterley.
"Come on,we`re not that bad."Said a female voice. Sandstorm turned around and saw a tortiseshell she-cat standing outside the cage. Sandstorms neck fur began to bristle. "Why did you capture me?"
"I`m not the one you should be asking."The tortiseshell said. A light gray she-cat with deep blue eyes walked out of the shadows.
"Hello,Sandstorm. Long time no see."The silver she-cat said.
'It`s not possible,it can`t be her. Can it?' "Rainkit,is that you?" Sandstorm asked with disbelief.
Duh,duh,duh! Lol,I hope you liked this chapter,and I know it wasn`t long either but I promise,it`ll get better. I really hadn`t had a lot of time to update since school started back. Please review,and I will take anonymous reviews.