Rosethorn: Yeah, but Blazefang is the only one in WindClan...
Lightningclaw: Your point? I'm the only one in ShadowClan!
Rosethorn: I give up... and you play a big part in this Chapter, so calm down!
Lightningclaw: Fine... funsucker... Rosethorn does not own any thing involving Warriors.
Rosethorn: I heard that! Anyways, here's Chapter 1, read and reveiw!
Chapter 1
Stalking along the bare forest floor scattered with dried pine needles from the abundant pines overhead, a black she-cat parted her jaws, allowing the scent of the forest to take her over for a second. Her white tipped ears perked up as she heard something, turning on silent paws to see what it was.
She pounced, catching the mouse in her white tipped paws, killing it with one swift bite. She picked her fresh kill up in her jaws and turned to head back to camp. Her dark blue eyes scanned the area around her, making sure everything was as it should be. Once satisfied, she turned and ran back to ShadowClan camp, her paws sinking into the damp soil beneathe them.
After slipping into the ShadowClan camp, the she-cat padded over to the fresh-kill pile, depositing her mouse. She turned to go into the warriors' den, neither hungry nor tired. She poked her head into the den, the rest of her slender body following. It was still early, and she didn't want to wake any of her Clanmates. To her surprise, she felt a tongue swipe across her ear and glanced up to see who had just done that.
"Good morning Lightningclaw." the tom said, taking a step back to allow her in. As Lightningclaw's eye adjusted to the darkness, she saw that the tom in front of her had broad shoulders and lean muscles under a dark gray tabby pelt. His ice blue eyes were gazing at her, tilted at an angle, indicating that his head was cocked as he watched her, awaiting her reasponse.
"Mornin' Blackmoon." Lightningclaw reasponded, pushing her way past him. She padded over to her bed of moss, curling her tail over her nose after she had laid down. Blackmoon padded over and sat down beside her, resting his tail on her shoulder.
"So why were you up? The sun isn't even up yet." Blackmoon said quietly, trying not to wake anyone else in the den. Lightningclaw shrugged, closing her eyes so it looked like she was asleep, though she had a narrow slit open to see around her.
"Just wanted to get some hunting done." she replied boredly. "Everyone knows I'm more of a night cat." Lightningclaw felt Blackmoon move beside her, and she now felt his pelt mingling with hers as he laid next to her. She closed her eyes all the way, just wanting to get some sleep for now. There was something that had been bugging her lately, but she wasn't sure exactly what.
She had lately felt like she was being watched. She knew that was ironic, because all of StarClan was watching her, and every other cat in the forest. But she felt like she in particualr was being watched more than others. And today, not for the first time, she'd felt like another cat was walking with her as she patroled the territory. Lightningclaw could even swear that she'd seen a cat slip behind a tree when she'd passed, and even after going to investigate, she found nothing.
Not even a scent of a cat. No prey that had been killed and left in an attampt to get away before being caught. Nothing.
It confused Lightningclaw more than trying to figure out what herbs it would take to cure a sprained paw, seeing as she was not a medicine cat. The cat had looked too slim and small to be a warrior, maybe even too small to be an apprentice. So that must have been a kit, and from what Lightningclaw had seen, a young one.
Lightningclaw hadn't seen the cat that well because, even though she had a very good eyesight, it had still been pretty dark outside, and the cat had a dark pelt, most likely black. What Lightningclaw remembered the most that made her believe that she hadn't imagined it were the eyes of this cat. They were large pale silver disks with small pupals down the center that matched the mysterious cat's fur.
Lightningclaw had never heard of a cat having silver eyes, not even a StarClan cat. She shifted slightly, and regretted it afterwards. Now Blackmoon was looking at her curiously, the look on his face trying to figure out what was bothering her.
"You sure you're okay?" he asked, giving her ear another comforting lick. Lightningclaw twitched her ear, her way of saying 'leave me alone'. She didn't' want to talk about the fact that she might be going mousebrained, and that she thought she'd seen a kit with silver eyes. He'd think for sure that she was mousebrained! Who ever heard of any cat with silver eyes!?
"I'm fine." Lightningclaw mumbled, covering her ears with her paws. She just wanted Blackmoon to leave her alone right now. He had been her denmate, and he still managed to get on her nerves constantly. He just had a way of knowing just what to do that would get on her nerves, without even trying, She felt Blackmoon reluctantly get to his paws and heard him leave the den, probably to go on patrol or something.
Lightningclaw heard a few other cats stir after a what seemed like a moon of silence of her not being able to sleep. As soon as she heard the other cats awaken, she felt herself drifting into a peaceful sleep.
Lightningclaw sat in a clearing with a brook flowing through it, the clear blue water gurgling over water flattened stones that laid along the bank near her paws. It took her a moment to recognize the spot she was in, but it soon became clear to her that she was looking across the bank into the thick forest of pines on ShadowClan territory. Wait, if she was looking into ShadowClan territory, then she must be on either ThunderClan or RiverClan territory. Looking around and seeing the dense forest of maples and oaks behind her ruled that she was in ThunderClan territory.
But why was she in ThunderClan territory? While she was lost in her thoughts, Lightningclaw had neglected to realize that another cat was sitting in the clearing opposite her, watching as she looked around trying to figure out where she was. The other cat let out a mrrw of laughter, and only that made Lightningclaw realize she wasn't alone. She sprang back, startled that she wasn't alone and thinking it might be a ThunderClan cat coming to force her out of their territory.
The other cat jumped across the creek in one leap, landing silently on her paws just barely on the other side. She padded over to Lightningclaw, letting her get a closer look at her. Lightningclaw saw that this cat was a she-cat, and from what she guessed, she couldn't be more than a moon old. She had sleek black fur that was puffed up slightly, maybe a little surprised that Lightningclaw was there.
Starting at the forehead and trickling down between her eyes to the tip of her pink nose was what Lightningclaw thought to be blood, kind of like her own tail tip. But it was just ginger fur that was dark enough to look like blood, to every other cat's annoyance, especially the medicine cats. The kit's eyes were a pale silver watching Lightningclaw with knowledge beyond her age, far beyond her age.
"Good day Lightningclaw." the kit purred, sitting down in front of her with her tail curled over her paws.
"Um, do I know you?" Lightningclaw asked, getting over the fact that this what the cat she'd seen earlier trespassing on ShadowClan territory.
"You could say that." the kit mewed. "My name is Auramist, well, technically it's Aurakit, but I prefer Auramist."
"Ok Auramist, how do I know you?" Lightningclaw asked, still utterly confused.
"I'm your sister." Auramist said as though it were no big deal.
A/N: Ok, let me know what you think. And this is after a Timeskip, so the kits are now warriors. And also, it takes place in the New Prophecy territory. R&R!