Okay, no reviews. But I'm updating anyway, I'm having so much fun! Oh, one more thing. CloudClan is in between ThunderClan and WindClan.
Disclaim: Warriors book series.
Claim: Ocs and CloudClan.
There were no noises other than the birds singing. The brown she-cat set her weight on her haunches and leaped before the mouse could notice her. She trapped it with her front paws and finished it with a deadly bite to the neck. Proud of herself, she carried the mouse in her teeth back to where she'd caught the rest. She swiftly kicked up the dirt, revealing a blackbird, a magpie, and a vole.
This'll feed a cat or two, she thought proudly. Lifting the vole and the blackbird in her jaws, her nose twitched when she scented another cat, but it was of CloudClan.
Turning uncomfortably, she recognized the scent. Dropping the vole and the blackbird, she purred with pleasure at the site of her mate, a yellow cat with thick fur and beautiful amber eyes. They softly touched noses, but he quickly switched to a state of concern.
"Woodclaw, you're near to kitting. You shouldn't be hunting!" He said gently but firmly.
"I know, Hazeltail, but look!" She pointed with her tail to the tree next to her fresh-kill. A slow stream of water dripped from it's still-frozen branches. "Leafbare is almost over! The thaw has begun!" She paused. "Help me carry all this back to camp, will you?" He licked her ears happily and purred, visions of their meal dancing in his head as he lifted her mouse and magpie.
They pushed their way through the heather. I strayed far from the camp, she realized guiltily when she realized she could see ThunderClan cats at the border. By the looks of it, they'd made a great catch. She waved her tail at Mousefur, a friend she'd met at a Gathering. Mousefur purred when she waved her tail. No one seemed to be in a bad mood today, it being near the end of Leafbare.
Woodclaw forced her way through a tunnel that opened into the CloudClan camp. It was particularly warm, even for the camp. She guessed it was because she was so happy, and set her food down in the fresh-kill pile.
"Well done, Woodclaw!" Shadowstorm commented. Woodclaw bowed her head to the CloudClan deputy. "You two should eat now. Heatherstar has chosen you to accompany her to the Gathering!"
"Are you sure?" Hazeltail meowed. "She's so near kitting! What if she had our kits at Fourtrees?" I'm not changing it to Fivetrees because they always have to pass through ThunderClan or WindClan territory to get there, because their territory is slightly smaller than everyone else's.
"I'm just fine, Hazeltail!" Woodclaw purred in amusement. "You worry too much. Duskfur said that the kits will come in maybe a couple of suns, but for now, I'm alright."
"If you're sure," Hazeltail murmured.
"Then it's settled!" Shadowstorm mewed. He turned to leave, but Woodclaw stopped him.
"The thaw's begun!" She meowed happily.
"I'll tell Heatherstar right away!" He brightened. He sprinted off, leaving the mates side by side. Woodclaw chose a squirrel, a delectable treat for so early in Newleaf. Hazeltail took a vole for himself and they carried it into the nursery.
"Are you feeling well, Woodclaw?" Rainfur asked, lifting her head from where she lay.
"I'm great! How are your kits?" Woodclaw gave her friend's ears an affectionate lick. "The thaw's begun, and Hazeltail and I are going to the Gathering."
"Wonderful!" Rainfur purred. "My kits are approaching their sixth moon! In a few days they will be apprentices, like Moonpaw!" She referred to one of her kits from her first litter.
"Would you like me to fetch you something to eat?" Hazeltail said through his purrs of delight that the clan would soon have two more apprentices.
"No thank you," Rainfur mewed, glancing down at her kits. "Hedgekit! Where are you going?"
"I'm bored," Hedgekit replied as he shuffled along. "I want to stretch my legs."
"Not without Lightkit and I," she replied, standing up. She turned to her clanmates. "Rabbitclaw already fetched me something." She waved her tail and they exited into the melting snow.
Woodclaw and Hazeltail ate their meal in silence.
Moonrise
Heatherstar, Lillyheart, Shadowstorm, Moonpaw, Mosseye, Hazeltail, and Rocktail were chosen to go to the Gathering. They weren't exactly that friendly with WindClan, but they'd been at alliance with ThunderClan for a while, so they slipped onto ThunderClan grounds. Moonlight shone on their backs, and everyone followed Heatherstar through the gorse. They scented ThunderClan, and Heatherstar mewed to Bluestar, the ThunderClan leader, as they approached.
"Have you been getting along, Bluestar?" She meowed to the blue-gray leader.
"It could be better, but the thaw has brought more food. Thank StarClan!" Heatherstar meowed her agreement and they continued through the thick bracken. The moon rose slowly. When they entered Fourtrees, their noses twitched with a flurry of scents: WindClan and RiverClan among them. The cats poured into the group.
Woodclaw and Hazeltail seperated momentarily, and Woodclaw went to a group of RiverClan and ThunderClan queens with Mousefur.
"I'm so glad this Leafbare is over!" one of them said. Woodclaw recognized her as Greenflower, a RiverClan queen. "My kits can't wait to be made apprentice in a couple of suns."
"Neither can mine," Frostfur, a ThunderClan cat agreed. "They've been bugging me for a moon!"
"I'm near to having my first litter," Woodclaw put in proudly. "Perhaps in a couple of days!"
"Are you sure it's safe for you to be so far from your territory this late?" Brindleface asked kindly. She wasn't as close to kitting as Woodclaw, but she was still close.
"I'm fine with it," Woodclaw mewed. "Thanks for the concern, though, Brindleface."
"I'm not planning on having kits for a while," Mousefur meowed sheepishly. "But I would be proud to, one day."
"I'm just worried that something will happen to mine once they're born," Brindleface lowered her voice. "What with ShadowClan and WindClan being so hostile lately."
The acrid scent of the clans she'd just spoken about filled Woodclaw's nostrils, signlaing their arrival.