Well, I've had pretty much this whole chapter for a long time, and after awhile of being unable to type anything besides this on it, I just picked to cut this into parts and get this one up now.
Disclaimer-If Warriors was mine, there would be a lot more floating cats
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"I don't trust him." Bramblepaw heard Fernpaw growl.
Bramblepaw turned to her, surprise lit his amber eyes, he could not believe that his sweet Fernpaw had just giving a snarl, and said she distrusted a leaders words, Fernpaw turned to him, her green eyes shining, as if Cinderpelt had just told another joke.
"Fernpaw?" Bramblepaw asked meekly, "are you okay?",
"yes" Fernpaw whispered back "but I've just thought of something great, what if we save Sandstorm, Firestar would have to give us are warrior names." the gray she-cat whispered in a joy filled voice.
Bramblepaw took a step back, Fernpaw must have gone mad! She was talking like her brother Ashpaw right after a dab of honey.
"Come on" Fernpaw called lowly to him.
He had been so reaped up in thought, that he had not seen Fernpaw soundlessly stoking away until she gave his nose a soft flick with her flecked tail.
When the tabby-tom was snapped back from his mind, he rushed after Fernpaw.
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Sandstorm's eyes lit up as she got a spark of light from the end of the cave.
She tried to rush passed the cat leading her to jump out of the dark, but that cat pushed her back with a flick of its tail.
"Not yet" it said in a horsed whisper, as if it were very scared.
"What's wrong" Sandstorm whispered back.
the cat turned, and in the dim light, Sandstorm got a look at blue eyes, dimly lit with worry, "oh, nothing" the cat clamed as it turned it's head back to face the opening, "it's just that-" the cat trailed off, gave a sharp inhale and began aging, "it's just that, if Mudclaw finds me here, he'll kill my kits"
Sandstorm gasped, that cat had just come in to the light as it said that, no, not it, she, it was a she-cat!, and by the look of it, a she-cat that had just kitted a moon ago.
"Who-who are you" Sandstorm shuddered out, the she-cat tuned her blue eyes back on to the pale ginger she-cat she was helping.
"I'm Ashfoot, Ashfoot of Windclan"
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"H-Hi Firestar"
Ravenpaw squeaked from his place underneath one of his best friends.
"What are you doing here Ravenpaw?" the ginger tom-cat asked his black pelted friend as he carefully removed his clawed paws from Ravenpaw's chest, and slid his ebony colored claws back in to the toes of his paws.
"Well, um," Ravenpaw said, he flipped himself back on to his paws and waved his tail happily to his friend, how was he going to tell Firestar that he was going to Thunderclan to ask Sandstorm to leave her mate?, the mate that was now standing right in front of him, what was he suppose to say?.
He cringed at the thought of telling the ginger tom-cat, he did not want to lose one of his best friends.
"Hello, any cat in there?" Firestar asked, tapping his tail lightly across the black cat's skull.
Ravenpaw fell out of his though and looked at the ginger cat; "Ye-yeah, I'm fine." he smiled.
Firestar let his head fall to one side, his green eyes flashed with doubt, as if he did not trust what the black tom-cat was saying to be true.
"If you say so." Firestar said as he righted his head, and flicked his ears to shack scraps of bracken from their ginger tips.
"So," Ravenpaw began, "why are you here?"
Firestar sat bolt upright and closed his green pools, "I've-I've" he lowered his head and slumped his shoulders, "I've gone and lost both of the she-cats I deeply love" he mewed.
Ravenpaw gasped at his friends helpless like state, he had lost both Spottedleaf and Sandstorm?
"what happened to them?" the black cat asked his ginger furred friend.
"I, I, I made Spottedleaf think that I no longer care for her," the tom-cats voice seemed to catch in his wind pipe, but he still spoke, "and Sandstorm ran off because she thought I did not love her anymore, because I was spending time with Spottedleaf, but now, I think Mudclaw took Sandstorm."
Ravenpaw gasped once more, the love of his life, gone, snatched up by first Firestar, but now that Firestar could have let Sandstorm go, Mudclaw snacked over and snapped the ginger she-cat up like fresh-kill.
He growled deep in his throat, he would get Sandstorm back.
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Spottedleaf pushed herself on to the Windclan side of the border.
Her legs were numb and her amber eyes stung from her sobs, but she pressed on, she had to see Firestar, and she had to save Sandstorm.
it was windy and cold in Windclan, but Spottedleaf did not flinch, because she was a cat on a mission, that, or it was because she had lost all feeling in her legs moments before.
Spottedleaf smiled, she just needed to keep pushing to the Windclan camp, as a former medicine cat, she knew the way, for she had be near there when she and Bluestar, Bluefur back then, had gone to the moonstone to make Bluestar the leader of Thunderclan and give her nine lives.
Spottedleaf's smiled dropped in to a frown when her mind strayed to Thunderclan's former leader before Bluestar, Sunstar, formally Sunfall, who was Pinestar's deputy, and became leader when Pinestar left to become a kitty-pet.
She shook her dappled head, she was thinking too much in to this, and she barely even knew what she was thinking about.
She stopped and took a deep breath of cold air, she just needed to keep pressing on, and she would find the Windclan camp sooner or later, then she could save Sandstorm.
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Fernpaw lead Bramblepaw in to the brush, she skirted bramble and bracken and, in her hunters crouch, she rushed away from her clan, and the rest of the clan cats, with only the dark tabby tom-cat which followed close behind her.
After a few more moments, and a few more bracken bushes, the gray she-cat stopped to take a breath.
"Fernpaw!" Bramblepaw called as he stepped next to his gray clan mate,
"Yeah?" Fernpaw asked, her green eyes sparked with delight, she was having so much fun, running off to save Sandstorm!, running off to stop a battle between Thunderclan and Windclan, but one big thought flashed in her mind that made her feel so warm and fuzzy inside, running off with Bramblepaw, she would never tell him, but she always thought he was the most handsome tom-cat in Thunderclan, maybe even the world, her brother, Ashpaw, was the only cat she ever told, and she regretted it fiercely, Ashpaw had made it his job to tease her about her small crush, always asking how much she loved Bramblepaw, making lovey-dovey sounds whenever Bramblepaw walked by, always asking Firestar if he, Fernpaw and Bramblepaw could go on patrol, where he would go off 'hunting', but she could hear him giggling in the brush, his gray pelt flashing in the sunlight.
"Fernpaw?" Bramblepaw's voice cut the she-cat from her thoughts.
She turned her head to him and blinked, "Yeah?" she asked, "I was just wondering, do you really think Firestar will give use our warrior names if we save Sandstorm?",
"Of course," Fernpaw smiled, "he would be dumb not to, and Firestar is not dumb."
Bramblepaw smiled at this, "okay, if you think so."
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Sandstorm blinked at the gray she-cat, then dipped her head.
"Then I thank you." Sandstorm smiled, and held her paw to Ashfoot in a 'thank you' like way.
Ashfoot smiled and placed her paw to the pale ginger she-cats.
"Don't thank me," she said, her deep blue eyes glowing, "thank Starclan, and thank Tallstar, for how he acts, nowhere near as cruel a cat as to lock you up."
Sandstorm nodded her head and turned her muzzle to the sky, "thank you Starclan." she said, she flicked her tail and tucked it around her paws.
"And Tallstar, can't forget Tallstar." Ashfoot purred, "like I would thank Tallstar." the pale ginger she-cat teased.
"But thank you Firestar, my life, my love." she purred and let the cold wind brush her fur.
"Tallstar." Ashfoot pressed in a teasing purr, and swiped her gray paw at the ginger she-cats muzzle.
"Come on, say it."
"Never." Sandstorm purred, enjoying the tease after that long, tiring tunnel.
"It's a simple word, Tallstar, say it, say it." Ashfoot said while she probed Sandstorm's fuzzy chest with her left forepaw.
"No." Sandstorm purred with delight and pushed Ashfoot's paw away with her sand colored tail.
"Alright, alright, I give up."
"Good."
"But next time I'll pin you and force his name out of you." Ashfoot giggled and flicked her gray tail at some brush. "Better hind in there until it's safe."
The pale ginger she-cat nodded her head and sunk in to the brush, while Ashfoot rolled around on the floor to cover Sandstorm's scent.
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Ravenpaw swallowed hard as he followed Firestar more and more in to Windclan territory.
Sure he had been a Thunderclan apprentice before, but he had left that life moons ago, how could he go back to this?
He shook his black pelted head.
"For Sandstorm" he murmured under his breath, Firestar perked his ginger ears and looked to the black loner, his green eyes shone with questions.
"I'm sorry?" he asked, which was clearly not the only thing he wanted to know.
"Well…, um," Ravenpaw mumbled, "I-I" the black tom-cat murmured, catching himself before he yowled the whole story to Starclan.
The ginger tom next to him just nodded his head, and gave his friends ears black ears a small lick.
"Don't worry about it," he meowed, "I'm sure you'll find it out what it was." the ginger tom winked one of his grass green eyes, and chuckled a small bit.
"I'm sure."
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Bramblepaw walked in step with Fernpaw.
"Windclan's this way, right?" Bramblepaw asked after what felt like forever, pointing his dark brown tail to the right.
"um, I think." Fernpaw said, scanning the dark undergrowth with her bright green eyes, looking for anyway to make sure.
Bramblepaw smiled and brushed his pelt with hers, "you always know the right way." he smiled as his dark tail curled half way around Fernpaw's light gray tail.
Fernpaw paused, and then smiled back.
"Thanks," she smiled, "you always were the best friend I had,"
End of part one.