Saturday, October 3, 2015

ForestClan- 1, A Warrior Cats Fanfic

Chapter 1-

ALLEGIANCES (If mother is not alive, it will tell you who are littermates; Littermates will be listed on one of the cats in the litter)

ForestClan

Leader- Swiftstar- Lionstride's mate; Littermates are Riversong, Snowdream, Jaystorm
Deputy- Eaglewing; Mentor of Nightpaw
Medicine Cat- Riversong; Mentor of Silverpaw

Warriors (Toms and she-cats and without kits)

Applefall- Mentor of Blossompaw
Goldenleaf- Mate is Cracklebranch; Kits are Creekpaw, Leafpaw
Cracklebranch- Mate is Goldenleaf
Deershine- Mentor of Creekpaw
Lionstride- Swiftstar's mate
Owlfeather- Mate is Flowerswirl
Flowerswirl- Mate is Owlfeather; Littermates are Specklefur, Brightwhisker
Jaystorm- Warrior
Snowdream- Mate is Pinefleck
Aspendew- Warrior
Tigerfang- Warrior
Pinefleck- Mate is Snowdream
Dustfang- Mate is Specklefur; Littermates are Ashclaw, Tigerfang, Lakesplash
Berryear- Mate is Lakesplash
Ashclaw- Mate is Brightwhisker

Apprentices

Silverpaw- Mentor is Riversong (Medicine cat apprentice)
Blossompaw- Mentor is Applefall
Creekpaw- Mentor is Deershine
Leafpaw- Mentor is Cracklebranch
Nightpaw- Mentor is Hawkeye

Queens

Specklefur- Mate is Dustfang; Kits are Larkkit, Dapplekit, Spurkit
Lakesplash- Mate is Berryear; Kits are Cloudkit, Mistkit; Kits are Creekpaw, Blossompaw, Silverpaw
Brightwhisker- Mate is Ashclaw; Expecting kits; Kits are Nightpaw, Leafpaw

Elders

Ambergaze- Mate is Calmwater; Kits are: Cracklebranch, Deershine, Lionstride, Hawkeye
Calmwater- Mate is Ambergaze
Foxtail- Kits are: Applefall; Mate is Hareleap (Deceased) Kits are: Owlfeather, Aspendew, Berryear, Pinefleck

MountainClan (Not all listed)

Leader- Boulderstar
Deputy- Larksong
Medicine Cat- Dapplefeather

MoorClan (Not all listed)

Leader- Heatherstar
Deputy- Goldenwind
Medicine Cat- Runningstride

MarshClan (Not all listed)

Leader- Mudstar
Deputy- Shiningwater
Medicine Cat- Barkshade

     Swiftstar sat on Windrock, a rock on the edge of the small cliff. Windrock was where she made announcements. Her camp had a cliff surrounding it, gently sloping downward at the sides, and thick brambles and ferns reinforced to keep out enemies. The nursery was hidden- a cave with ferns blocking it. There was still a lot of sunlight shining in. The nursery leads to the medicine cat's den, an entrance in the wall. There was no tunnel, just like a hole. The medicine cat's den had lichen hanging in front of it, a separate cave to store herbs with an open roof covered by brambles for sun. The medicine cat's den was very comfortable, the nursery too. The warriors den was a low hanging tree with ferns surrounding it. It was big, so all the warriors could fit in. It was on the side of the camp. The elders den was a comfy cave that had sunlight shining through. There was a tree log in front. The fresh-kill pile was on a tree stump. The elders loved to sun on the warm flat rocks around. The leader's den was in a thick tree. If you didn't want to climb the tree, there was a path from the cliff side. Then you could step on a branch. Windrock was a smooth rock surface next to that path. The tree had waterproof things woven into it to make it weatherproof. It was very comfortable. "Let all cats old enough to run gather here beneath Windrock!" Swiftstar yowled the familiar words. Specklefur and Lakesplash herded their kits out of the nursery, followed by Brightwhisker. The warriors gathered, and the rest of the clan soon came. "As you know, our borders, MoorClan and MountainClan, may be trespassing. Cracklebranch leaped to his paws and yowled. "We should attack!" He pawed the ground impatiently until his mate, Goldenleaf nudged him so he would sit down. "MoorClan was trespassing in the moor clearing." Swiftstar continued. The moor clearing was a clearing with heather surrounded by forest. The trees thinned out near MoorClan's border. "They want the moor clearing back!" Dustfang yowled, followed by Ashclaw and Tigerfang. Lakesplash curled her tail around her kits. "Make sure they don't attack my kits!" Lakesplash meowed. The clamor went up. "Everybody! Swiftstar is speaking!" Hawkeye meowed above the noise. It gradually went down. "I will lead a patrol to talk to Heatherstar." Swiftstar mewed calmly. "Hawkeye, Riversong, Silverpaw, Snowdream, Pinefleck, Roselight and Flowerswirl." Swiftstar jumped down from Windrock. "You will come with me." She dismissed everybody with a wave of her tail. Swiftstar picked the cats who weren't yowling to attack. It would be better that way, and since she brought the medicine cats, they would know that ForestClan wasn't there to attack.





ForestClan- 2, A Warrior Cats Fanfic

ALLEGIANCES (If mother is not alive, it will tell you who are littermates; Littermates will be listed on one of the cats in the litter)

ForestClan

Leader- Swiftstar- Lionstride's mate; Littermates are Riversong, Snowdream, Jaystorm
Deputy- Eaglewing; Mentor of Nightpaw
Medicine Cat- Riversong; Mentor of Silverpaw

Warriors (Toms and she-cats and without kits)

Applefall- Mentor of Blossompaw
Goldenleaf- Mate is Cracklebranch; Kits are Creekpaw, Leafpaw
Cracklebranch- Mate is Goldenleaf
Deershine- Mentor of Creekpaw
Lionstride- Swiftstar's mate
Owlfeather- Mate is Flowerswirl
Flowerswirl- Mate is Owlfeather; Littermates are Specklefur, Brightwhisker
Jaystorm- Warrior
Snowdream- Mate is Pinefleck
Aspendew- Warrior
Tigerfang- Warrior
Pinefleck- Mate is Snowdream
Dustfang- Mate is Specklefur; Littermates are Ashclaw, Tigerfang, Lakesplash
Berryear- Mate is Lakesplash
Ashclaw- Mate is Brightwhisker

Apprentices

Silverpaw- Mentor is Riversong (Medicine cat apprentice)
Blossompaw- Mentor is Applefall
Creekpaw- Mentor is Deershine
Leafpaw- Mentor is Cracklebranch
Nightpaw- Mentor is Hawkeye

Queens

Specklefur- Mate is Dustfang; Kits are Larkkit, Dapplekit, Spurkit
Lakesplash- Mate is Berryear; Kits are Cloudkit, Mistkit; Kits are Creekpaw, Blossompaw, Silverpaw
Brightwhisker- Mate is Ashclaw; Expecting kits; Kits are Nightpaw, Leafpaw
Spottedgaze- Expecting Kits

Elders

Ambergaze- Mate is Calmwater; Kits are: Cracklebranch, Deershine, Lionstride, Hawkeye
Calmwater- Mate is Ambergaze
Foxtail- Kits are: Applefall; Mate is Hareleap (Deceased) Kits are: Owlfeather, Aspendew, Berryear, Pinefleck

MountainClan (Not all listed)

Leader- Boulderstar
Deputy- Larksong
Medicine Cat- Dapplefeather

MoorClan (Not all listed)

Leader- Heatherstar
Deputy- Goldenwind
Medicine Cat- Runningstride

MarshClan (Not all listed)

Leader- Mudstar
Deputy- Shiningwater
Medicine Cat- Barkshade

     Swiftstar glanced back at her patrol, heading out of their territory. ForestClan was the strongest, and the best, under Swiftstar's leadership. Riversong was padding next to Swiftstar, Silverpaw bouncing excitedly. "I'm the only apprentice!" She was squealing to the young warrior, Pinefleck. "Okay,  mouse-brain." He rolled his eyes. Flowerswirl nuzzled her mother, Roselight. Her father was dead. Swiftstar entered MoorClan's windy territory. She loved it in the wind, although she wouldn't admit it. Swiftstar could run faster than Heatherstar herself. "INTRUDERS!" A yowl came from ahead of them. Splashshine, Emberpaw, and Starlingwing charged at them. "FORESTCLAN, DEFEND! DO NOT FIGHT!" Swiftstar screeched, her warriors already flattening themselves against the ground. "Emberpaw!" Heatherstar hissed, stepping out of the swath of grasses. "MoorClan, retreat." Heatherstar narrowed her eyes at Swiftstar. "Clearly she is not attacking." Heatherstar lashed her tail. Splashshine ducked her head in embarrassment. Starlingwing touched his muzzle to Splashshine's. "It's okay, Splashshine." He murmured lovingly. Emberpaw scampered off. "I've come to talk about your warriors trespassing. 
     "We are not trespassing."
     "Clearly, you are. We've smelled your scent across the border." 
     "Are you sure? Go smell again. This must be some sort of prank!" Heatherstar gasped dramatically. "MoorClan, drive out these pranksters!" She wailed. "STOP IT!" Swiftstar yowled. "Too late." Heatherstar sing-songed, waving her tail. MoorClan warriors streamed out of the heather. "Attack!" Swiftstar yowled. Is this wrong? Will I regret it? We need to defend ourselves! Maybe we should run. No. That would be cowardly. Swiftstar lashed her tail, crouching. She leaped on Heatherstar, bowling the other leader over. Claws caught her muzzle, but Swiftstar fought bravely, blood blocking her eyes. She leaped, sliding under Heatherstar and hooking out Heatherstar's legs from under her. Swiftstar leaped onto Heatherstar's back and slashed at her neck, leaping off and kicking Heatherstar away. Heatherstar screeched, and warriors jumped on Swiftstar. Swiftstar kicked some off, slashing and biting. She reared up, bringing her claws down on shoulders. "WE ARE OUT NUMBERED! FORESTCLAN, RETREAT!" Swiftstar hated saying that. She lashed her tail, pelting away. 

Swiftdapple's Story- 2, A Warrior Cats Fanfic

              Chapter 2-

     Swiftdapple purred softly as the night wind rushed through her fur. Her feathery and mossy bedding was soft beneath her pelt.She could hear Lionstride snoring in the hollow tree. It wasn't hollow at the roof though. The night sky shone with stars, and the full moon was bright. The leaf-fall tree leaves flapped gently in the leaf-fall breezes. She slowly sunk into sleep as her exhausted body relaxed.

     Swiftdapple woke up to prods at her ribs. She groaned. "Stop it, you lump of fur." Swiftdapple squirmed, jumping up. "Well, we're going on an adventure!" Lionstride purred. Swiftdapple groaned, her emerald-green eyes flashing in annoyance. "Okay. Where are we going?"
     "We're going to prank kittypets."
     "What?! Twolegplace is dangerous!"  Swiftdapple was wide awake now. Lionstride nodded. "Exactly. We're going to use some of those battle moves." He bounced off the tree happily. Swiftdapple sighed, shaking her head. "Let's eat first then." She was starving. "I'll hunt. You get some soaked moss." Swiftdapple meowed. There was a stream near their tree, maybe twenty fox lengths away. Lionstride was already off to get moss. Swiftdapple decided to get big prey, so they wouldn't be hungry during their adventure. She was not looking forward to stealing kittypet food.

     Swiftdapple crouched, her fur brushing the ferns, the very lightest touch of morning frost. The rabbit nibbled on marigold happily, unaware of the approaching cat. Marigold! That's a big waste of herbs. That made even more reason to hunt rabbits. She leaped, stretching her claws out. The rabbit squealed, alarming Swiftdapple. Swiftdapple reared up, and the rabbit dashed away. She gave chase, racing through the forest, the wind ripping at her pelt. she loved these days, full of wind. The colors of leaf-fall danced as Swiftdapple ran. She was one of the fastest cats. Orange, red and yellow leaves drifted across her every few minutes. The rabbit's brown tail bobbed up and down. Swiftdapple narrowed her eyes, bunching her muscles up to spring at it. She yowled, flying at the rabbit and sinking her claws in. Swiftdapple stood up triumphantly, laying a few leaves over the rabbit.


     Swiftdapple caught a goose and a finch after the rabbit. She carried them home, to find Lionstride waiting with the soaked moss. "I thought you'd never come." He meowed drily. "I almost starved to death." Lionstride looked over the prey. Swiftdapple cuffed Lionstride over the ears. "Hmph." Swiftdapple rolled her eyes. Lionstride was already ripping apart the rabbit, gulping it down hungrily. Swiftdapple ate the finch in quick bites, kicking dust over the remains. "Let's go now." she meowed as she swallowed the last morsel of the goose Lionstride had started. He nodded, bouncing off after he sucked in some more water from the soaked moss. "To twolegplace!" Lionstride yowled.


Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Swiftdapple's Story- 1, A Warrior Cats Fanfic

Chapter 1-

      Swiftdapple yelped in surprise as Lionstride swept her paws from underneath her. They were battle training. Swiftdapple rolled as Lionstride's paw hit where she was a second ago. Swiftdapple jumped up and twisted, landing on Lionstride's back, panting. Lionstride reared up and flung her off, Swiftdapple flipping and rolling so when she landed Lionstride wouldn't pounce on her. Lionstride pounced on the open ground, huffing in exertion. While Lionstride struggled to keep going, Swiftdapple took the advantage and slid underneath him, hooking his paws from under him and twisted to plant her paws on his neck. "To slow!" Swiftdapple purred. "You're fast!" He mewed, panting. "You're very strong." Swiftdapple swept her tail across his ears and padded to the other side of the clearing. It was leaf-fall. "We're going to have to train more if we don't want to lose prey during leaf-bare." Lionstride meowed, sighing. "Of course. Let's hunt now." Swiftdapple licked Lionstride's shoulder. 
     Swiftflight tasted the air. She was one of the best hunters, since she was nimble and swift. "Mouse!" Lionstride hissed. Swiftdapple snaked up to it, flashing out a paw to kill the mouse. "Great!" Lionstride licked her shoulder as he went to pick it up. Swiftdapple jumped into their tree. The tree was thick, hollow inside. Swiftdapple liked the top, while Lionstride like the inside. Lionstride clambered up the tree, dropping the mouse. Swiftflight gulped down half, then left the rest to Lionstride. "Frost is coming." Swiftflight tasted the cold, leaf-fall air. Leaf-bare would arrive very soon. "Let's do tree training." Lionstride suggested, padding to her side. "I'll win again!" Swiftflight mewed gleefully, dropping to the ground and purring. "Okay!" Lionstride mewed. "Ready... Set..." Lionstride paused. "Go!" He yowled, twisting and landing behind Swiftdapple as he leaped for her tail. Swiftdapple was too fast. She whipped around, almost colliding, but leaping over his head to land on his back. Yowling in defiance, Lionstride reared up, catching her tail that was in front of him. Swiftdapple was yanked off, but in midair, she twisted to the side to land on her feet, sliding under Lionstride in a second. Lionstride's legs buckled as Swiftdapple leaped back, rearing and crashing her paws down on his tail. She was going for the body, but Lionstride had moved. Lionstride jumped past her, swiping skillfully at her ear. Swiftdapple moved up into the tree. She loved the skillful swipes she had learned as a kit. Swiftdapple couldn't imagine what other cats did- Just catching whatever fur they could reach and scratch? Swiftdapple bared her teeth and planted her front paws on Lionstride's shoulders as he emerged. He was too strong, pushing her over. Swiftdapple immediately sprang back to her paws, her thick calico pelt disappearing into the leaf-fall branches. Swiftdapple leaped, catching Lionstride off guard. "Ha!" She meowed in delight as she pinned him down. Lionstride went limp, Swiftdapple thinking she'd won. With a yowl, Lionstride reared with all his might, pinning Swiftflight down. "You win!" Swiftdapple gasped for breath. Swiftdapple jumped down. "That was good!" Swiftdapple purred. Lionstride glanced at the sky. "It's almost dark. Let's get some rest." He mewed.

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Flameflower's Story- 7, A Warrior Cats Fanfic

Chapter 7-

     Flameflower went inside Lionfang's den. It had 3 nests, with fluffy moss and soft feathers. "It looks very... Comfortable." Flameflower mewed. "It is." Lionfang purred, inviting her to stay. "I guess I can... But I'll hunt right now." Flameflower nodded to Lionfang. "You just ate two carp." Lionfang pointed out. "Well... I'll hunt for you too." Flameflower licked her flanks, plump and fat for leaf-bare. "Okay then." Lionfang went inside. Flameflower padded into the forest, tasting the air for scents. She decided to go for a moorhen. Flameflower jumped in a tree next to the moorhen. She let out an deafening screech, and the moorhen started to take off.  Flameflower leaped on it, taking it down. "Yes!" She yowled. Lionfang appeared. "Nice catch." He purred. "Thanks!" Flameflower beamed. "Let's share." She gulped down a few bites, then nudged it to Lionfang, who finished it. "I see you're fattening up for leaf-bare." Lionfang mewed, looking at her flanks. "I don't want to die." Flameflower retorted defensively. "No need to be so defensive!" Lionfang meowed, his eyes round with surprise. "I'll go catch a few fish." Flameflower left him with a flick of her tail as she padded down to the lake. Flameflower dived in, glancing around in the water. "Fmshp!" Her meow was muffled by water as she scooped out a trout. Flameflower dragged it up and daintily took a bite. It was delicous, light, soft and flaky. Flameflower was soon done. It was dusk, and she was stuffed. Flameflower headed toward her bush. I don't feel like going to Lionfang's tonight... She thought drowsily as she curled up in the soft fronds of bracken, moss and feathers.

Monday, May 11, 2015

Flameflower's Story- 6, A Warrior Cats Fanfic

Chapter 6-

     Flameflower called for Mistfur. She appeared, looking ruffled. "I got you prey." Flameflower meowed to the older she-cat. "I can catch prey myself, thanks!" Mistfur snapped. Flameflower winced. Mistfur wasn't usually snappy. "What's wrong?" Flameflower dropped the blackbird. "Tigerpelt." Mistfur growled. Flameflower's ears pricked, and Mistfur went on. "He tried to take my prey. It's only the beggining of leaf-fall!" Mistfur said exasperatedly. "Some cats are like that." Flameflower meowed. "Here's the blackbird. I need to go." Flameflower dipped her head, then trotted away.
     Flameflower wasn't hungry, since she ate the fat blackbird. Flameflower tasted the air anyway. Moorhens, geese... She padded down to the river, diving in and churning her paws. Her claws hooked on a carp as she dived. Flameflower caught two carp. Dragging herself out, her flame-colored fur soaking, she groomed. Flameflower glanced around, hoping that she wouldn't get attacked as she ate. Tigerpelt was well known. He looked like a tiger, with sharp amber eyes. Flameflower gulped one carp down, licking her whiskers and digging in to the other. Her paws shifted the sand on the bank of the big river. The forest was next to it, alive with prey. Tigerpelt was 12 seasons old. Flameflower flexed her claws. She imagined sinking it into Tigerpelt's fur... "Flameflower!" Lionfang bounded up to her. "Hi!" She greeted. "Come to my cave." Lionfang whisked his tail across her muzzle. "Okay." Nodding, Flameflower plunged into the forest, reaching the cliff where Lionfang's cave was.

Hawk's Story- 5, A Warrior Cats Fanfic


Chapte 5-

     Hawk remembered the disastrous death. Blaze's death. And he had a mate! If he'd known, Hawk wouldn't have killed him. Light was still grieving. Hawk sighed. He turned in his moss nest. His bush was on the edge of the forest, after that was pine trees. It was beautiful, even in leaf-bare. It was getting deeper in leaf-bare. He needed to worry about survival, not some she-cat. Hawk soon fell asleep.
     Hawk opened his eyes. He stretched in his bush, stretching out some pieces of moss. Hawk shook the moss from his pelt. He would need more. Gathering some dusty pieces of moss, Hawk flung them outside. His belly was not too hungry. Hawk could cope. He plunged into the forest, his legs stretching, enjoying the frosty dew and the cold, clean air. It would snow soon. Hawk could taste it in the air. Even more reason to gather moss now! Hawk clawed together moss he'd found, balling it and carrying it with him to his nest. It was more than enough, and his nest was fluffy with moss. Hawk decided to hunt now. He looked at the sky. Almost sunhigh. Turning his head straight ahead, Hawk went to the moorland. There he could find rabbits, geese... His mind turned to Light. Hawk shook his head, clearing the thoughts. Rabbits, geese, moorhens, herbs. Herbs for my wounds... Birds and moles maybe. Hawk tasted the air. The scent of a moorhen hit him. He trotted eagerly toward, not pausing to crouch. Hawk just pounced, an enormous leap. He hit the moorhen, snapping its neck. Hawk gulped it down. It was scrawny. Hawk was soon redressing his wounds. Good. He looked up. It was almost dusk now. He spent a long time finding herbs. Licking his paw, Hawk turned and trekked back to his bush with the moorhen's feathers in his mouth. He dropped the bundle, sighing and closing his eyes in his soft, fluffy nest, getting half covered by moss and feathers.