~Warrior Cats~ | bright storms |

Snowfeather’s tail swished across the grass as she and the other medicine cats returned from the moonstone. She had just given her apprentice his name, Oakpool. Redwing, shallowstone, echopebble And dustbracken had split away from snowfeather and oakpool, to head back to their clans, Riverclan and thunderclan. Raintail padded behind snowfeather, when they got further into the moor, raintail would disappear off to windclan, and she and oakpool, to shadowclan.Raintail meowed a quick parting message, and slid away into the bracken. She was so intent on thinking about her dream from starclan that she didn’t notice his leaving.

“Snowfeather! Snowfeather!” Oakpool yowled.
Suddenly he screeched in alarm, and began to hiss and growl angrily. Snowfeather spun around, her dream gone instantly. A dark grey she cat with light blue eyes was standing over Oakpool, his blood splashed over her paws. She hissed and spun around, prowling towards snowfeather, her claws unsheathed. Suddenly snowfeather leapt forwards, lashing out with her forpaws.The grey she reached forwards towards were snowfeather had landed clumsily, and dug her teeth into the medicine cats shoulder. She ran her claws along the she’s back, then sprang over the limp body, and disappeared into the trees. Snowfeather opened one eye, and looked across at Oakpool, who’s flank was gently rising and falling, a single sign that he was alive.

Turtlewing sprang forwards, her tail streaking out behind her as she sprinted through the forest, Maplestar and cloverfoot at her side. They slowed down, and finally stopped in a tiny clearing, hidden by a huge tree root. Maplestar’s head disappeared as he looked over the root.Turtlewing scrambled up next to him, and gasped. There was blood splattered over the grass, and the moss had been torn from the trees around them. In the centre of the clearing lay Snowfeather, her white pelt stained red with blood. Next to her was a deep brown shape, Oakpool. They both lay motionless, the incredibly gently breeze ruffling their fur.Maplestar slid down into the clearing, her ears twitching. Cloverfoot followed, but turtlewing stayed on the tree root.
“Fox?” Cloverfoot asked Maplestar.
“Cat.” He replied, sniffing at the clumps of fur caught on the brambles.
Turtlewing turned her head to look at oakpool, and suddenly saw a flash of fur. Not oakpool, not snowfeather, then wh- she gasped
“Loooooookkk ouuuuutttt!” She screeched to Maplestar and cloverfoot.”lookout!” Suddenly a flash of lightning lit the sky, and the clearing was filled with dark shapes.

Cloverfoot And Maplestar disappeared under a mass of screeching cats, their fur matted and stained with crimson blood. Suddenly a flash of black fur blocked turtlewing’s veiw, and half of windclan and thunderclan hurled themselves into the clearing, screeching and yowling in pain and anger. After a moment of hesitation, turtlewing leapt into the clearing to fight the rogue intruders.


(This is the only short part sorry ) 😛.

Claws flashed around her as more cats from the clans, and rogues, entered the battle.Oh starclan, turtlewing whispered, oh starclan save us. A second later a ginger Tom leapt on her, and began to lash out towards her chest. But in the time he had taken to steady himself, she had acted. She leapt forwards towards his forpaws, and bit in hard.he yowled, so she let go, spin around and raked her claws along his back. He screeched in terror, and struggled underneath her. Suddenly she felt herself being thrown of the Tom, and heavy paws landed on her side. She wriggled, and tried to escape the newcomers grip. Claws ripped her pelt and teeth bit into her ears. Her heart raced, what would happen next? Then another bolt of lightning hit the sky, and rain poured down from silverpelt. The cat leapt off her, and scrambled into the shelter of a nearby bush. The battle in the clearing slowly began to end, the rogues dashing off into the bracken for cover, or staying for a while longer, and fighting ever so slightly more weak, then before.
Maplestar stepped forwards, Lionstar and Blackstar followed, staying slightly further behind.
“Leave now, or face the consequence.” He hissed.
The grey she cat stepped out from behind a small boulder.
“I could say the same to you.”

Snowfeather gasped and scrambled to her paws, the crisp tang on pine sap sharp on her tongue. Her silver fur was fluffed up, apart from where a long gash lay on her side.she stumbled and fell, landing heavily in the nest that had been made for her. Raintail lay a few fox lengths away, his nose twitching. Oakpool lay next to her, his eyes open and filled with pain.Froth bubbled at his lips, and his ears were hidden under a thick layer of blood. She sighed, she new what a dead cat looked like. She silently lay back, and stared at the limp body of oakpool.
“Why starclan Why!” Turtlewings mew sounded from the enterance. Snowfeather lifted her muzzle, and gently spoke to the distressed she. “Your brother is dead, Turtlewing. Dead. I’m sorry for your loss, it is mine too, as his mentor. There is no hope for him now, he has joined starclan.”
Turtlewing turned and fled through the bracken.

Snowfeather was meant to look after oakpool! And now, he is dead. All because of her! It’s not fair! Turtlewing sprang at a tree root, and ripped the bark from it. She then turned, and stalked into the forest, her tail lashing against the piles of leaves.
“Turtlewing, you must go back to shadowclan.”
Her ear flicked and she lookout up.
“Turtlewing I’m always with you, so trust me, go back to shadowclan when they need you most.”
Turtlewing turned slowly, and only just caught a glimpse of oakpool’s brown pelt, before he faded back to starclan. Shadowclan! She silently padded out from the trees, and followed the bramble wall back to camp. A yowl sounded from the trees. Her pace quickened and she bounded into camp.The rogue she cat, her grey pelt matted and untidy, stood at the top of shade rock.Her gaze swung towards Turtlewing, and she muttered something to a cat next to her.It bounded away, and disappeared into a den, the warriors den, she thought.A second later a black she cat appeared next to her, and shoved her towards the grey she on the rock.
“Who, are you?” The grey she cat asked, leaping off her perch.
“I am Turtlewing, of shadowclan!” She yowled, shoving the black she aside and diving for the rogue leader.

The grey she cat whipped out a paw, and smashed it into the side of turtlewings head. She gasped, and stumbled, falling into the dust. A small paw landed on her chest.
“Ahh, a shadowclan cat, I see. You shall be a prisoner of Bloodclan! Specklewing, take her to the rock cave.”
A white she cat with brown dapples sprang forwards, and grabbed Turtlewing by the scruff. She pulled the dazed she across the camp, and disappeared into a stone cave, pushing through a wall of heavy, sharp brambles.

Turtlewing glared at the she cat as she covered the enterance with an extra layer of brambles, and sat down a few tail lengths away.A half rotten mouse lay next to Turtlewing, it’s eyes swirling with mould and rot.she kicked it aside with a paw, and lay against the cold wall of the cave.
“Storm! storm! storm!” The sudden roar from the clearing was deafening, echoing along the cave walls. So the leader is called storm, Turtlewing noted.
“Ok ok! Bring forwards the first prisoner!” Storm called.
Turtlewing stared through the brambles, her eyes sparkling in anxiety.A pale Tom was brought into a circle of cats, his fur spiky and unclean. Turtlewing gasped, that was Icepelt, a senior shadowclan warrior! Before she could think why he was out in the clearing, storm had leapt forwards, and dug her teeth into his neck. He let out a mew of pain, then fell still.Oh no, Turtlewing gasped, storm is killing the shadowclan cats!

Snowfeather gasped as sharp teeth dug into her scruff, and she was dragged out of the den into the clearing. The rogue leader stood, her eyes sparkling with death, and faced her cats as snowfeather was dropped infront of her.
“My first medicine cat! This will be fun.” She raised her paw, and swiped at snowfeather’s muzzle, sending blood over the grass. Snowfeather hissed, But hard paws held her down. She was lashed again, then teeth dug into her shoulder and she was shaken, before being dropped onto the ground again. She yowled in pain, but her mew was cut off as storm’s paw landed on her throat, the unnaturally sharp claws piercing her skin. She kicked up hard with her paws, and rolled into a crouch, eyes narrowed.

Turtlewing growled as she saw snowfeather being lashed and bitten, treated just how she shouldn’t be treated. With a roar, she leapt out the bramble thicket, and charged into storm, bowling her over and pinning her against a rock. The rest of the shadowclan cats did the same, attacking any enemy in their grasp. They growled and clawed at every rogue, until only a small group of rogues were left. The shadowclan cats, their numbers now considerably less, stood panting, and facing Turtlewing, her brown and ginger pelt shining in the sun. The limp form of Storm lay behind her, lifeless and silent.
“Run.” She hissed to the rogues.” Run or you will die.”

Slowly, the rogues turned, and disappeared through the brambles.left in their place was a limp brown figure, Maplestar, lying on his side, panting heavily.
“Maplestar!” Turtlewing yowled, running towards her leader.
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” He said, slowly standing up.
“Oh no your not!” A battered, bloody she cat leapt at him, and began to tear at his throat, her claws still sharp and fatal. Then she leapt back and growled as Turtlewing prowled towards her. Seconds ticked by. Then she leapt, and Turtlewing was thrown to the ground. Storm yowled as her claws ripped up for and blood, and Turtlewing went limp.

Turtlewing waited, her eyes half open, her body convulsing in pain.Then with all the strength of starclan, she leapt up, and ripped open storm’s throat, the she cats struggles becoming weaker and weaker until they final stopped.
Snowfeather stood up, balancing on two paws and leaning on cloverfoot,
“Turtlewing, Mothshadow died early today, killed by the dreadful storm.she was the deputy, and as Maplestar, she indicated the limp form, has passed to starclan, it is my job as a medicine cat to appoint a new leader.I choose you, Turtlewing, the cat with more courage than the whole of the forest.”
Turtlewing gasped, she hadn’t expected that.
“Turtlewing,” a hoarse mew sounded a little way from her,”Turtlewing I’m still alive.” Maplestar whispered.”But I would like to retire from being the leader of shadowclan. But now I must choose a deputy to take my place, and I choose you.”
The joy in her heart flooded back, she was the leader of the best, truly the best, clan in the whole of clan territory!”

The shadowclan cats arrived at the gathering slightly later than they had meant to, as all the other clans were already there.
Turtlestar stood up on the rock next to the other leaders, and faced the gathered cats.Reedstar from Riverclan nodded to her, and she stepped forwards.
“Cats of all clans! Let the gathering begin!”
“You may start, reedstar whispered under her breath.
“ I will go first! “ she nodded slightly to reedstar,” A recent attack on shadowclan has lost us many warriors, but despite our loss, hope remains.Maplestar has retired to become an elder, and he appointed me as deputy before he did. So here I am as the new leader of Shadowclan.” There were yowls of approval from the crowd.” Thank you to the clans, they helped us greatly in the great battle at the clearing.” She stood back.
The other leaders spoke in their turn, and the gathering was dismissed.

(13 moons later)

Turtlestar curled up next to Silverdusk, her tail entwined with his.Inbetween them lay four kits, a deep brown kit, a grey kit,, a dappled white and ginger kit, and a ginger kit, all of which were fast asleep, their tiny noses twitching in the breeze.

Snowfeather lay in her nest, her head on her paws. Her new apprentice, Brackenpool, lay in the nest next to her, his ears twitching as he slept.she sighed and thought again about her vision from starclan, given so long ago.
A grey cat stood on a huge rock, lightning had lit the sky, then darkness. But after all seemed lost a light shone out from the shadows, and glowed brightly, the light growing stronger and stronger still.Turtlestar was standing in the centre of the camp, her pelt sleek and well groomed.A black cat stood next to her, a silver streak running across his pelt.
‘When all hope seems lost, look to the skies and the sun will find you.’ A voice spoke from somewhere unknown. ‘And safe will you be, on the wings of the golden light that saves you.’
She sighed, and closed her eyes, letting dreams from the past and future surround her.