Warrior Cats RPG Game News: A kit makes a strange discovery in Snowclan. Also, Snowclan attacks Bloodclan... An early chill leads to an Ice Skating Winter Festival in Boneclan! Meanwhile, Bloodclan raids Darkclan! The Covenant is holding their Fall Fest. And ShadowClan tames BEETLES?? Twolegs are cutting down some trees in Thunderclan's forest--look out!
Moon: New Moon
Active Accounts: SpottedstarofThunderclan,
Thunderclan is in healthy condition and is properous! we could use more Warriors, though!( Warriors: 1 Warriors in Training:1)
Clanmates: Frostsoul~, Clawstripe, and Fawnkit2
My Plots and Clans
Clans: Thunderclan ( Different than book series)
Spottedstar\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s Path Prologue The young she-cat searched desperately for any food she could muster, including crow-food. Her ginger fur glistened in the moonlight as she at last spotted a small, underfed, mouse, just plump enough to give her enough meat for the night. She gave chase after the rabbit. Her survival against nature made her lean and fast. She chased until she finally killed the mouse with a strong blow. she suddenly scented other cats. She had been warned by other cats of the borders of wild-cats that eat kittypet bones and line their nest with their fur. Her still kit-soft fur blew in all directions from the windy night. As if she were surrounded by a thousand cats, sets of claws pierced her skin, sharp enough to rip her to shreds. She arched her back hastily, her opponent yowling in surprise at how strong the she-cat was. She turned around on tail-tip to face her attacker, her mouse in her jaws. The clan cat faced her. Her pelt had torn where she had fallen into brambles after she had thrown her off. Her pelt was cherry-ginger. “Drop the mouse.” said the cherry she-cat. She obeyed and the cherry she-cat stole the mouse into her jaws. When the cherry she-cat saw how skinny and ragged she was, she started to lick her wounds. “Hi, I’m Cherrypaw and you’re trespassing. This is Thunderclan territory. You better come with me if you want to live. You must speak to Firestar.” “Well, why don’t you just join us,” asked the flame-colored tom, Firestar. Firestar knew at once this cat would be a great warrior if she stayed. Her lean muscles rippled under her pelt and her unusual ice-blue eyes seeped into his bravely. Her pelt was bright ginger and her legs looked as if she had stepped knee-deep in snow. “If you would have me. Times are hard for me. I was abandoned as a kit and brought up by a cat named Stripe. He died last Leaf-bare, as I was learning to hunt. I had to learn the ways of the wilderness to survive on my own. Though I doubt you can forgive me for the rabbit and the border. I was so hungry I wasn’t paying attention. I wouldn’t suggest taking me, I don’t think your clan like unwelcome rogues like me.” Firestar looked at her intently. She is so wise, though she just only about six moons, thought Firestar. “Once I was a kittypet. I joined the clan after I met that big gray cat over there, Graystripe. No one liked me then except for my leader, Bluestar, and Graypaw, well, Graystripe. Then, time after time I proved I was a great warrior. Then when I became leader, all four clans had to battle a clan called Bloodclan. I killed their leader, Scourge. Finally, everyone accepted me at last. I was one of the most appreciated cats in clan history. Don’t worry what other cats think. You can be a better warrior than anyone who doubts you. I can see a great warrior in you.” The she-cat looked deep into the great leader’s green eyes. She thought about how much better she could make herself. What better way to get honor than giving your own life to risk for your clan at every battle? “When do I start?” she challenged. CHAPTER 1 Spottedpaw waited silently for her mentor, Squirrelflight, to return from a patrol. She went out with Cloudtail, Cherrypaw, and Snowpaw, Lionblaze and Cinderheart’s kit. Their other kits are Beepaw and Quillpaw. Squirrelflight had promised a training session afterwards for Spottedpaw. Spottedpaw had settled in well in Thunderclan, but most of the cats at first didn’t agree with Firestar’s decision. A cat named Mousefur said they already have enough mouths to feed, especially in Leaf-Bare. Another cat named Dustpelt said that Windclan have attacked in the past because of letting rogues and kittypets into the clan, poisoning the pure-blood cats. To settle things down, Graystripe reminded everyone that Firestar had once been a kittypet, but became the best warrior the clans have ever seen. This statement passed through the clan for a half-moon before they realized how great an apprentice Spottedpaw would be; not to mention a warrior. A sudden screech jerked her out of her thoughts. Cloudtail, Cherrypaw, and Snowpaw were carrying a limp form between them. “No….” wailed Spottedpaw quietly. “ It was Shadowclan. They’d remarked the border. I was a mouse-brain to try it alone. It’s my fault.” Cloudtail failed to say anymore. Red gashes lined his muscles and the others were no better off. Cherrypaw had a torn ear and Snowpaw’s right eye was swollen and her white chest had a deep wound across it. She collapsed. She was the youngest of them all. She needed help quick. Squirrelflight, well, there was nothing they could do for her. She was gone. Spottedpaw couldn’t believe she was gone, just like that. Her belly to chest had red lines all across her. “Hurry! Get up Cloudtail. Snowpaw needs help quickly. We need to get her to Jayfeather.” Cloudtail got up slowly and walked over to Snowpaw. Cherrypaw followed. Gently, they let Snowpaw walk between them. Spottedpaw grabbed Squirrelflight by her scruff. As soon as Snowpaw started walking, Cherrypaw took care of her, while Cloudtail came over to help Spottedpaw. “She’s off to Starclan now. I wonder what Brambleclaw will think.” “I never had a chance to say sorry! I always loved her, even if she did lie to me.” Brambleclaw had always loved her, but was waiting for her to know the pain of your mate lying to you. “My daughter… No!” whimpered Sandstorm. Firestar just stared. Spottedpaw knew he had to stay strong for his clan, and would mourn later. “Let all cats who can catch their own prey gather here beneath the Highrock for a clan meeting.” Everyone was already gathered, so Firestar went on. “ As everyone can see, Squirrelflight is dead. This is, as Cloudtail says, Shadowclan’s doings. We must make them pay for what they have done. Who will join me to claim back our territory and avenge Squirrelflight?!” All the cats yowled their agreements. “All right. I will take Graystripe, Dovewing,Ivypool, Spottedpaw, Bumblestripe, Dustpelt, Toadstep,Rosepetal, Lionblaze,Brambleclaw , and Cinderheart,Brackenfur, you are in charge while I’m gone.” Brackenfur who was leading the grief-stricken Sandstorm and Leafpool to Jayfeather’s den for shock treatment, nodded solemly. “The rest of you, follow me,” meowed Firestar. Her first real battle. “After I give Spottedpaw a new mentor. Bumblestripe, out of your littermates, besides Briarlight, you have no apprentice. This why I give you Spottedpaw as an apprentice.” Spottedpaw quickly rushed forward to touch noses with Bumblestripe. “You’ll do just fine.” he whispered “Let’s go!” shouted Firestar . They approached silently onto the edge of where Shadowclan had remarked the border. None other than Shadowclan stood there waiting.
Ouch Clawstripe that gotta hurt!
...my eye extremely hurts i got elbowed at school today while outside when somebody was trying to catch a football...they ran backwards into me and their elbow(according to my friend)"completely penetrated"my eye...luckily no black eye...
Pangea came here, right?
She is the most evilest KITTYPET!
Her goal is to emlimate all the warriors!
I'll tell you later...once you finished reading..you HAVE TO DELETE THIS!
Your story is good!
Keep on writing....
Isn't nice to have Fawnkit around?
My clanmates still hate me cause I'm used to be a kittypet.....