Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Moonstar · RiverClan Leader

Swiftpaw's Fan-Fic

Swiftclaw · ThunderClan Warrior

Thanks! Chaper 1 will be up in a few days. I just need to figure out what the main clan will be. I think Either Mud or Rock clan.

-- Edited by Swiftpaw at 01:01, 2008-01-04

Rosetail · WindClan Warrior

Love the names :D Can't wait to read!

Swiftclaw · ThunderClan Warrior

Made the prolog cos' I could. ^^ Hope you like it.

Prolog

The half moon of leaf-bare hovered in the sky like a giant, sleepy eye, shedding its cold light over a forest of bone-like trees; dappling the pelt of a single, flame colored cat as he moved silently along the forest floor. The tomcat stopped for only a moment, bounded forward, and leaped gracefully on top of an upturned rock. He opened his jaws and caterwauled a summoning that pierced the still night air.
Not long after the wail had faded away, a lean tortoiseshell she-cat emerged from the brush, followed closely by three others. The she-cat dipped her head in greeting to the tom sitting on the rock. "Greetings, Spur," she said icily, green eyes glaring up at the red cat, "You do realize what hour it is, yes?"
Spur pulled his lip back into a brief snarl as he pelt began to prickle. "Silence," he spat, "I could care less about that. I have called you all out to discuss a very important matter."
"Oh yes?" a large, dangerous looking blue tom hissed sarcastically, "And what exactly would this important matter you speak of be, O great leader?"
"Snake, Thorn, you two will lose your ears if you cannot watch your mouth," Spur growled back, "I have come to speak to you about our pathetic life style. Think, my fellow rogues, how long have we lived in this burned forest? Living only off of what stringy rats we come across?"
A murmur of agreement rippled from the small collection of cats, surely they all knew what this was like, for they had joined together in a clan for this very reason.
"But, my dear Boneclan, it does not have to be this way. The land we live in is full of richness, is it not? But not once can we feast off of one plump rabbit, or drink from crystal clear waters without being driven out by the cursed clan cats, Spurs voice filled with intense hatred at the mention of clan cats, Why, I ask you? Why must we endure this madness? Let us claim what should be ours, Boneclan, let us drive out the other clans, or better, leave not one of them alive? Let them suffer what we have suffered!"
"But we are so few!" argued a small gray cat, How can we drive out even one clan?
"That is why we must seek out others who wish to overthrow the clans, once we are large enough we will attack. For now, we will chase and kill any clan cat that enters our forest. Any cat caught not chasing away, or worse, helping a clan cat will be killed on sight." Spur snarled, lashing his tail as if to emphasize the importance of his words, then he lifted his head so that his eyes reflected the moon. "Long live Boneclan!"
The other cats, lifted their heads as well, joining in the powerful yowl, "Long live Boneclan! Long live Boneclan! Long live Boneclan!" after a few minuets of chanting, the cats one by one dispersed into the forest, leaving only two cats, Snake and Spur.
"You had better not kill us all for this, if you do, Ill come back to life and kill you," she snarled, whipped around, and trotted into the darkness, leaving Spur all alone on the rock.
He laughed, and said once more, "Long live Boneclan," before turning and disappearing into the darkness just as the sun began to line the horizon.

-- Edited by Swiftpaw at 17:26, 2008-01-06

Ravenstripe · RiverClan Warrior

verry well done i likes it

Moonstar · RiverClan Leader

Wow, you have such great description!
The only thing I suggest is re-adding the quotation marks; this site makes them dissapear for some reason.

Swiftclaw · ThunderClan Warrior

Oh! I didn't notice that they were gone. >< Thanks for telling me, I'll add them now.

-- Edited by Swiftpaw at 17:27, 2008-01-06

Swiftclaw · ThunderClan Warrior

Sorry for the delay, writing two stories at once.

Swiftclaw · ThunderClan Warrior

A pair of green eyes watched from the shadows of the undergrowth, glaring straight into a plump mouse, gorging on a seed the size of its own face. A soft breeze laughed, rustling the leaves and rippling the hair of the two creatures. The mouse lifted his head, beady eyes scanning its surroundings. A few moments later the long, scrubby grass nearly exploded into a storm of fur and claws.

With a squeak the mouse, turned and fled towards its burrow, the cat hard on its tail. The rodent squirmed into a small crack in the stony ground. The she-cat snarled in frustration, clawing at where her prey had left a little while longer whipping around and walking off with her tail dragging to ground.

"Pay attention next time, Swiftpaw. If your mind had been on the hunt, you would have easily caught that mouse," a voice growled from behind the she-cat.

Swiftpaw flinched. She spun around to face the blur of gray-blue that was emerging from the bushes, and ushered a small snarl before she noticed who this stranger was: Shadowclaw, her mentor. But Swiftpaw raked her mind for some sort of excuse, "but that mouse was so fast!"

"Only as fast as any other mouse, Shadowclaw responded with a flick of his tail, honestly, Swiftpaw, if you keep this up it really is possible that you will never become a warrior!"

Swiftpaw gasped, and then lowered her head, defeated. "I dont think Sunstar will ever make a cat like me a warrior anyways," she had lost count of how many times the prey had escaped her, and she had to go back to the camp empty-handed, but lately, it had been getting worse. "Why? Why am I such a failure?" she snarled inwardly.

"You know thats not true," replied her mentor, calmly as usual, "lets go back to camp but as he turned around," Swiftpaw plopped down on her haunches, her eyes narrowed.

"No! I wont go back until I bring back fresh-kill! you can go back, if youre so eager to, but Im going to hunt a bit more!" she really wasnt expecting a positive answer, so when Shadowclaw agreed, she had to do a double take.

"Suit yourself snorted her mentor, and trudged off into the undergrowth, just dont get into too much mischief and get yourself killed."

Swiftpaw watched her mentor leave until he was beyond her sight, the whipped around and dashed off. She would bring back some prey, she wouldnt let herself slip up again. The tabby she-cats eyes gleamed with determination. Jaws parted and took in all scents, but she smelled nothing but the overwhelming scent of the pine was abundant in this part of Rockclan territory. She trotted forward, sniffing the air every once in a while to see if she could pick up the smallest trace of prey.

At last! The scent of a thrush wafted against her nose, it was powerful, and so enticing. So enticing, in fact, that she didnt smell the badger thats cave happened to be right behind the thrush.

Instinctively, the apprentice allowed herself to slip into the, oh so familiar, hunters crouch. Slowly, the tabby slunk toward her prey, and made the leap. There was screech, then silence. Swiftpaws eyes brimmed with pride as she held the limp bird in her jaws, but that pride was quickly cut off by a deep growl behind her.

A shadow fell over Swiftpaw. She cringed, forcing herself to turn around, she found herself staring into the tiny dark eyes of a familiar black and white creature

-- Edited by Swiftpaw at 22:37, 2008-01-13

Swiftclaw · ThunderClan Warrior

Swiftpaw's Fan-Fic: Chapter 1 Update