Crowclan's Tale

A beginning

A black she-cat snarled. "I told you to gather more members!" She hissed at a white tom, covered in orange, striped dapples. "Crow, I apologize." He responded. Crow's fur bristled. "You shouldn't need to apologize! This is why you stupid clan cats are useless." The tom's fur bristled in response. "I'm not a clan cats. I may be windclan's former deputy, but that does NOT make me a clan cat!" He hissed. Crow would glare down at him, from atop a large crate. "Beech, you dare speak to me in that tone? Are you challenging me?" She hissed, her claws unsheathing.

Beech would snarl in response, and turn his head, shouting, "Hank!" Just then, a grey calico-tom appeared from around the corner. He'd shift his hat on his head, and glare at Crow. "You need assistance?" He asked Beech. The orange tom turned to Crow. "I do."

Crow would yowl and leap down the crate, landing on Beech. Beech would kick his hind legs at her stomach and throw her off, before flipping onto his paws. "You're horrible at fighting." He scoffed, before he'd drag her off. Past the wired-gates, a thunder path lay in front of them. "Beech!" She yowled. "Crowclan! Come help me!--" Hank would cover her mouth. "Useless hag. Throw her out." Beech turned to Hank. The grey-calico tom would smile and wait till a monster was near. He'd throw her out onto the thunderpath, looking at Beech as her skull was crushed by it. "I say we tell Crowclan that she did it to herself." Hank spoke. Beech would nod in agreement. "Come on, then."

"Crowclan! Gather beneath the crates!" Beech yowled out, as cats began to gather around. About 10 total. "We will be migrating to the barn, but, this is because Crow has died. We cannot afford to stay around these 'dangerous' parts." He looked at Hank with a smile. Murmurs of agreement were heard within the crowd. "Gather everything, we will leave at dusk so we can get there around dawn. I will discuss the new rules once we arrive." He finished, and everyone scrambled around the carrionplace to pack things up.

~~TIME SKIP~~

As the cats arrived at the barn, most of the were amazed by it's huge glory. Immediately, they ran towards it. "Wow!" Some said. "It's huge!" Others said. Beech and Hank looked at eachother, and Beech laughed aloud. "Oh boy, they have a lot to learn.." Hank would nod in agreement. "Yeah-" He said, with a neutral expression. "Come on!" Beech would nudge Hank, before running forward. "Oh boy, I've missed this place." He'd enter the barn doors. There, a few cats sat in a group.

The cats looked at him. "Who are you?" One asked, it was a red and orange she. Beech would smile. "I'm Beech, the known leader of Crowclan." He introduced himself. "Crowclan?" One of the cats trembled. "Yeah, Crowclan." Beech responded, as Hank bounded beside him, and in came the rest of the cats. "You can either join us, or flee the barn." They looked at eachother, and the red and orange she stepped up. "I can't leave, so, I'll join you." The rest of the group trembled. "We-We're leaving! Without you!" They hissed.

"What may be your name, m'lady?" He asked the she who stepped up. "Call me Sage." Beech would nod. "You can escort your friends, and be sure to come back. We don't bite.." Hank would glance over, and input. "I'll keep an eye on 'em." He'd then turn to leave the barn. Beech would step infront of his group, before leaping upon a crate.

"Now, I rule Crowclan. And with this, there will be new rules." He'd smile as the others looked in suspense. "First, Hank and I will both lead this clan, together..." He began, as Hank stepped back into the barn. Hank would trot over, and leap upon the crate Beech sat on. "We will do our best to take over the clans.."