A New Tale

Warriors; A New Tale

Most of what I remember is waking up somewhere and finding myself in some sort of Ravine, but decided to rest for a minute. When I arose, I realized I smelled Treeclan.

All I know is that I shouldn't be in Treeclan territory, I ran, and hit myself on what felt like a Warrior scratching at my shoulder, though it didn't sound like one, actually it didn't sound like a living thing, but I didn't stay to find out.

I followed the scents of the other clans, I'm still not sure why. Right now I am at what I presume is fourblossoms, even if I couldn't see it.

I'm conflicted about where to go, or even if I should go at all. I don't know what phase of the moon it was, so it wouldn't be safe to stay, but at the same time I still can't run and possibly get myself killed.

I decided to just think of what I could remember. As I thought, I also focused. It's cold, but not very cold, so the season and time of day is probably leaf-fall at night.

I close my eyes and remember a few names. Waterstep, Sootfur, Blueflower, Whitestone, Frostbite, and Spidersong. So, as any logical cat would do, I called for help.

"Waterstep! Sootfur! Blueflower! Whitestone! Frostbite! Spidersong!"

Then,I heard pawsteps and rustling of bushes, so I turned towards it, smelling a cat from Roseclan. That must be where I'm from! I couldn't even smell my own Clan-scent over my wet fur, and how it soaked in the Treeclan scent.

Either way I was so excited to know someone was there! When they finally said something, however, it was a very small voice who, at best, was a half-trained apprentice, Said, "Who are you?" I said a,

"Nice to meet you!"

to show I was no threat, after all I was a warrior, though, not very tall to say the least.

"You said you were looking for my mentor, Frostbite."

"I think so, my memory is pretty foggy, all I remembered was those names." I replied with a small amount of sorrow in my voice

"Well... do you want me to get him?"

"That would be amazing!" I paused and cleared my throat, "Yes please."

The young apprentice had a smug giggle that chilled me to the bone before they trotted off. I had a pang of regret as I scented, felt, and heard, A cat pounce on my back fur. They bit the stem of my tail, it was so painful that I couldn't bear it! I think I passed out.

I woke up in what I could assume was a medicine den. But they had me second guessing that. Even though it smelled like herbs, it smelled like a lot of apprentices. Which led me to believe it was an apprentice den, with a couple of them having sealed wounds. They seemed to be Blossomclan. Yet, I still had that Roseclan scent in my nose. I didn't have time to think about it further, because the apprentices noticed I was awake, a few hissing. Then I heard a strong warrior of a cat budge in, blocking the apprentices from getting any closer. The large cat spoke, with the deepest voice I'd ever heard,

"Skedaddle."

they definitely weren't asking, but demanding. I also heard an older cat that smelled like herbs, so it was a med den, I also heard the cat chatting to apprentices about escaping the camp through the, "Secret exit". But I snapped back to reality, I didn't want to look weak, before all else, right now, so I started to talk,

"looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Then I heard apprentices murmur,

"That's him everyday", and "She's dead", along with "You think she's gonna live?" Then the warrior continued,

"I said, Skedaddle!" The apprentices ran like the wind after that.

"So" the warrior said in a quiet tone,

"So?" I repeated, confused,. then it struck me. He had a scent of nervousness. What was he so nervous about?

"What's your name?" I asked, but before I could twitch my tail again he spoke.

"Oh, I'm sorry, call me Sharpstar" He was so sporadic when he introduced himself.

"So you're the leader?" they paused before answering,

"One could say that." he murmured.

"You get nervous a lot for a leader." not even a heart-beat later a warrior called near me,

"Sharpstar!" a semi-large cat called behind me.

"Give me a minute" Sharpstar had whispered to me before padding passed me to the strange cat. I started to groom myself then I heard something very quiet. It struck me like a monster to a kit! There was a Roseclan smell in the air. I started to worry because Roseclan is known for being intelligent and unpredictable. Sharpstar sprinted towards me at rapid speeds,

"We've got to go!" He snapped. I nodded in Agreement As a group of warriors rushed to defend the camp, I decided to use my senses to find out how many there were, how many could be still coming, and where they were coming from.

I couldn't believe how well my senses had increased, almost like Moonclan had blessed me! There were no more coming, that was a relief, considering that there were exactly twenty-six warriors and four elder apprentices. They were all at one entrance which meant if we were to escape through the side, we would be able to have a fighting chance! But the idea would go to waste if not discussed, so I rushed over to the cat that wanted Sharpstar, right as Roseclan tried to catch the clan by surprise.

"I need to talk to you" I yelled to the fluffy-long warrior.

"What! What do you want!" he snapped out of the pressure.

"I have an Idea!"

"Well? Spit it out!"

"We could sneak out the secret exit in the med den!" I rushed to exclaim.

"I'll tell Sharpstar, Thank you"

"You're welcome!" I yelled to them as they sped away.

A few ticks later, Sharpstar padded over to me and guided me back to the medicine den, even if I didn't see him. I heard someone yell,

"This way! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" I followed the sound of their voice,

"I'm on my way!" As I padded their paws were slower than expected The most worrisome part is that their scent was masked.

Then I was hit like fangs from a fox, no one had any Roseclan scent, there were no Blossomclan cat scents either. Where had the cats gone? I heard pawsteps in the far distance.

I smelled lots of... I don't even know what. Wait... no no NO!!! Not again! There was a war. The scent was coming from the blood. I could barely hear the footsteps of a Roseclan warrior.

"Now it's your turn... " I heard the quiet warrior whisper

I leaped out of the way, but to no avail. For they had bit into one of my hind legs, gripping harder and harder until I wailed as loud as I had ever. I was being dragged away, one was surprisingly weaker than the others, perhaps an elder apprentice? It was hard to think of anything.

With all the pounding in my head, and the ringing in my ears. Then I remembered the pawsteps I had heard. It was my clan. Did they leave me behind? Couldn't be, they wouldn't abandon me, right? Or would they?

I couldn't keep my eyes open. It felt like I had thousands of cuts and bruises under my fur. Once I had become more conscious, I had heard tons of little whispers, chanting the name Spidersong, that was a familiar name. Then I awoke, it was only a dream. Yet not vivid at all, it was very one could say, memorable

(I am not finished with the story! I am in the process of calming everything down to where it isn't so...eventful one could say. Thanks for understanding, have a good day!)