Prologue

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      Shootingpaw swiftly ran through the forest, escaping he friend as she needed some alone time. She came down to a trot, and then walk. She stopped at where the aggressive kittypets used to live in great Tigerstars/Hearts days.

She would have loved to be him, powerful, kind, loyal, and had a mate. But she didn't like how the mate Dovewing was from ThunderClan. She despised ThunderClan. But Dovewing was one of the four, so I guess it was fine.

Shootingpaw wondered if any kittypets lived here, like the Greenleaf Twolegplaces. Well, no. She had caught a vole for taking back to camp until she heard a crunch in the bracken, she turned around, hissing softly.

She blended into the shadows like what her mentor had taught her, and stalked around with her back arched to look intimidating. She heard a jingle, and then knew that a kittypet or ThunderClan was sneaking into her territory! She knew that it could've been ThunderClan because they accept kittypets.

She dropped down into a crouch, and softly and swiftly moved through the undergrowth, bracken, brambles, and dock leaves pushed through her face, but she kept going.

As she stopped, she saw a brown tabby Tom with darker markings, and white fur on his chest shaped like a heart. Looks rather handsome. She thought, but then realized what she just had said. No, Shootingpaw! You will NOT be attracted to a kittypet! She thought, but then started mumbling off into her thoughts and not looking at the kittypet.

"You okay?" She heard a voice say, and jumped, she unsheathed her claws and arched her back and hissed, but then realized it was the kittypet, unarching her back. "What are you doing on ShadowClan territory, kittypet." She spat aggressively, ignoring the thing the kittypet asked. Her claws dug into the ground, "What's ShadowClan?" The kittypet asked, looking confused. "It's my Clan. The best Clan of all of the 4 clans, ShadowClan is superior. Unlike ThunderClan who takes kittypets into their clan, and RiverClan.. well RiverClan is okay, and then WindClan who doesn't have trees." She hissed. Feeling proud to be in the best clan.

The kittypet laughed a bit, and she hissed, confused. "My kin said that my great-great-great-grand-kin was in a Clan, they were called ThunderClan. So until you mentioned that, they were named Brackenfur. A Noble cat is what by grand-kin says." The kittypet said, until I remembered who Brackenfur was, a cat in the past, who died mysteriously(Because we don't know how he does in the series). I nodded, agreeing that Brackenfur was very noble. Why did I say that ThunderClan warrior was noble? My Clan was noble.. er! I thought to myself.

"Well, I still need to know what you are doing on ShadowClan territory!" I hissed, outstretching my unsheathed claws into the ground in anger of a kittypet stinking up the territory she wouldn't catch anymore prey, for that matter no cat would.

"I was just passing through. My sister lives in RiverClan, sadly. She didn't want to live the fancy and luxury lifestyle us house cats do, such a pity. She wanted to be a 'wild' cat and live with those clans or something. She liked water so she went to RiverClan. They know me and allow me to visit my sister every 15 sun and moons. Also, my names Bramble. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Bramble said, and doing a weird way of stretching and she saw him put his head down while stretching in the weird way, Maybe an act of submission? Shootingpaw thought.

The Tom looked confused, and got back up, like he was waiting for something. "Aren't you going to bow back? It's the way of greeting. I thought even Clan cats knew that! Ugh." Bramble mewed, angrily mumbling to himself. "In this place, we share greetings by sharing tongues, like, talking to each other." I said, "Oh, well then hello. I haven't got your name yet, pretty She-cat. So, what's your name, lovely?" He said, purring. I looked away, I was NOT going to be flustered by a kittypet! If he wanted to do that, then he'll get whats coming.

"Well, my names Shootingpaw. And you'll have to do better then that to get me and you together. Anyway, I'm not even a warrior yet!" I hissed. But he still, felt so.. majestic.. "Hmmm... still, cutie. Say, let's meet again sometime, tomorrow here again?" Bramble said with a smirk. "Fine... But don't get any funny ideas!" I hissed at the Tom, and he left for RiverClan territory, I flopped on my side, completely flustered. I made a FRIEND. I finally made a friend! YES! I said in my brain with excitement.

The next day..
Shootingpaw trotted up to the spot. And sat and waited, they looked at the house, wondering if he was still there, I saw a shadow move and lightened up as I saw Bramble run towards me, and he mewed. "Well, you showed up! I really thought you wouldn't, Flower." Bramble said. "Again. My name is Shootingpaw. Call me that. Or else!" I hissed, unsheathing my claws. "Woah woah Princess, doesn't get all feisty." They said. "Okay, STOP THAT!" I hissed, clawing at the ground in anger of being called 'princess' "I'm only an apprentice! I can't just go off with some Tom and leave my Clan behind! I'm loyal!" I hissed, putting my head high in pride of loyalty. "Alright Princess, that's what I'll call you. Say, we should be mates when we're older! You and me, lovebirds!" The Tom said quickly and proudly. I couldn't speak, I was flattered. I just had to go back to camp. "Uh- gotta go! My mentor Dawnlight is calling me! BYE!" I said, rushing away. "Bye!" I heard in the distance, and I knew that we would maybe be mates in the future.. maybe? Or not.. who knows!

Hello! Thank you for reading the prologue of Warriors: Nightmasks Journey.
I only publish on the weekends(maybe) so there will only be new chapters on the weekends! This is my first ever story, so I hope you enjoy!
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