Warriors: The Lost Clans

Chapter 2

Sighing, a light gray she-cat rested by the stream. She flapped her weak wings and sighed again. BloodClan was hidden in the forest. Not a single cat knew about them except them. Not even when they shared it.

"H-hi," a voice behind her made her jump. "Sorry."

Turning, she saw Drago, the ScaleWing. "Hi." She muttered.

"Look, I'm sorry they're dead," Drago hissed. "But it doesn't change the fact that they were traitors and deserved to die, Bird."

"Well, it still doesn't change the fact that they're dead. They were my family! I can't believe you, idiot," Bird turned away.

"Well, please, just give me a chance," Drago touched her shoulder with his tail tip. "You're a beautiful she-cat and cats deserve to like you."

"It still doesn't change the fact that you killed them," Bird got up and stormed away.

Drago ran up to her. "I didn't kill them."

"Then who did?" Bird glared at him.

"My brothers," Drago meowed.

"You mean Snake?" Bird's eyes narrowed more. "And Bloodstar?"

Closing his eyes, Drago whispered, "Cookie and Oatmeal."

This is a collab story with me and Wildheart911 , i did not steal Oatmeal.

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Sunlight flickered through the nursery as birds chirped. A light gray queen watched her kits play. She looked up when a black Tom padded in.

"Mousefrost," the black Tom licked her ear affectionately. "You're finally awake."

Mousefrost looked back down at her kits. "These noise-makers woke me up, Nightfeather. In my defense, I thought they were napping."

"Perhaps I should take them for a short walk around camp," Nightfeather nudged one. "Their apprentice ceremony is tomorrow. Silverkit and Sunkit should be apprentices soon, and I don't want to interrupt that."

"I suppose," Mousefrost meowed. "Come on, little kits, it's time to explore the camp."

"Yay!" The kits cheered.

"I want to go in the medicine cat den," Silverkit meowed.

"But you don't want to become a medicine cat, do you?" Nightfeather bent down to lick her.

"Ah, but I do! Being so close to StarClan, sharing their secrets with no one, it's awesome!" Silverkit's eyes gleamed.

"Though that's good, the medicine cat already has an apprentice," Mousefrost flicked her tail. "Now, no more rubbish about being a medicine cat. DawnClan needs more warriors, not more worriers."

"Yes, Mousefrost," Silverkit bowed her head.

Mousefrost nodded in acceptation and strutted out to the fresh-kill pile. Nightfeather turned to them. "You're lucky, kits, that nothing bad has happened."

Sunkit watched Nightfeather leave and murmured, "Yet."