A howling wind blew past the crying Lightningstorm. She had walked many miles from Shadowclan. Her tears had almost dried. She missed her kits.
They probably hate me, Lightningstorm thought.
It was sunset. The clouds were many colors.
Lightningstorm sat down and fell asleep.
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"Lightningpaw?" a silver tabby she-cat mewed.
"Storm," Lightningstorm mumbled while turning on her side.
"Should we harm this trespasser?" asked a brown long haired tom.
"No, I know her," the tabby mewed.
Lightningstorm opened her eyes and saw Willow.
"WILLOW!"
"How dare you! She is Sorrowstar of Sorrowclan," hissed a young black tom.
"It is alright, Thunderpaw," Sorrowstar, or Willow, said. "She knew me as Willow."
"What is going on, Willow?" asked Lightningstorm.
"When Leopard died, I ran. I met Harley," Sorrowstar said flicking her tail towards the brown long haired tom, "He asked me about the clans and after moons we started our own. I became Sorrowstar, and Harley became Longwind, my deputy. We had two kits, Thunderpaw, and Leopardpaw."
Lightningstorm nodded.
"So, you look to old to be a paw, what is your name?"
Lightningstorm choked out, "My name is Lightning..."
End Of Book 2
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Warriors- Omen of Thunder- Book 2- The Prowlers of Shadows
FanfictionWith Lightningstorm's life in ruins can she trust any cat? Can she find the courage to hunt down the prophecy pieces and discover her fate? Or will her world crumble around her with the death of every cat she loves?
