Tangled Clans: A Warriors Story

Fireflies- Sunclan

     Silverstar sat calmly upon the high rock, his cold eyes scanning the area around him. Unfortunately for the tom, he never really noticed the beauty of nature. All he noticed was a possible threat against his clan.
     "Ferretfang...Why do we have to have these mouse brained creatures? Is there any use for them?" The leader questioned quietly. His tail was stretched out in front of his nose where a firefly had landed and was blinking on and off.
     Ferretfang looked at him with a shrug. "For beauty, for entertainment, or perhaps for no reason at all. There are many different reasons, but we don't know them all. Perhaps you should be asking a different question, such as: why are we here," the she-cat meowed, tail flicking lazily. She was a confusing cat and often spoke the odd thoughts in her head, whether they made sense or not.
     Silverstar stares at her for a moment, his eyes seemingly penetrating her thoughts. This was part of the reason he was in charge...his stone cold eyes. He didn't really understand, but some brave cats told him that his eyes were like icicles. They were beautiful but deadly.
     "You are different from other she cats," He muses, flicking his tail. He gets to his paws and stretches, bending his head up to look at Starclan. "Have you ever wondered when you will visit Starclan?" Silverstar asks, looking over to Ferretfang once more.
     "I'll assume you meant that in a good way," Ferretfang chuckles teasingly. She looks up at the stars. "I do not know when I will join them, nor do I wish to. I will know when it is my time," she purrs. She looks back at Silverstar. "It seems you have another little friend," she laughs, seeing another firefly land on his nose.
     Silverstar frowns, his nose twitching. He shakes his head and the glowing creature flies away. The leader then looks over to Ferretfang with a very annoyed expression.
     "Beauty? Entertainment? I'm sure you were kidding. These creatures serve absolutely no use," He says to her with an angry shake of his head. The tom jumps down off of the high rock and down to his den. "Goodnight Ferretfang. You are on the dawn patrol tomorrow, get some rest," Silverstar called up to her. Then the silver tom dissappeared into his den.
     Ferretfang shrugged and walked into the warriors den, settling into her nest. She tucked her paws beneath her and curled up next to another she-cat, her sister Weasletooth. Laying her head on her paws, Ferretfang drifted off to sleep, dreaming of chasing fireflies.