Warrior cats - New beginnings

Chapter 1

        She woke, in a small stone cave. The pulp of leaves and flowers was plastered over her wounds. The cave was damp, with a sweet smell of herbs and flowers yet still lingering. She raised her head. A shadowy figure moves throughout the shadows."Ah.. your awake." It's voice echoed out. As if it read her thoughts, it stated shortly after. "Your in SunClan's temporary medicine den." "Medicine den?" She echoed. "Like the vet?" She added. "Vet?" The cat stopped. They seemed confused. Then they responded, " Oh, the cutter. No, not much like that. See, in this forest, we are divided into 3 clans, forged by our warrior ancestors countless moons ago. We have a leader, a deputy, a medicine cat, warriors, elders, kits, and queens. Queens are cats that are either nursing or going to have kits soon, who are the newborn young that is unable to fight, hunt, or anything that an apprentice could do. Apprentices train to fight, hunt, and learn boundaries of our territory. They cannot become a deputy, such as a warrior, which is a cat that hunts for the clan, yet they must hunt to feed the clan before themselves. If they are chosen loyal, strong, or worthy to become deputy by the leader, they are chosen for that. Deputies become leader once the past one has died, and they send out patrols for hunting, and to check out borders for unwanted cats. One of those were with me when we found you, injured after the flood. We brought you back to our leader, who allowed us to heal you. Leaders are cats that lead the clan. They were previously chosen to be deputy by the old leader, or chosen by the medicine cat to become leader if the deputy and leader have died. Then you have Elders, cats who are too old to do any warrior duties. Then," the cat said. You have me, the medicine cat. Sometimes, if Starclan shows me a sign, or a kit or apprentice shows interest and skill with healing, they become my apprentice and take over when I die or retire." They stepped out of the shadows, revealing a tortoiseshell pelt, she was a slender she with golden brown eyes. " I am AppleDusk." As she spoke, footsteps were heard outside. Another scent filled the air, and a cat stepped through the shadows. "Ah, hello, RabbitFoot." She glanced up to the pale tom, with abnormally long back feet. "Ah, so they woke." His voice boomed through the small cave. "Any major injuries?" He asked. "No, just a few large gashes. Where's MouseStar? She said she was going to come see this cat." She asked. "He went to go hunt, we're low on prey and the elders are complaining." Suddenly, a memory of the neighbour's cat popped into her mind, the cat's name was Patches. She seemed yet so close. She scented the air, picking up scents of a new group of cats, and another cat came into the now crowded den. "Ah, MouseStar! This is the cat we found." She barely heard what the cat had said. She stared in disbelief at the cat. Then she managed to say one word. "Patches?"