Stormclaw sat by the river, under the ancient oak which was responsible for her now permanently clouded left eye, and of course the horrible scar which raked across her face. Stormclaw stared into the river, the same river which her blood had stained only the previous morning, a ginger-brown tabby cat with ice blue eyes, stared back at her, Stormclaw raked her claws across the image, turning away from the water and clawing up the nearest tree. She climbed and climbed the tree, until she could no longer see, that horrible river, that horrible scar, that horrible place, and, that wretched cat, who couldn't just die in the storm like the rest of her family. Stormclaw closed her eyes, blocking out the light, the reality, everything. You didn't die in that storm though, you survived, there are greater things planned for you, Stormclaw, I'm sorry cats don't like you, you're just going to have to... deal with it.
"Whaa," Stormclaw opened her eyes, Adderfang, no, then who, she looked around, no cat was there, Stormclaw had to turn her whole body around, so that her one eye could see, nothing.
Stormclaw bounded through the tree, leaping onto the intertwining branch of the next tree, and so on, following the curve of the river, tree after tree, this was how Oakclan cats do it,
"Okay voice, I'll deal with it, I'll deal with that mouse-brain, Thunderwing, I'll deal with my face, and I'll deal with Oakclan, I can do it, with Adderfang there to help me, I'll do whatever stupid thing you have planned for me," Stormclaw whispered to herself, I don't care what they think, I am an Oakclan warrior.
Stormclaw, lost in her thoughts, tripped over a jutting twig, tumbling out of the tree, you mouse-brain, Stormclaw fell into a large bramble thicket, it broke her fall but Stormclaw rose from the bush with numerous bramble thorns sticking into her side, oh Stormclaw, you mouse-brain, she once more insulted herself. A humming sound filled her ears, a cat approached, humming to herself, carrying a mouthful of herbs which Stormclaw failed to recognise, Honeyflame.
"Oh, Stormclaw, hello," she glanced at Stormclaw's fur, "not many cats find it fun to roll around in a bramble thicket, but, never mind, you look like you could use some help," the pretty ginger cat laughed, approaching Stormclaw and beginning to pull the thorns out,
"So how'd you do this one," Honeyflame referenced to the many other times Stormclaw had needed the medicine cat's help.
"I was... umm... not paying attention," this had been the cause of most of her accidents, she had either been performing stupid acts of bravery, or, not paying attention, this sent the medicine cat into a fit of laughter, and Stormclaw slowly followed along with her.
After, finally, removing the thorns from Stormclaw's bedraggled pelt, she helped Honeyflame gather up herbs, which she discovered to be watermint, and the two she cats sprinted back to camp, as rain began to pound through the trees, as they reached the camp, the two cats began to slow, separating, as one went to the medicine den, and the other climbed into the tree clearing, settling down next to Adderfang. The light grey tabby nodded a greeting, rising to her paws and fetching two plump mice from the fresh kill pile, rain began to breach the thick canopy of leafs which roofed their camp, Stormclaw picked up her mouse and padded into the abandoned squirrel den which strectched throughout the great tree, this provided the clan with cold weather dens, Adderfang followed, quickly, Stormclaw dashed out, grabbed a vole, and padded back in,
"Your hungry," Adderfang looked at the vole and the mouse, dangling from Stormclaw's jaws,
"Nof or meh, foh Honehflahm," Stormclaw mumbled through her mouthful of food, nodding, Adderfang followed Stormclaw down the squirrel path, into the medicine den, passing wet cats as they went, Stormclaw dropped the vole at Honeyflame's feet, who was busy sorting herbs, she stopped, and the three she-cats sat down together, Stormclaw devoured her prey in a few quick bites. Adderfang looked at her,
"You look like you've been rolling around in a bramble bush," Stormclaw looked at her feet.
"She has," Honeyflame answered for her.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey gather here beneath the high branch for a clan meeting," Fernstar's booming voice ran through the entire tree, another good thing about the squirrel den, when a clan meeting was called, it could be heard everywhere. Adderfang rose to her paws and padded out of the medicine den, followed closely by Stormclaw and Honeyflame, the cats leaped into the clearing, where Oakclan was gathering, Fernstar sat, perched on the highbranch, a branch above the clearing which twisted at an awkward angle, and went horizontally, above the clearing,
"Mousetail and his patrol have returned from a battle with Swampclan warriors, inside our territory, not only that, but, Mousetail informs me that they were found hunting, in our territory, and then proceeded to provoke the battle," the clan turned to stare at the patrol, fresh wounds, grazing their bodies, Honeyflame rushed over to check their wounds as the leader resumed speaking,
"Will we let this slip, Oakclan, will we let them steal from us," cheers broke out around the clearing as cats got amped up to fight, as if Swapclan were here now.
"Tomorrow night, at the gathering, I will confront Pinestar, if she admits and orders her warriors to stand down, we will leave Swampclan in peace, if not, we will declare war," with that, the clan dispersed, the cats who would be attending the gathering, stayed behind, this included Stormclaw, and Honeyflame, but not Adderfang.
Fernstar leaped down from the highbranch, light tabby fur bristling, and green eyes flaming with anger,
"Oakclan clan will not commune with Swampclan at the gathering until I have spoken, if Pinestar draws back her warriors, you may speak with them as you like, if not, they will receive nothing but hostility, do you understand," his gaze swept over every cat present, war? Between the clans? There had been nothing more serious than a border skirmish in seasons, this could tear the clans apart.
~AN~
Ooh, whats gonna happen now. I accidentally called it chapter 3 and published
Lol, lucky I saw and changed it ;3 I didn't like the way I wrote the last chapter, so I tried to do this one with more detail. Hope you liked it. I felt like Stormclaw had no friends, she doesn't, so Honeyflame :3 sum sad stuffs gonna go down in the next chap... gonna have to wait and see.
Mwehehehe ^.^ Bai
Thankyew
~Dashy
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Storm
FanfictionStormclaw doesn't know where she came from. She doesn't know where she belongs. All she knows is that Adderfang found her, in the middle of the worst storm in the history of the clans, and now she's in Oakclan.
