Warriors: War For Peace (Book 1)

Chapter 1

The air was extremely cold, and it was a good thing it wasn't snowing today or else it would be much worse.

Jaybriar was assigned to catch an eagle, and sent to the highest peak to wait for it there.

...But nothing's coming!...

Sometimes he thought his Clanmates sent him on certain tasks to purposefully bore him out.

It was true, Jaybriar- A young warrior from the most fearsome Clan, RavenClan- was a misfit.

He didn't know why, at all.

He was son of the leader and brother of the deputy! Why couldn't he be treated like them too?

...Nobody likes me. I guess I'm just immature...

Before he knew it he was freezing cold.

...It's too dangerous up here! Cold. Very high up. Barely any air. I must get down...

Forgetting about his task, he slowly slid down the smooth slope, and started to warm up and find it easier to breath.

...This feels so much better!....

After what seemed like a couple days,He felt his paws touch the soft, chilly snow. He had reached land. He saw several, short sharp rocks forming a round circle, and in the center has a dark hollow.

....RavenClan camp!...

He quickly ran towards the hollow and slid down the smooth, tunnel entrance. Jaybriar, skidded to an abrupt halt when he touched ground.

All of a sudden, he felt a sharp prick of pain.

"OWWWWW!" He screeched.

The Clan turned to stare at him, wide-eyed. They have just noticed him arrive.

"Oh, it's just Jaybriar." The oldest warrior, Nightstripe, growled.

Jaybriar then noticed Eaglepaw whisper something into Jaggedpaw's ragged ear.

A queen named Blacksky picked her son Falconkit up by the scruff and carried him into the den.

Jaybriar never felt more embarrassed. It was dawn, he might have woken someone up.

He sunk down in fear as his father, Rockstar, and brother Crowfang approached him.

"Where is that eagle you were meant to catch, Jaybriar?" Rockstar growled.

"N-nothing came." Jaybriar stammered.

Crowfang swiped at his brother, his claws almost scraping his handsome muzzle.

"What are you a kit?! When you are assigned to a task, you follow it!"

"Silence, Crowfang," Rockstar said. "Jaybriar. You are a warrior. Serve your Clan! Don't ditch tasks. I'll have to keep my eye on you...go clean out Whitepeak's fleas, and remake the apprentices' nests! Now! And go see Harepatch on the way."

"What?!" Jaybriar meowed. "That's a kit's job!"

"That's what you are." Crowfang hissed. They turned away.

...Fine. Whatever. I'll go do it....

Jaybriar head for the elder's den.