The sun rose above the trees, covering the camp in a golden color. The Autum leafs fell from trees as the wind blew. This cool autum morning was just like most morning, calm and showed no signs of threat or danger. Brookfur layed in the middle of camp, thinking about Emberheart. Something in air, told the cats that something wasn't right. Brookfur, one moon ago had a litter of 3 kits named snow kit, Oakkit, Hollykit, And Briarkit. Midnight and Moon-fur we're chatting. The battle midnight and the clan had been conspiring for moons was due to happen any day now.
I'm lazy so.....
The starlight glimmered above the forest, as a gentle breeze blew. The forest was silent, enough to make someone think it was dead. A faint rustle of leaves broke the silence of the forest. A dark brown Tom, with a familiar but sharp gaze stepped carefully across the forest floor, not making a sound. The lake came into his view as he halted, a faint grin was plastered across his face.
"The lake, the heart and soul of all the clans," he whispered
" They have no idea what's coming......"
The battle had been decided to happen the following morning, and Shadowpelt, would do whatever it took to make sure bloodclan disposed of swampclan once and for all
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Warriors: The Forgotton Clan
FanfictionI am not copying this idea from Hazel_pool we played this together abd we both decided to write the story .This is based off a game me and my friends played in 4th-7th grade. Two cats from Thunder clan wonder into the forest and get lost. There they...
