I don't remember how it all happened, but all I know is that I was playing with my sister and the next thing I know there's a huge plump ginger tom looking at us in amusement.
"What do you want?!" Rose practically snarled with sharp eyes. I mentally winced at this, but what surprises me is that his expression doesn't change and he simply lays down in the grass, looking at us peculiarly.
"I am Pine, what about you two?" He tom had mewed in a gentle tone.
Taken aback I simply stared, but almost batted my Rose when she yells out, "Like we'll tell you! Now leave before I tear off your fur!" She started arching her back and unsheathed her small claws. But before she could do anything, I quickly batted her face with a sheathed paw and looked at Pine while giving my fur a couple of embarrassed licks.
"I'm sorry, she doesn't like strangers, but I'm Midnight and she's Rose" And she looked absolutely betrayed while Pine just started purring at our banter. "You two seem like a lovely pair of sisters..." Suddenly, he seemed very old and tired. Especially sad.
I felt sad for him.
Standing up in a huff, Rose quickly stormed off, "I'm not going to hang around a stranger" in a very tart voice.
Looking back at her one last time, I stood up and moved a bit closer to Pine, "You don't look like a normal house cat, why do you have scars?" I had asked and a frenzy of thoughts that I had to choose from.
He simply started purring loudly and had such a look of fondness and amusement in his eyes that I couldn't help but start purring myself, at the odd old tom and myself.
He stood up straighter and wrapped his tail around his paws after he beckoned me to do the same, "Would you like to hear a story young one?" Interested, I quickly nodded my head, considering that I'm not told stories often.
He purred softly and started talking, "Well, there is a forest, full of cats, warriors, you could say. These cats are part of clans. There are 4 Clans, Windclan, Riverclan, Shadowclan, and most of all, Thunderclan. These are the Clans that shape the forest, but there are borders, which cats of different clans are not allowed to cross over." Thinking about what he's saying, I asked, "Are their rules and what do these cats do?" Surprised about my question, he merely looked at me for a while before replying, "Yes, there are rules, many rules, but I guess most of those rules keep us safe, but not all are always followed. Now for what they do...well that'll take some time to explain. There are...;
The Warriors: Toms and She-cats that protect the clan and hunt for it
Apprentices: Toms and She-cats that are 6 moons old or older. Training to become warriors or medicine cats
Medicine cats: Cats that share tongues with Starclan, they heal the clan and understand prophecies and omens (sometimes)
Elders: Retired warriors, medicine cats, and queens
Queens: She-cats that are pregnant or are nursing kits
Deputy: They were once a warrior but was chosen by the leader to be their successor if they were to ever die
Leader: They are the head of the clan, they make the decisions and protect the clan, they are also given nine lives from Starclan at their ceremony"
Perplexed, I didn't even know what to say to all of that, and Pine saw it too, "You can think over all of that, but I must leave now, goodbye Midnight, and tell your sister I said goodbye as well" and with that, he stood up and left.
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Shadowpelt's past
FanfictionIf you don't know who Shadowpelt is, or even an idea, then...we'll for the sake of my friends that don't, I won't wya anything, but if you want to know who she is, I'll just make a book of my OC's And this is a Warrior Cat's OC if ya didn't know
