ClawClan (Season 1: Episode 1-The Beginning) -Warrior Cats Fan Fiction-

Chapter 2

The leaffall sun gave out light rays onto the forest. The light splits between branches, creating irregular dots on the earth. Leaves were starting to fall off of trees; it was an early leaffall. Fangclaw glanced around, checking if there was anything that might spring out of nowhere to hurt his noon patrol. It've been two sunrises ago since hearing that Yarnpaw needs attention. The regretful tomcat still has guilts inside of him. That's why he joined the patrol, to find herbs to mend the poor apprentice.

Fangclaw saw kittypets and Clan-Cats come and go, but nothing out of the ordinary, neither was the herbs which cannot be sighted. His patrol, consisted of Brightdawn, Viperbite, and Sharpfang, grabbed a mouse or two. Viperbite was the only cat in the patrol  who annoyingly hisses at the kittypets that passes trough, unsheathing his claws to threaten the twolegs' pets. What was getting into Viperbite's skin? Only Fangclaw and his clanmates know, but none of them want to remember that horrific day. 

But when skipping the threats, It was a fortunate day for ClawClan; though, not fortunate to the kittypets. Fangclaw felt sympathy for them whenever they get bullied because of what their  forefathers had done in the past. As the leader stared longer at space, he was awoken by one of the clanmates' growls. Viperbite, he thought of instantly.

"Go back to the twolegplace, you filthy, lazy cat!" Viperbite insulted what seems to be another kittypet. The kittypet was different than the ones who scampered before him: a plump cat, mostly black and white.

"I didn't mean any troubles," the young kittypet pleaded for forgiveness. 

The young cat was glancing at Viperbite, then at Brightdawn. When he locked his sharp green eyes on Fangclaw, the expression on the kittypet's eyes turned into a dirty look. His pelt now bristled and his ears flattened back. The black and white tomcat opened his mouth, ready to speak out, but words didn't came out of the maw. It felt like a couple of heartbeats before the young tomcat ran away from the patrol. The patrol stared at the leader in union (while Viperbite mocks at the kittypet's running), silently asking to Fangclaw on why the kittypet was mad at the ginger tomcat the most. He shrugged away and padded on the path towards ClawClan camp without saying another word. his pelt burned with guilt and unease. Only DeadClan  knows if Daniel was about to reveal Fangclaw's secret. He was lucky that the kittypet didn't.

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The noon patrol came back to the camp, putting their dead prey into the fresh-kill pile and continued on with their duties. Fangclaw set his squirrel on top of the pile. He stared at the fresh-kill, giving silent thanks to The Clan Above; the cats who died after the battle between LeafClan and ClawClan will nod to the prayer and to continue prospering ClawClan, an afterthought for the ginger leader. They, The Cats Up Above, will soon give their wishes and messages to Kitten after each flourishment. Then Kitten tells the leader of their wishes, then the leader will have a clan meeting to tell his clanmates about what the DeadClan wanted and their messages; but this was all just another rule made up by the staff, no messages was actually given to Kitten yet. Should Fangclaw really believe that will ever happen? Probably, maybe, he thought. Violently shaking his train of thought away, the dizzy tomcat went back to his den, only to meet an anonymous cat backed up in a dark corner. The leader gasps and unsheathed his claws and hissed softly, not to disturd the peace outside. As the dizziness fades, Fangclaw scented out the mysterious cat, It was a ClawClanner. 

"What do you want?" Fangclaw demanded, his bristling pelt relaxed, but showed his rotten yellow teeth and claws. he was not afraid to attack his clanmate if they're up for a fight with the leader. 

"I want you to have a guard on me."