Warriors | Welcome to the Mind

Warriors | Welcome to the Mind

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The five Clans start experiencing disappearances of cats, the majority of them being apprentices and kits. No one is sure of how they disappear, or even if they're still alive at all. Search patrols are continuously sent out, seeing if there is any trace of them. There's still no trace of them, even if the disappearance wasn't that long ago. There isn't even any trace trails. The leaders of the Clans don't seem to be ever at rest. The only time they're guessed to be when an answer is given. In SkyClan, the cats are most restless about the situation. Apprentices, kits, and even young warriors are found missing. The deputy of SkyClan is in control while the leader stresses over finding out who's taking all of the cats away. No matter how hard the Clan tries to stay safe, a cat always go missing. Eveningpaw and Mosspaw has always been the best of friends in SkyClan. After the disappearances of other apprentices happen, Eveningpaw has become more protective over Mosspaw's well-being. One night, Mosspaw ends up going missing. Once it's been confirmed that Mosspaw is nowhere to be seen, Eveningpaw is more concerned about the situation. After remembering all of the apprentices and kit that have gone missing, she has the sudden strong desire to search for them, even if the search patrols say there's no trace of them. She goes out one night, searching. Once she finds something, she's caught and scolded for her actions. She knows there's something out there that only she found that no one else have. Eveningpaw believes that Mosspaw is still alive, and there's a way to get to her and save her. She just isn't sure how, or what's pulling herself closer to where all of the apprentices are. With the help of others like her, Eveningpaw just might have found the answer the leaders were looking for.
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Every disaster that threatens a Clan means StarClan will come and save you. You'll receive a prophecy that will save everything you love. The peril is vanquished in a battle, and there is no need for sleeping with one eye open anymore. StarClan will forever watch over you from your nest and keep you safe. That is what has been passed down from generations. Not every tale has to end like that: StarClan saving everyone with the chosen cat, everyone loving the hero or heroine - but it always does. So facing a challenge such as missing cats shouldn't be a challenging task. Moons pass on, cats keep disappearing faster and faster; nobody is doing anything to prevent the case. Everyone is relying on StarClan to send the prophecy to their medicine cat, just hoping that one day, the fiasco will end. Yet that's not the way fear works its way into hearts. Warriors, once brave and strong, now cowering behind one another. Apprentices with their eagerness to learn, now afraid of the outside world and going missing. Queens, always caring for their kits, now fearful of losing them to the mystery. Elders, who are as wise as the deepest river, now unable to provide an answers. With leaf-bare creeping up, the Clans are preparing for the harsh weather. Preparing for another season should be like gathering moss for the elders, but not this time. This time, the Clans are struggling just to assemble a hunting patrol and maintain borders. Forcing time out of daily tasks is asking the impossible. Leaf-bare is going to take the remaining lives of the cats that are lucky enough to even make it through leaf-fall. A silent storm will sweep across them and leave no traces; they might as well prepare to die in the white flakes of leaf-bare, covered up by mounds of snow, lost and forgotten. {This is a rewrite of my story and just like before, copying isn't allowed} {This is also a work of fanfiction! I do not own Warrior Cats!}

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