DISCONTINUED
Book one of my series Dark Shadows Of War
DISCLAIMER; Warriors does not belong to me, it belongs to the Erin's. The two clans in this story, I made up. The Skyclan you see in this story is not the Skyclan in the original series. Warning; this story has death and violence. Don't read if you're sensitive to those topics
Moons have passed since the original four clans. There are no longer four clans, but two clans, living deep within the forest in peace. But peace doesn't last forever....
Nightcry, a former Skyclan cat who almost destroyed the whole clan, came back with allies within and out the clans.
Four young cats must stop Nightcry, before he takes over the forest, but they must be careful, for who knows what lies in their path....
Art credit; Astro on Warriors amino
The four Clans-GrassClan, OakClan, PineClan and WillowClan-have lived in relative balance since the Clans began. They kept separate, save for their Gathering every full moon. While they had their disagreements, they kept a relatively harmonious existence. They had always been four Clans and it was believed that they always would be. For as long as they kept the warrior code alive, the Clans would continue to thrive.
That's when the troubles began.
One long, hot, dry greenleaf, a fire swept through GrassClan. Some cats were lost but those that survived resumed life in their now scorched territory. They knew that life was going to be harder than ever, but they could not abandon the only home they had ever known. The next couple of seasons, GrassClan struggled to feed themselves with little prey to be found. Yet, they refused to give up.
Newleaf found GrassClan weak and starving but with hope on their horizon. Their oldest queen had moved into the nursery. Then, disaster struck a second time. Greencough swept through the Clan, snuffing out the new lives before they had even begun. The dreaded sickness left its mark, stealing the future of the Clan and all hope with it.
Life had taken its toll on GrassClan. All that remained were their young leader, their deputy, their elderly medicine cat, one warrior and three elders. They had no apprentices, no she-cats and no kits. The once vibrant Clan was on the brink of dying out. The four Clans would soon be no more.
Then, at the next Gathering, StarClan brought a message to the Clans: GrassClan must survive. There had always been four Clans and that could not change. They proposed that volunteers from the other three Clans should join GrassClan to help restore it. Cats were given one moon to consider the offer. Even with this last-ditch effort by StarClan, most cats don't believe it will be enough to save GrassClan.
Will GrassClan truly rise from the ashes?