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This is my first time ever writing a fanfiction based on one of my favourite book series, Warriors(No, it isn't on medieval fightings but on cats, yes meow~). I have never in my life plan to write something that would go on for a long time so please bear with me. My grammar and spelling isn't that fantastic no matter what you people say so do expect to spot humanly mistakes. I type everything on Word before c/ping to here so I have half of that job out of the way but I still don't trust Microsoft.(especially when they cheated my Windows 7)
In this fanfiction, I have made my own Clans up and they all have unique traits amongst themselves which you will found out in due course of reading. The current timeline is way past all that you've read and the old 4 Clans have now integrated into Nature of the forest, Snow of the mountains, Aqua of the river and Earth of the desert plains. There's still the lake and Moonpool and Starclan still roams the ethereal skies. I may or may not choose to answer questions and some time now and then, I might drop a clue or so to satisfy your reader's cravings but I decide where to put the cap on.
So I shall quit blabbering and halt my verbose verbiage to end this beating about the very green bush and get on with it(That's how you youths and teens say it right?). Here's my prologue, I'll have Chapter 1 up after I get a few reviews and assessments and the like.
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A mottled grey tom leapt over the hedges and padded to the side of the still pool. He joined a rank of other cats that were enveloped in moonlight and had the twinkle of starlight around their bodies. Most of them looked as if to be waiting for something…or somebody. The others acknowledged the presence of the StarClan warrior. There was movement in the bushes and from the woods, a gray-white cat appeared and strolled to the opposite side of the pool, facing the ranks of warriors. [/FONT]
[FONT="]One of them spoke up, "Greetings Winterstar." A few others murmured their greetings as Winterstar flicked his ears in response. [/FONT]
[FONT="]"What brings you all to call upon me?" The leader meowed respectfully to the majestic ranks.[/FONT]
[FONT="]This time, it was a sleek brown tabby who replied, "We bring news of great glory and of darkly despair." Winsterstar raised his ice-blue eyes and waited.
[/FONT] [FONT="]"Two of your apprentices will be braved like ice through the flames. One of icy sleek beauty and one with the powers of glaciers in his paws. They will bring the Clan through times of difficulty." [/FONT]
[FONT="]The she-cat declared and Winterstar gradually saw the ranks of Starclan cats fade away. Winterstar's vision began to fog and soon everything went black. [/FONT]
[FONT="]The SnowClan leader awoke in his den and he let out a yawn and stretched himself as he reflected on the night's dream. Blusterstripe didn't indicate much in her prophecy but Winterstar understood that two of his apprentices will be tested in adverse situations. He had better groom his Clan well if the prophecy were to come true, he'll need good warriors all the same. [/FONT]
[FONT="]Somewhere far from the forest and snow-capped mountain, a large being stirred from a mystifying dream. Its yellow amber glowed in the gentle horizon sunlight and heaved a bellowing sigh. The white stripes on its back had bits of dirt and twigs on it and its black matted fur gave its overall impression of an intimidating yet respectable disposition.
"I'll be waiting Starclan, I'll be waiting. And hoping."
The huge animal lumbered down into the shadows of the lush undergrowth and disappeared from sight, leaving only a trail of disturbance in the foliage.
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In this fanfiction, I have made my own Clans up and they all have unique traits amongst themselves which you will found out in due course of reading. The current timeline is way past all that you've read and the old 4 Clans have now integrated into Nature of the forest, Snow of the mountains, Aqua of the river and Earth of the desert plains. There's still the lake and Moonpool and Starclan still roams the ethereal skies. I may or may not choose to answer questions and some time now and then, I might drop a clue or so to satisfy your reader's cravings but I decide where to put the cap on.
So I shall quit blabbering and halt my verbose verbiage to end this beating about the very green bush and get on with it(That's how you youths and teens say it right?). Here's my prologue, I'll have Chapter 1 up after I get a few reviews and assessments and the like.
[FONT="]Prologue[/FONT]
A mottled grey tom leapt over the hedges and padded to the side of the still pool. He joined a rank of other cats that were enveloped in moonlight and had the twinkle of starlight around their bodies. Most of them looked as if to be waiting for something…or somebody. The others acknowledged the presence of the StarClan warrior. There was movement in the bushes and from the woods, a gray-white cat appeared and strolled to the opposite side of the pool, facing the ranks of warriors. [/FONT]
[FONT="]One of them spoke up, "Greetings Winterstar." A few others murmured their greetings as Winterstar flicked his ears in response. [/FONT]
[FONT="]"What brings you all to call upon me?" The leader meowed respectfully to the majestic ranks.[/FONT]
[FONT="]This time, it was a sleek brown tabby who replied, "We bring news of great glory and of darkly despair." Winsterstar raised his ice-blue eyes and waited.
[/FONT] [FONT="]"Two of your apprentices will be braved like ice through the flames. One of icy sleek beauty and one with the powers of glaciers in his paws. They will bring the Clan through times of difficulty." [/FONT]
[FONT="]The she-cat declared and Winterstar gradually saw the ranks of Starclan cats fade away. Winterstar's vision began to fog and soon everything went black. [/FONT]
[FONT="]The SnowClan leader awoke in his den and he let out a yawn and stretched himself as he reflected on the night's dream. Blusterstripe didn't indicate much in her prophecy but Winterstar understood that two of his apprentices will be tested in adverse situations. He had better groom his Clan well if the prophecy were to come true, he'll need good warriors all the same. [/FONT]
[FONT="]Somewhere far from the forest and snow-capped mountain, a large being stirred from a mystifying dream. Its yellow amber glowed in the gentle horizon sunlight and heaved a bellowing sigh. The white stripes on its back had bits of dirt and twigs on it and its black matted fur gave its overall impression of an intimidating yet respectable disposition.
"I'll be waiting Starclan, I'll be waiting. And hoping."
The huge animal lumbered down into the shadows of the lush undergrowth and disappeared from sight, leaving only a trail of disturbance in the foliage.
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