This is a warriors Fan-Fiction by Cloudwhisker.
My claws rake the pelts of my opponents, my yowls being heard far off in the horizon. I hiss at Shredheart, the mangy black tom taunting me, slashing at his ears.
Rippleheart, my deputy, stares at me in horror whilst I fight. "Hailstar, what in the name of StarClan will we do?"
"We teach those crowfoot-eaters a lesson," I snarl, chasing Shredheart yowling into the bushes.
"No!" Rippleheart's gaze was dark. "The Clan will perish!"
I gave a snarl. "StormClan, retreat!" I yowled. The snickers of the opposing WinterClan battered my ears, and I gave them a glare as my Clan ran to camp.
The stars shone in Silverpelt, draping like a spiderweb. I stood on the Star-Watch Rock, gazing up at them. My medicine cat, Spottedfur, sat next to me, moonlight dappling her tortoiseshell pelt.
"Spottedfur, what will we do?" I said bleakly.
More Coming Soon