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From LeafClan Name : WaspWing Gender : Queen Breed : Chausie/Ragdoll Name : SilverCliff Gender : Queen Breed : Burmilla / German Rex Name : BarkFace Gender : Tom Breed : Siberian Cat/American Shorthair Name : GoldenFall Gender : Queen Breed : SnowShoe/Ragdoll Name : WilliowShine Gender : Queen Breed : Chausie/Ragdoll Name : WolfFang Gender : Queen Breed : Burmilla / German Rex Name : WillowStar Gender : Tom Breed : Siberian Cat/American Shorthair Name : WaspingMist Gender : Tom Breed : Burmilla / German Rex Name : PoppyStar Gender : Queen Breed : Norwegian Forest / Li Hura From RuinClan Name : SpiderStar Gender : Queen Breed : Himalayan Cat/Toyger Name : SilverFlight Gender : Tom Breed : Toyger/Australian Mist Name : AmberFur

Another rainy day is here. Kits running out of the nursery much to the distastes of their mother. With only two kits and every warrior are more focused on rebuilding the life the senior warriors and elders had back in their original territory. But even rain can’t stop them walking around. Cats that barley have color and shine like stars. They lay in front of the dens giggling at the two kits. Maybe it won’t be to bad today. I turn back into the medicine den. SwiftSnow is laying down with a large scare across her shoulders and his muzzle ripped up. SwiftSnow, BlazeLeap, OwlFrost, and SunDreamer had been tasked to fight RuinClan warriors that had been approaching the boarder, trying to gain our land. They are no longer skinny but seem to be very weak still. OwlFrost sent their apprentice flying into one of the warriors causing both to stumble and fumble to get themselves back into the fight. "Well at least someone is having fun in the rain.“ Huffed SwiftSnow. Her tail

The birds sing among the tree’s. Clan cats of all ages walk on the forest floor of camp. Long and twisting branches cover the sky, keeping hawks from attacking. BrokenPaw walks among the camp, tail staying low. 'I’m a frailer to all, I couldn’t even stay out of trouble’ The little queen thought. Her siblings have become full warriors last night. It was such a happy moment for the clan, but she sits here now. Still training to become a medicine cat. A disgrace to her family’s bloodline. Her bother HareStorm had just been sent on portal along with her sister OwlFrost. They now stand strong amongst the clan, already respected for being the strongest warriors out of the apprentices. “BrokenPaw.” NightWatcher calls from the fallen log “I need you to fetch me wet moss for SmallTalon.” I sigh, walking towards the exit of the camp. The thorns run threw my fur. I wish I had thought of my future before I did. I wouldn’t be too broken to be a warrior.

We walk to the boarder, once again checking the boarder to ensure we had chase off RuinClan. But when I looked over the small plain I see their medicine cat, StoneWillow. She seemed to be looking for supplies. Yowling out to the Queen “Hello StoneWilliow, how are you?” Trotting over to the boarder so I would have no reason to yell across the land. She turns her golden eyes to me. And she walked over to stand on the other side of the boarder. "Hello DeathClaw. I’m doing quite fine, if only my warriors would stop coming home with wounds.“ She sighed, like the tired cat she must be. I nod my head. "It must be tough to keep track of so many wounds.” She walked to the small patch of small sunflowers that had started to grow this spring. “That is the understatement of the moons.” She huffed. Her tail then arched when she saw the rest of the portal. “I see you are checking in on your territory. I should probably leave.” She collected the fallen seeds. "Nonsense StoneWilliow

Looking out from underneath the great oak tree near the entrance. We had walked towards the shade to be out of sight and young ears. With such eager apprentice being about , one can never be to careful. "So they are trying to push for more territory. By pushing us out.“ ShadowMist mumbled. I nod as I watch the trees sway in the wind. "I will tell HeavenStar about this. And will also push out more patrols to we can address this at the Clan Gathering.” She stood and nodded to me. I watch her trot to the entrance and disappear behind the leaves. Sighing, I look to the sky. The clouds roll like waves from a pond after a cat jumped into it. The smell of fresh rain carried by the wind promised a very soaked land. Perfect, it seems that NightPaw will have more to whine about. I can’t wait to hear CodPelt complain due to having such a whinny apprentice. Its the small things in life. Streaching out on the long grass, I feel content for just a small moment. But we all know

A slight breeze in the wind shakes the trees. The portal had gone excellent, both apprentice had joined their first territory battle with RuinClan. They might be the smallest clan, but their warriors are nothing to be laughed at. The portal was made up of WolfRipple, RedFrost, Codpelt, Nightpaw, and Mumblepaw. They seem to glow in their pride. I noticed that the RuinClan cats seem to final settling down, filling out. Clearly hunting for prey and seemed to have grown accustom to their new land. "They hit hard, CodPelt.“ Whined NightPaw. He had been thrown into a rock by a warrior named WeaselFeather. A tall and strong tom. I huffed at the statement. He will need to be stronger if he is to move forward. "Stop whining, the last time I checked I was training a warrior.” Spoke CodPelt. “Not a kittypet.” The stream continues to babble in the distance. The thick land full of bushes and lush grasses hidden underneath the oak trees. With a calm walk is being so calm

Lizardfang sits in silence that night. Trying to understand why StarClan would contact this outsider over himself. He just didn’t get it, so many moons, so faithful to his Ancestor’s. He was not given the prophecy. Not only did they not come to him, but the prophecy was so vague and held little to no information. He understood that it was to LeafClan, but the information to stop the blue left him so confused. 'I may have to make a trip to the Moonstone. I must gather more information from StarClan.’ He stood up from his nest to move to the leaders den. HeavenStar usual is awake by this time. The camp was calm, no new apprentice had finished there training so no vigil would be held tonight. Thou he heard the night patrol leave camp not to long ago. Trotting to the large cave, the opening covered in moss. As he approched he heard HeavenStar speaking to his deputy, ShadowMist, about who would be going to the next gathering for the clans. It seemed the apprentice

Laying by the kill pile, I watch as Pooleye’s kits play. Their a pawful. Well that’s what I’ve been told. I’m not at camp much. I do must jobs within the clan. I collect herbs for SnowPelt and LizardFang. Patrols, I warn my clan mates of threats to us and our camp. And hunting, I try my best to bring a little extra to be put away for winter. "You look tired.“ HeavenStar sits by me, watching the clan do its everyday routine. "Just a bit.” I say. “Any new apprentice to train?” I sit up and face my old mentor. “No.” He stands and heads for the kill pile for his share of fresh kill. “Try to get some sleep, DeathClaw. You deserve some.” I wish I could, but a cat from the clan above will come. I walk towards the entrance of the camp, not ready to face that cat once again. Easily slipping through the entrance I head for thee river, hoping to figure out why this cats appears. Medicine cats usual have cats from StarClan in their dreams, not Warriors.

Blind. I’m blind from start and now to my end. I hope she comes back. She could lead me to StarClan. The ember’s are burning my flesh but that is fine. I have accepted my fate, lying in this battlefield of dead cats. I’m fine with that. Breathing in the ash, remembering the feeling of grass beneath my paws. The wind flowing through my fur. The smell of rushing water from the falls. It was great life, from the pain from the great journey till we settled down. She lead me every step, so small and a kind soul. I hope to be able to speak to her more than are small time we had. A small kit with golden fur stands before me smiling. And states, “Its time to go.”

The thick marsh under my paws are…disturbing. We have been disrespected by the other clans. How dare they!!?? Oh but StarClan had not been finished with there treatment to my clan. Known we have a leader who refuses to collect their nine lives, saying its better to focus on rebuilding the clan in our new territory. This is no way to build a clan. This is not the clan I wish to bring my kits into. No this will not do. It is only time to our clan falls apart and I will put it back together. All by myself. By my vision.