Post by Kat on Jul 9, 2010 0:36:10 GMT -6
Lightningwind watched from the ledge in FrostClan overlooking StarClearing. Beside him, Smallfur of IvyClan stood ridged, while on the other side of him Dawnheart from FrostClan looked on with an expression between horror and shock. Skyfern let out a soft cry at the destruction before her.
StarClearing was filled with raging, battling cats of all clans. The four young warriors, who had traveled far to find the answer to calm the four angry clans, had not come back in time. The StarClan prophecy had not come true; they had failed.
Lightningwind leaped of the ledge and down towards StarClearing. His three companions followed as quickly as they could, but Lightningwind was faster than them. He quickly dashed into the fray, dodging screaming cats. His eyes locked on four figures: Swiftstar of IvyClan, Snowstar of FrostClan, Jaystar of CloudClan, and his own leader: Lionstar of SnakeClan.
The four leaders were fighting underneath the large rock that they normally stood peacefully on. Swiftstar, the oldest leader, was lying, half dead and covered in blood, in the shadows of the rock. He was probably on his last life. Lionstar and Jaystar were locked in battle, and Snowstar sat off to the side, ready to pick off whichever leader won this battle.
Lightningwind launched himself through the air, and landed on his leaders back. Lionstar hissed in surprise, and rolled away from Jaystar. Lightningwind could hear Smallfur hissing at Jaystar.
“What are you doing, Lightningwind?” Lionstar yowled in a mix of surprise and anger.
“Stopping the downfall of the clans.” Lightningwind hissed back, looking over at Smallfur. He was fighting Jaystar. Beyond him, Skyfern had been attacked by a cat of a different clan, but he knew that she would make quick work of him. Dawnheart was pleading with Snowstar to stop all the clans.
Smallfur had stopped fighting Jaystar and was talking to him. “Jaystar, stop this madness!”
“Never!” Jaystar yowled, lunging forward.
Lightningwind turned his attention to Dawnheart. “Snowstar, please stop them!”
“Why should I?” she asked. “Why should I stop the others? Soon FrostClan will be the only clan of the forest. We will rule all.” the white leader meowed softly to Dawnheart.
“No! Don’t you see what you are doing? You are killing us all! Call them off, Snowstar!” Dawnheart pleaded. Lightningwind was watching his world crash around him. This obviously won’t work. He leapt up onto the high rock that was used at Gatherings.
“Stop! Everyone, please stop!” Lightningwind yowled over the din, but his cries fell on the deaf ears of the fighting cats around him.
StarClearing was filled with raging, battling cats of all clans. The four young warriors, who had traveled far to find the answer to calm the four angry clans, had not come back in time. The StarClan prophecy had not come true; they had failed.
Lightningwind leaped of the ledge and down towards StarClearing. His three companions followed as quickly as they could, but Lightningwind was faster than them. He quickly dashed into the fray, dodging screaming cats. His eyes locked on four figures: Swiftstar of IvyClan, Snowstar of FrostClan, Jaystar of CloudClan, and his own leader: Lionstar of SnakeClan.
The four leaders were fighting underneath the large rock that they normally stood peacefully on. Swiftstar, the oldest leader, was lying, half dead and covered in blood, in the shadows of the rock. He was probably on his last life. Lionstar and Jaystar were locked in battle, and Snowstar sat off to the side, ready to pick off whichever leader won this battle.
Lightningwind launched himself through the air, and landed on his leaders back. Lionstar hissed in surprise, and rolled away from Jaystar. Lightningwind could hear Smallfur hissing at Jaystar.
“What are you doing, Lightningwind?” Lionstar yowled in a mix of surprise and anger.
“Stopping the downfall of the clans.” Lightningwind hissed back, looking over at Smallfur. He was fighting Jaystar. Beyond him, Skyfern had been attacked by a cat of a different clan, but he knew that she would make quick work of him. Dawnheart was pleading with Snowstar to stop all the clans.
Smallfur had stopped fighting Jaystar and was talking to him. “Jaystar, stop this madness!”
“Never!” Jaystar yowled, lunging forward.
Lightningwind turned his attention to Dawnheart. “Snowstar, please stop them!”
“Why should I?” she asked. “Why should I stop the others? Soon FrostClan will be the only clan of the forest. We will rule all.” the white leader meowed softly to Dawnheart.
“No! Don’t you see what you are doing? You are killing us all! Call them off, Snowstar!” Dawnheart pleaded. Lightningwind was watching his world crash around him. This obviously won’t work. He leapt up onto the high rock that was used at Gatherings.
“Stop! Everyone, please stop!” Lightningwind yowled over the din, but his cries fell on the deaf ears of the fighting cats around him.
This dark time has passed, but the Clans have never been in the same. They no longer support each other as they once did. Can the clans restore the peace? Or will the Clans fall to ruins once more?
