Post by xxmoonstarxscourgexx on Jul 3, 2018 2:26:57 GMT -5
Prologue
Dawnstorm screeched in the nursery she was in so much pain, she started to breathe shallowly. She lied on her side as the medicine cat, Pinefoot was trying to calm her down with little success. Until, Dawnstorm's mate, Nettleface came in and soothed his mate. But, Dawnstorm kept whimpering but much quieter though thanks to her mate’s comfort.
She gave birth to four kits: three she-kits and, one tom, one of the kits a creamy brown she-kit, sadly died that same night. Dawnstorm was distraught over the loss of her daughter, she was very scared her other kits would die too. Dawnstorm and Nettleface looked down at their now three kits, a pure white she-kit, a black she-kit with silver paws, belly fur and ears with a stumpy tail, and finally a orange and black tortoiseshell tom.
“For the white she-kit how about Snowkit?” Dawnstorm said “I like it.” Nettleface replied. “For the tom how about…”, “Oh I’ve got it! Dapplekit” Nettleface yowled, “Nice” Dawnstorm murmured. They both stared at the last she-kit bewildered, for they had no name for her.
Chapter One
The only kit without a name watched her sister Snowkit play with her brother Dapplekit, she wanted a name so very bad, she didn’t want to be known as sister forever. She left camp under the full moon in the cover of darkness. She went into the forest and ran to the wooded thicket. She played for a while, then she heard snarling.
The kit turned and saw a large group of rogues surrounding her, she tried to screech but she was too late they had already pinned her down. She was unconscious but felt herself being moved. Everything was black until she felt herself fall onto cold, hard ground. She found herself in a unknown place, she looked around and saw unkind, and unfamiliar faces staring at her, she wanted to go home so she started to wail. They all hissed as she cried, the kit noticed a large, and muscular tabby tom waltz over to her, she saw many scars across his body. She stopped crying and stared at him, hate burning in her eyes “Take me home to momma and papa!” she demanded.
The tom met her gaze “I’m afraid we can’t do that” he said in a sickeningly sweet voice that sent shivers up her spine. She looked at him and hissed as she leaped onto his back and pinned him to the ground, even though she was still a kit of two and a half moons of age. She stood on his back surprised by her victory she yowled in joy, she leaped off and started to look very smug. Her eyes gleamed with pride, she didn’t notice a cat sneak up behind her she turned too late large paws blocked her vision she felt sharp fangs on her neck ready to kill.
The kit yowled as she felt the fangs tighten, she flailed her paws until they stopped moving. The cat released the kit’s neck thinking she was dead, after a heartbeat she got up and pounced onto her attacker’s back. She screeched as she snapped his spine in cold blood, she leaped off as he fell to the ground, limp and dead. She watched the cats faces go long with disbelief a kit just killed their strongest fighter, with ease.
She smirked feeling powerful she wasn’t going home anytime soon, not before she gains total power of this rag-tag group of rogues she was Moon, in honor of her first kill which was at moon-high (Midnight).
Chapter Two
Moon was still a kit almost three moons old but she had a very strong regime. She was never going back to her mamma and papa like she wanted at first. She had more power than she could dream and with every cat she let into her group it grew, and with every cat she killed friend or foe it grew.
Dawnstorm watched her two remaining kits play, her first-born died upon her birth and, her strongest kit (who wasn’t named) disappeared. She hoped her remaining kits Snowkit and Dapplekit wouldn’t die and/or disappear. She prayed to StarClan that her kits would live, and that the kit that vanished was alive somewhere and would return home soon.
Moon kept challenging and killing those who outrank her to take their status. Moon kept rising up the ranks of power until she became leader. She reunited the remains of BloodClan she was going to organize it like a real clan she would have her nine lives when she was only three moons old.
Snowkit was happy to make her mom think she was happy but she really felt that she needed to find her long-lost sister. She was going to find her no matter what, when all the others were asleep she snuck out which was very hard with her white pelt standing out. She almost was spotted but, she hid behind a piece of white prey which a warrior almost took but he chose a vole instead. She snuck out of camp and followed a old scent trail of her sister whom was never named. She remembered her sister was kind and helped her whenever Dapplekit hogged the prey-stone. Snowkit kept walking until a shadow with a familiar scent with a familiar figure tacked her to the ground, she was pinned down.
Moon crept through the forest to hunt, she could do it herself! Then she saw a familiar pelt it was her sister! She would be excited if she were the old Moon but the old Moon was gone this is who she is now. She leapt onto her sister hoping not to hurt her, but hoping to scare her. She hissed into her ear “Get off my territory- no wait- this is BloodClan territory”.
Dawnstorm was feeling something was wrong Snowkit hasn’t woken her up yet, her eyes shot open and looked to her kit’s nests. One kit, and no snowy white pelt “Snowkit?!?” she rasped, Dapplekit looked up sleepily to his mother “Where’s Snowkit?” he said groggily. She looked at her son her eyes welled with tears “She is gone my only remaining kit.”. Dapplekit looked at his mother “Did StarClan take her?” he asked looking up at the sky.
Snowkit was pinned down by her own sister! She looked up to her sister, not anymore though she raked her sister’s belly fur with her hind legs. She felt the pain lift off her, but she also felt blood splatter on her fur. She got up and saw her sister was on the ground blood rushing from her wound, she was dying. Snowkit leapt to her sister’s side “No! Don’t leave me! Not yet!” She grabbed some cobwebs and started to patch up the wounds.
Moon felt the life dripping out of her as her blood flooded out of her wounds, she looked and saw her sister Snowkit trying to patch her gashes. She heard her sister pleading her not to die. Moon looked at her sister “I’ll see you in a bit just take me to the clearing near here, the Healer there will help me.” she saw her whole world being engulfed in black, then she passed out.
Chapter Three
Moon felt her body being dragged but she didn’t have the strength to get up, she faintly heard yowls and screeches, but she still could not move. She opened her eyes her vision was blurry but it soon cleared, she saw her Clan’s Healer, Juniper sorting herbs nearby. Moon got up and limped over to her deputy “Where is the cat who dragged me here?” she asked hoping her sister was still alive, “She’s in the prison den” one of her cats told her.
She padded over to the prison den and looked at the guards “Where is the cat who dragged my while I almost lost my first life?” she asked Doe her head guard. Doe looked at her “Well, Moon she’s in the back” she mewed shuffling her paws. Moon stared at her head guard “Is something wrong?” she asked, Doe looked at her eyes wide with shock. “While yes… I’m expecting kits” she mewed eyes full of shame. “And what’s wrong with that?” she mewed as her head tilted to one side. “While the father is… Juniper” she sighed “What?!?” Moon’s eyes blazed with fury. “I’m sorry!” she whispered kneeling “Up!” she snarled, Doe shot up on her long legs. “It’s okay as long as you sacrifice one kit to another Queen” she mewed. “What?... Ok” she dipped her head “Also tell everyone that Juniper is the father upon their birth” she mewed. “Ok” Doe murmured. Moon walked into the prison den to see her sister’s pelt moist with blood, she rushed over “Are you okay?” she asked genuinely worried. Snowkit stared at her, her gaze clouded “Is that you Moon? I thought I had lost you” she mewed nuzzling deep into Moon’s fur. “Do you want to join my Clan?” she asked as she purred.
Dawnstorm watched her only kit left play alone ~Where did two living she-kits go?~ she wondered to herself. Dawnstorm looked as Dapplekit played, all alone. The only other Queen in the nursery was Marigoldwhisker who was expecting and her kits wouldn’t be due for another moon or two. The apprentices wouldn’t dare go near they thought he was a jinx, after all one of his littermates died and the other two disappeared mysteriously in the dead of night. She loathed the day when Dapplekit would be an apprentice all the others would tease him for the loss of his littermates and being the only surviving one left. Dawnstorm curled up in her nest her eyes clouded with grief ~Am I not meant to have kits?~ she wondered ~After in this- my first litter all the she-cats died and the one remaining kit- a tom was very weak and sickly~ she added. “Oh why does StarClan hate me?!?” she wailed in the wake of her despicable memories of Dapplekit’s birth. Dawnstorm screeched in the nursery she was in so much pain, she started to breathe shallowly. She lied on her side as the medicine cat, Pinefoot was trying to calm her down with little success. Until, Dawnstorm's mate, Nettleface came in and soothed his mate. But, Dawnstorm kept whimpering but much quieter though thanks to her mate’s comfort.
She gave birth to four kits: three she-kits and, one tom, one of the kits a creamy brown she-kit, sadly died that same night. Dawnstorm was distraught over the loss of her daughter, she was very scared her other kits would die too. Dawnstorm and Nettleface looked down at their now three kits, a pure white she-kit, a black she-kit with silver paws, belly fur and ears with a stumpy tail, and finally a orange and black tortoiseshell tom.
“For the white she-kit how about Snowkit?” Dawnstorm said “I like it.” Nettleface replied. “For the tom how about…”, “Oh I’ve got it! Dapplekit” Nettleface yowled, “Nice” Dawnstorm murmured. They both stared at the last she-kit bewildered, they had no name for her. “Oh my dearest kit you’ll never be unloved no matter what you do” she mewed as she started to tear up. “Mommy don’t cry” Dapplekit mewled, he nuzzled her fur as she tried to repress her endless sobs for her 3 lost daughters.
Next Chapters will be coming out soon!