Post by steelstar on Nov 18, 2016 5:33:15 GMT -5
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Warriors: The Light of Moonclan,
Prophecy of Steelstar.
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Prologue
----{ Leafpelt }----
Among the snowfall of Leaf-Bare, the cats of Lightclan slept peacefully, the Queens and Kits slept soundly in the Nursery. The Apprentices dreamed of greater glory in their den and the Warriors on night patrol stood vigilantly for their families and friends.
The stream near the camp was frozen over, and the forest became a maze of bare trees, snow piled around the trunks and icicles hung from the branches. The clans were at a time of peace, and the aggression between them near extinguished, the three groups of Light, Dark, and Sun flourished under the guidance of Moonclan. The Medicine cat, Leafpelt of Lightclan, wandered the forest trying the ease the uneasy feeling in his stomach. The brown tom padded into a clearing near the heart of the woods and looked up toward the Silverpelt, the spirits of the Moonclan cats shone brightly against the dark backdrop of the sky. He looked to his left with his emerald eyes, to see a black she-cat rush out of the bushes.
"Quick! I need to see Steelstar!" She panted,
"Ivytail? What's going on? I thought you were with the Oracle..." He replied, his confusion evident in his eyes.
"I was, but she told me to get Steelstar! Now come on!" She said, becoming frantic.
"What?!" He exclaimed as he started running beside her. "I know she's from our clan, but this hasn't happened for generations!"
"I know! Most of the time she's fun to be around, but I've never seen her give me such a... absolute order. And she keeps 'spacing out' I guess."
"'spacing out'?" Leafpelt asked, slightly confused on what his friend meant.
"She just becomes... Distant, always having those thousand-mile stares. It seems what ever's going on's got Moonclan worried."
"Alright, let's get Steelstar. He'll know what to do."
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---{ Nightstorm }---
"Drawn the short straw, huh?" A husky voice asked from behind the Deputy. Looking over his shoulder Nightstorm could identify the voice as Bramblescar, the greyed Tom was looking out to the forest next to him.
"Seems so," Nightstorm said, his ice blue eyes displaying a flicker of surprise. "Why are you up here? I thought you were complaining about being tired." The aged elder chuckled at his dark-furred friend's expense,
"It doesn't take a genius to know you miss her," Bramblescar said, a solemn look in his teal eyes. "What keeps you here? What stops you from following her?"
"I'm the deputy; I can't just drop everything and-" He was interrupted by two cats, one black, one brown, rushing out of the forest and towards the camp. He identified them as the she-cat Ivytail and the medicine cat Leafpelt. He jumped down from his perch and intercepted them, "what's going on?" He turned to Ivytail, "is there a message from Farsight?" He said with a hint of sarcasm. But to his surprise, Ivytail replied with,
"Yes! We need to see Steelstar!" After stumbling a bit at the news, Nightstorm returned to his stoic diameter,
"Alright, Wolflegs! Prepare the camp! We've got a code 16!" He motioned Ivytail to follow him and turned to Leafpelt, "head back to your den, I'll handle it from here." With a nod of confirmation, Leafpelt headed off, and the two cats sprinted over to a large wall of rock at one other end of the camp.
Once they made their way to the wall, they found a sizable cavern that was sectioned off by a certain of moss and vines; Nightstorm turned to the she-cat, "Alright, I'll stay here and keep watch. You need to tell Steelstar whatever Farsight said. Alright?" Ivytail nodded her head and entered the den.
Entering the sanctum Ivytail takes note of the large moss bed taking up one of the corners of the cavern, and the pool of water, fed by a small trickle from higher up. Laying near the basin, a large grey Tom was eyeing the intruder of his private sanctuary, scars from conflicts long gone married his fur, one cut across the bridge of his nose, and another across his side. Ivytail hesitated for a moment, even with his benevolent reign, Steelstar has intimidating, to say the least, "Ivytail; I assume something happened?" He asked, his steel-like eyes displaying next to no emotion.
"Y-yes Steelstar, t-the Oracle wishes to speak with you." She stammered. Surprise flashed across Steelstar's eyes as he processed the new information.
"Alright, I'll see to it immediately. Tell Nightstorm to take care of the camp while I'm away." The leader rose and started walking towards the exit. He stopped just three feet short of the entry "Also, send word to the other clans, we can't be accused of keeping secrets now, can we?"
"Of course not Steelstar." And with that, he slipped out of the opening and into the camp.
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Time skip....
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---{ Steelstar }---
Steelstar was walking across a vast barren plain; bare trees littered the edge. Near the middle was a cave entrance with an eerie blue glow emanating from further inside. The grey Tom walked this path alone, only the biting wind was his companion for this journey. Too soon was he, at the entrance to the hollow, taking a deep breath to calm his frayed nerves the entered the cave.
The walls of the cave help moss and vines, showing off its age, stalagmites hanged from the ceiling. Further in Steelstar found himself at a large pool that gave off the eerie glow he saw, the water was surprisingly clear, and he could see spots of the silver pelt seemingly reflected through the roof. Turning to his right, he saw a small she-cat hunched over the pool, her pelt in disarray, matted in places and missing in others. Her sightless eyes beholding more than one could imagine. This husk of a cat was what Farsight had been reduced to. Or what he had known her as before she became the Oracle, Summerbreeze. He doubted there was anything left of his old friend. "Ah my friend, I thought I told you to stop thinking about me in that way." She said, smiling slightly.
"I heard you needed to see me?" Steelstar told her, ignoring her comment.
"Killjoy. Alright, we can get to business." She said with a pout, "I have received a prophecy from Moonclan." Her previous teasing all but erased. "A shadow spreading through the clans, with blood red eyes in the mist. And the water polluted with dark blood."
"Is that all?" Steelstar replied unsteadily.
"Yes, I'm not sure what it means, but that is all I saw. I hope it helps."
"Alright... I'll figure it out, I always have."
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Chapter 1
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---{ Bluesky }---
Outside of the recently abandoned den of the clan leader, the silver Tom sat. With Steelstar rushed off to the Oracle, the camp was on edge and cats were asking questions. As a senior warrior and close friend of the clan leader, Bluesky was nominated to keep the peace. Usually, the Iron Guards would complete this task, but they were assigned as messengers to the other clans. The silver Tom didn’t agree with the arrangements, but with Steelstar away, Nightstorm was acting as the head of the clan. And what he says, goes.
Glancing over the camp with his sky blue eyes, Bluesky spotted Quickbreeze approaching him. The white tabby seemed slightly aggravated, and through her green eyes, Bluesky could tell she had questions. A lot of questions.
“What. Is. Going. On?” She hissed, with a dangerous tone. One that would make a lesser warrior flinch.
“Could you please be more specific?” He replied with an even tone,
“I’ve been out there asking what all the damn fuss is about! But guess what I got! Nothing! The Iron Guards have rushed out to Moonclan-knows-were, and Nightstorm’s avoiding my questions, and I keep being told to come to you! Now I ask once more. What. Is. Going. On?” Quickbreeze all but yelled at the warrior, her rage making her hackles rise.
“Ah, yes. It seems Steelstar has left on essential duties from the Oracle, and the Iron Guards have been sent out to tell the other clans. Now is there anything else I can help with?”
“No.” She spat. Bluesky sighed, the white she-cat always had a bit of a temper. And he knew for a fact that Toms everywhere mourned the wasted beauty of the she-cat. 'I can already tell this is going to be a long day...'
With the sun high in the sky, Bluesky was relieved of ‘peacekeeping duties’ and was ordered to report to border patrol. Even with the clans at a time of peace, borders needed to be maintained to keep out kittypets and rogues. Usually, the twolegs kept out of the outlying forest, so they weren't much of a problem. The forest passing by in a blur, he rushed to the border. ‘The quicker I get there, the quicker I finish…’ he thought to himself, even though kits dream of it, border patrol is maddeningly dull, but sometimes it was pleasant to have some time to think. ‘I wonder how Steelstar is going, he should be near the Oracle’s den by now…’ As he near the border he began to worry, ‘the Oracle wouldn't call for him if it wasn’t important. I can only imagine what is wrong…’ he began to slow as the bushes in front of him parted to reveal a small clearing. A small stream trickled by and the sun shone onto the pebbles that rested upon the shore. Laying on the bank was a golden-yellow she-cat, her fiery orange eye briefly noticed his entry upon her sanctum. “Bluesky, have you been freed of your ‘peacekeeping duties’?” she asked with her silky voice.
“It seems so,” Bluesky chuckled, “now I have to deal with kittypets.” Goldensong stood and slowly made her way over to him. Her tail slowly swishing side to side.
"You don't have to deal with them," She paused and lowered her voice, "Alone" she turned and brushed her tail over Bluesky's nose, igniting a deep crimson blush on his cheeks.
'Whatever you do Bluesky, Don't. Screw. Up... Unless she's into that...'
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---{ Nightstorm }---
'Where has that dirt-for-brains gone off to?' Nightstorm silently fumed. After sending off Bluesky to border patrol he had hoped for an uneventful rest of the day. Instead, Bluesky decided to disappear... 'Along with Goldensong...' He gulped nervously, 'Steelstar is not going to be happy with this. Why did his daughter have to like Bluesky?!'
"You should stop panicking, the others need to see a strong leader in these... Interesting, times." Bramblescar said from behind him.
"B-I-I wasn't panicking!" Nightstorm sputtered, a slight crimson adorning his cheeks.
The greying elder chuckled, "I can see that," he sat down next to the deputy. "I seem to remember our last conversation being interrupted."
"I don't think this is the best time for that..." Nightstorm sighed, "But, I'm not getting out of this am I?" He looked towards Bramblescar, who was giving a slight shake of the head. "Alright, alright, what do you want me to say?"
"Why are you abandoning your love? There is more to life than duty, and if you let these things slip through your claws... you won't get another chance." The elder said solemnly,
"I didn't abandon her. She just wasn't going to stay, no matter what I said."
"So why not follow her?"
"To do that I would have to abandon the clan, and I can't do that."
"What's stopping you? We are at a time of peace, and there and plenty of others willing to take your place."
"I'm not going." Bluesky turned towards the horizon, "I hate to pull rank on you. But, as the acting Clan Leader. Drop it."
"If that is your wish. All I try to do is to impart my knowledge onto you. It is up to you to listen." The elder rose from his position in the dying light of the afternoon sunset and left the Acting Clan Leader to his musings.
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NOTICE!: I'm looking for an edit/proofreader to look over my work. I can't offer any payment, only credit in the fic. I understand most people have jobs and other things that take priority. PM me for more information.
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Warriors: The Light of Moonclan,
Prophecy of Steelstar.
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Prologue
----{ Leafpelt }----
Among the snowfall of Leaf-Bare, the cats of Lightclan slept peacefully, the Queens and Kits slept soundly in the Nursery. The Apprentices dreamed of greater glory in their den and the Warriors on night patrol stood vigilantly for their families and friends.
The stream near the camp was frozen over, and the forest became a maze of bare trees, snow piled around the trunks and icicles hung from the branches. The clans were at a time of peace, and the aggression between them near extinguished, the three groups of Light, Dark, and Sun flourished under the guidance of Moonclan. The Medicine cat, Leafpelt of Lightclan, wandered the forest trying the ease the uneasy feeling in his stomach. The brown tom padded into a clearing near the heart of the woods and looked up toward the Silverpelt, the spirits of the Moonclan cats shone brightly against the dark backdrop of the sky. He looked to his left with his emerald eyes, to see a black she-cat rush out of the bushes.
"Quick! I need to see Steelstar!" She panted,
"Ivytail? What's going on? I thought you were with the Oracle..." He replied, his confusion evident in his eyes.
"I was, but she told me to get Steelstar! Now come on!" She said, becoming frantic.
"What?!" He exclaimed as he started running beside her. "I know she's from our clan, but this hasn't happened for generations!"
"I know! Most of the time she's fun to be around, but I've never seen her give me such a... absolute order. And she keeps 'spacing out' I guess."
"'spacing out'?" Leafpelt asked, slightly confused on what his friend meant.
"She just becomes... Distant, always having those thousand-mile stares. It seems what ever's going on's got Moonclan worried."
"Alright, let's get Steelstar. He'll know what to do."
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---{ Nightstorm }---
"Drawn the short straw, huh?" A husky voice asked from behind the Deputy. Looking over his shoulder Nightstorm could identify the voice as Bramblescar, the greyed Tom was looking out to the forest next to him.
"Seems so," Nightstorm said, his ice blue eyes displaying a flicker of surprise. "Why are you up here? I thought you were complaining about being tired." The aged elder chuckled at his dark-furred friend's expense,
"It doesn't take a genius to know you miss her," Bramblescar said, a solemn look in his teal eyes. "What keeps you here? What stops you from following her?"
"I'm the deputy; I can't just drop everything and-" He was interrupted by two cats, one black, one brown, rushing out of the forest and towards the camp. He identified them as the she-cat Ivytail and the medicine cat Leafpelt. He jumped down from his perch and intercepted them, "what's going on?" He turned to Ivytail, "is there a message from Farsight?" He said with a hint of sarcasm. But to his surprise, Ivytail replied with,
"Yes! We need to see Steelstar!" After stumbling a bit at the news, Nightstorm returned to his stoic diameter,
"Alright, Wolflegs! Prepare the camp! We've got a code 16!" He motioned Ivytail to follow him and turned to Leafpelt, "head back to your den, I'll handle it from here." With a nod of confirmation, Leafpelt headed off, and the two cats sprinted over to a large wall of rock at one other end of the camp.
Once they made their way to the wall, they found a sizable cavern that was sectioned off by a certain of moss and vines; Nightstorm turned to the she-cat, "Alright, I'll stay here and keep watch. You need to tell Steelstar whatever Farsight said. Alright?" Ivytail nodded her head and entered the den.
Entering the sanctum Ivytail takes note of the large moss bed taking up one of the corners of the cavern, and the pool of water, fed by a small trickle from higher up. Laying near the basin, a large grey Tom was eyeing the intruder of his private sanctuary, scars from conflicts long gone married his fur, one cut across the bridge of his nose, and another across his side. Ivytail hesitated for a moment, even with his benevolent reign, Steelstar has intimidating, to say the least, "Ivytail; I assume something happened?" He asked, his steel-like eyes displaying next to no emotion.
"Y-yes Steelstar, t-the Oracle wishes to speak with you." She stammered. Surprise flashed across Steelstar's eyes as he processed the new information.
"Alright, I'll see to it immediately. Tell Nightstorm to take care of the camp while I'm away." The leader rose and started walking towards the exit. He stopped just three feet short of the entry "Also, send word to the other clans, we can't be accused of keeping secrets now, can we?"
"Of course not Steelstar." And with that, he slipped out of the opening and into the camp.
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Time skip....
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---{ Steelstar }---
Steelstar was walking across a vast barren plain; bare trees littered the edge. Near the middle was a cave entrance with an eerie blue glow emanating from further inside. The grey Tom walked this path alone, only the biting wind was his companion for this journey. Too soon was he, at the entrance to the hollow, taking a deep breath to calm his frayed nerves the entered the cave.
The walls of the cave help moss and vines, showing off its age, stalagmites hanged from the ceiling. Further in Steelstar found himself at a large pool that gave off the eerie glow he saw, the water was surprisingly clear, and he could see spots of the silver pelt seemingly reflected through the roof. Turning to his right, he saw a small she-cat hunched over the pool, her pelt in disarray, matted in places and missing in others. Her sightless eyes beholding more than one could imagine. This husk of a cat was what Farsight had been reduced to. Or what he had known her as before she became the Oracle, Summerbreeze. He doubted there was anything left of his old friend. "Ah my friend, I thought I told you to stop thinking about me in that way." She said, smiling slightly.
"I heard you needed to see me?" Steelstar told her, ignoring her comment.
"Killjoy. Alright, we can get to business." She said with a pout, "I have received a prophecy from Moonclan." Her previous teasing all but erased. "A shadow spreading through the clans, with blood red eyes in the mist. And the water polluted with dark blood."
"Is that all?" Steelstar replied unsteadily.
"Yes, I'm not sure what it means, but that is all I saw. I hope it helps."
"Alright... I'll figure it out, I always have."
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Chapter 1
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---{ Bluesky }---
Outside of the recently abandoned den of the clan leader, the silver Tom sat. With Steelstar rushed off to the Oracle, the camp was on edge and cats were asking questions. As a senior warrior and close friend of the clan leader, Bluesky was nominated to keep the peace. Usually, the Iron Guards would complete this task, but they were assigned as messengers to the other clans. The silver Tom didn’t agree with the arrangements, but with Steelstar away, Nightstorm was acting as the head of the clan. And what he says, goes.
Glancing over the camp with his sky blue eyes, Bluesky spotted Quickbreeze approaching him. The white tabby seemed slightly aggravated, and through her green eyes, Bluesky could tell she had questions. A lot of questions.
“What. Is. Going. On?” She hissed, with a dangerous tone. One that would make a lesser warrior flinch.
“Could you please be more specific?” He replied with an even tone,
“I’ve been out there asking what all the damn fuss is about! But guess what I got! Nothing! The Iron Guards have rushed out to Moonclan-knows-were, and Nightstorm’s avoiding my questions, and I keep being told to come to you! Now I ask once more. What. Is. Going. On?” Quickbreeze all but yelled at the warrior, her rage making her hackles rise.
“Ah, yes. It seems Steelstar has left on essential duties from the Oracle, and the Iron Guards have been sent out to tell the other clans. Now is there anything else I can help with?”
“No.” She spat. Bluesky sighed, the white she-cat always had a bit of a temper. And he knew for a fact that Toms everywhere mourned the wasted beauty of the she-cat. 'I can already tell this is going to be a long day...'
With the sun high in the sky, Bluesky was relieved of ‘peacekeeping duties’ and was ordered to report to border patrol. Even with the clans at a time of peace, borders needed to be maintained to keep out kittypets and rogues. Usually, the twolegs kept out of the outlying forest, so they weren't much of a problem. The forest passing by in a blur, he rushed to the border. ‘The quicker I get there, the quicker I finish…’ he thought to himself, even though kits dream of it, border patrol is maddeningly dull, but sometimes it was pleasant to have some time to think. ‘I wonder how Steelstar is going, he should be near the Oracle’s den by now…’ As he near the border he began to worry, ‘the Oracle wouldn't call for him if it wasn’t important. I can only imagine what is wrong…’ he began to slow as the bushes in front of him parted to reveal a small clearing. A small stream trickled by and the sun shone onto the pebbles that rested upon the shore. Laying on the bank was a golden-yellow she-cat, her fiery orange eye briefly noticed his entry upon her sanctum. “Bluesky, have you been freed of your ‘peacekeeping duties’?” she asked with her silky voice.
“It seems so,” Bluesky chuckled, “now I have to deal with kittypets.” Goldensong stood and slowly made her way over to him. Her tail slowly swishing side to side.
"You don't have to deal with them," She paused and lowered her voice, "Alone" she turned and brushed her tail over Bluesky's nose, igniting a deep crimson blush on his cheeks.
'Whatever you do Bluesky, Don't. Screw. Up... Unless she's into that...'
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---{ Nightstorm }---
'Where has that dirt-for-brains gone off to?' Nightstorm silently fumed. After sending off Bluesky to border patrol he had hoped for an uneventful rest of the day. Instead, Bluesky decided to disappear... 'Along with Goldensong...' He gulped nervously, 'Steelstar is not going to be happy with this. Why did his daughter have to like Bluesky?!'
"You should stop panicking, the others need to see a strong leader in these... Interesting, times." Bramblescar said from behind him.
"B-I-I wasn't panicking!" Nightstorm sputtered, a slight crimson adorning his cheeks.
The greying elder chuckled, "I can see that," he sat down next to the deputy. "I seem to remember our last conversation being interrupted."
"I don't think this is the best time for that..." Nightstorm sighed, "But, I'm not getting out of this am I?" He looked towards Bramblescar, who was giving a slight shake of the head. "Alright, alright, what do you want me to say?"
"Why are you abandoning your love? There is more to life than duty, and if you let these things slip through your claws... you won't get another chance." The elder said solemnly,
"I didn't abandon her. She just wasn't going to stay, no matter what I said."
"So why not follow her?"
"To do that I would have to abandon the clan, and I can't do that."
"What's stopping you? We are at a time of peace, and there and plenty of others willing to take your place."
"I'm not going." Bluesky turned towards the horizon, "I hate to pull rank on you. But, as the acting Clan Leader. Drop it."
"If that is your wish. All I try to do is to impart my knowledge onto you. It is up to you to listen." The elder rose from his position in the dying light of the afternoon sunset and left the Acting Clan Leader to his musings.
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