“Are there any WindClan cats left?” Sunkit wondered aloud. One battle was all it took to wipe them out.” “WindClan said we had to go back to where we came from. “What then?” Swiftkit, one of the more audacious kits of the clan interrupted. But then, StarClan led us back to the clans.” Twolegs tore down the old forest and we had to leave. “We didn’t originally come from this place, oh no. Thistleshade, a kind but grumpy elder, was telling how there were originally five clans ThunderClan, RiverClan, ShadowClan, WindClan and of course Sk圜lan. The elders were telling some of the newly-born kits tales of the Clans before the ‘Annihilation’.
They headed back to the Sk圜lan camp, where Featherpaw carelessly dumped the juicy mouse on the currently meager prey-pile. If it wasn’t ‘improve your position’ or ‘make your kill cleaner next time,’ it would be even the most meticulous detail. “Thanks,” she replied halfheartedly with slight unimpressed vibes from her mentor always having something to criticise. The wind was blowing towards your direction and another moment or two, and the mouse would have ran.” Featherpaw’s mentor Poppyfur warmly complimented her apprentice. All I would say to improve on is your placement. “Well done Featherpaw! A nice, clean kill. The plump mouse saw a flash of light gray and white, uttered its last sound before death, as Featherpaw pounced on it and bit its neck. Apprentice: Frostpaw.īrightsky brown and white splotched she-cat. Leafshadow pale-cream tom with slightly darker ears. Mossflower brown she-cat with dark stripes. Responses, comments & other feedback should be made on the comments section below. It may contain false characters, plots, or locations. This page contains the opinions of the original author(s), and is not patrolled for factual accuracy. This page contains a fanfiction written by Gaia.