ooc; Don't worry, I put all of the charries in Duskclan up. I will think of the other clans in  a bit. It helps to use a name generator. I know it's kind of like cheating but, ugh, making those names is NOT easy Lolz :P

ooc; It was from the second Warrior's series, Toadkit and Applekit :P

Mosstail walked slowly into camp. Her eyes shining with grief. The smell of death seemed to permeate the air she breathed. She jumped onto Highrock and called out, “Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join under Highrock!” She looked down at the *censored*embled cats and her heart broke for a moment.  Could she really do this? “As you know Jaggedstar has just joined the ranks of Starclan and I am sure you all mourn for him.” At this the cats in the clearing all hung their heads in silence. “Before he died he named me Deputy and I am now your leader. May the forests be filled with prey. Thank you. I will travel to Star-rock tonight.” Mosstail leapt down and walked up to Thrushfeather and Frostwing. “I want you two to join me on my journey to Star-rock.”

Thrushfeather nodded. “Of course Mosstail. I would be honored to join you.” She meowed. Frostwing just nodded, her head hanging low. Mosstail pressed her nose into Frostwing’s fur, smelling the scent of sorrow on her. “I’m sorry Frostwing.” Mosstail whispered again.

Well, that's my favorite name from Warriors. >__o LOL, next to Crookedstar.

ooc; Cool :P

ooc; You want to make Cat RP Shadow...*dies of boredom*

Alright, I'll Rmail you, then. xP

ooc; K, now stop spamming up my Wrting forum >:( lolz, jks :P

OOOH!! I love the Warrior seires!! This is awesome!!

ooc; Thanls Thalia :P

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The night was cool and calm as Mosstail, Thrushfeather, Frostwing and Pebbletail traveled across Swiftclan’s territory. Mosstail was worried that her ancestor’s would think her unworthy of being leader.  She breathed in the sweet scented night air, the tang of Swiftclan in the breeze.  

Adderpaw, Graystorm and Rabbitfoot snarled as they scented Duskclan in the air. “Halt. I smell intruders.” Hissed Rabbitfoot in anger, his fur fluffing up to make him seem the size. He crouched and opened his mouth, letting the scents of the night wash over his mouth. “Just as I thought, Duskclan. Come on!”  Twitching his tail to summon the others, he raced down the slope to Mosstail and the others.

Mosstail looked up in surprise at the cats. Stopping and signaling Frostwing, Thrushfeather and Pebbletail to stop, she stepped forwards. “What is it?” she asked bravely, though inside her heart was beating so fast she was sure they could hear it. Now was her first test as a leader and she hadn’t even bee granted her nine lives yet! Thrushfeather snarled quietly, her lips curling up to show her fangs.

Rabbitfoot looked squarely at Mosstail. “What are you doing on or territory?” he asked furiously. “You don’t belong here!” Adderpaw looked frightened at the prospect of his first battle. His still fluffy kitten fur fluffed up, his tail sticking straight out he glared at them.

Mosstail sighed, “As I’m sure you know, Jaggedstar just died and I am traveling to Star-rock to receive my nine lives.” She looked defiantly at them as if to openly challenge them to attack. Frostwing just looked stricken, her thin body cowering behind Thrushfeather. Her eyes filled with pain at the thought of Jaggedstar’s death. Pebbletail soothingly lay his tail on Frostwing’s shoulder and walked forwards. “You have no right to stop us.” He declared. “We are on a journey to Star-rock and it is against the will of Starclan to stop us.”

Rabbitfoot just stood there, and answered harshly. “Starclan! A fool’s dream more likely. They did nothing to help you when Jaggedstar was sick, why would they help you now? Swiftclan stopped believing in Starclan many sunrises ago!” Graystorm crouched; his muscles tensing incase the leader of Duskclan decided to attack.

Pebbletail backed up in shock, his mind whirling. “You don’t believe in Starclan! Then what do you believe in?” Mosstail growled at this and slunk forwards, anger simmering in her eyes. The tension in the air seemed so thick that you could have cut it with your claws. “If you won’t let us p*censored*, then we’ll make you!”  Graystorm leapt at her and she twisted and did a back kick, catching Graystorm in the chest. He grunted in pain and slashed at her with his paws. Mosstail dodged only to find she had backed into Rabbitfoot. Keeping hold of her with his paws, Rabbitfoot lashed out with his forepaws, trying to keep her down so Graystorm could attack. Seeing Mosstail in trouble, Thrushfeather yowled and charged at Rabbitfoot, catching him off guard.

Adderpaw walked up to Frostwing, unwilling to fight her until she attacked him. Frostwing lifted her head and snarled, a deep grisly growl coming from her throat. She jumped on his back and clawed him with her paws, raking Adderpaw’s belly as hard as she could. Adderpaw screeched and rolled away, panting heavily. Frostwing nipped his back leg and then his front leg and sent him running back to camp.

Seeing  his warrior’s beaten, Rabbitfoot slunk away, calling his warriors after him. “We’ll get you and your Clan someday Mosstail!” he yowled over his shoulder as he raced to Swiftclan’s camp.

Silvercloud, a silver tabby, looked up sleepily as her mate Stormclaw, a dark gray furred cat, entered. “How are you?’ he whispered, trying not to wake Ashfur and her kits. He lay down beside her and she started to purr. “Pebbletail told me your time was soon. Are you feeling ok?” he asked worriedly. “I’m fine!” she meowed happily. “Your kits will be the best ever seen in the forest, you'll see.” She pressed her pelt closer to Stormclaw’s and fell into a deep sleep.

Blackstripe entered and looked at Stormclaw lying peacefully beside Silvercloud. Not wanting to wake Silvercloud, he crept closer as quietly as he could and said, “I need you to go on a hunting patrol with Sandfur. We’re getting low on fresh-kill.” Stormclaw yawned and nodded. “Of course Blackstripe, can you ask Ashfur to watch over Silvercloud then? Pebbletail said that her kitting was soon.” Blackstripe nodded and touched Ashfur gently on the head. “Ashfur? Can you watch Silvercloud? Pebbletail went to Star-rock with Mosstail and I don’t know when he’ll be back.” Ashfur opened her eyes sleepily and nodded. “Of course Blackstripe.” She murmured, yawning. Stormclaw purred gratefully and licked Silvercloud’s shoulder. “You’ll be fine my dear.” He whispered, hoping it was true.  

Mosstail stopped at the edge of Star-rock. It was a tall hill like ob
ject, made of shimmering rock that seemed to sparkle in the moonlight. At the top lay a pool of moonwater as they called it. Mosstail took a deep breath, the air seeming to smell fetid and murky to her. She waved her tail, telling the others that only Pebbletail was to join her and began to climb the steep slope, jumping at places where it was to high to walk. Finally she reached the top, panting and breathing in deep gulps of air. She walked to the edge of the pool and settled down on the cold stone. The silverpelt seemed to wink above her as she dipped the tip of her nose in the pool.

Pebbletail lay down next to Mosstail and sighed. This would be the third time seeing a cat become leader and he realized suddenly that he was old, older than any of the elders in his clan. At this insight, he started to notice small things. Like how his legs seemed to creak whenever he lay or sat down. How he was often short of breath and tired all of the time. I must choose an apprentice soon; I cannot leave Duskclan without a medicine cat when I die. He thought.

Mosstail opened her eyes and blinked in wonderment. She found herself in a clearing in what seemed to be a prey-laden forest. She turned around at the sound of pawsteps and found herself facing Jaggedstar. “Jaggedstar! Is this Starclan?” she asked, waving her tail around the clearing. Jaggedstar nodded solemnly, “Yes Mosstail. This is the hunting ground for the cats of Starclan. We have brought you here so that you may receive your nine lives.” At that, more ghostly cats seemed to appear out of the mist, the stars glittering in their fur. First Jaggedstar stepped up. “Are you ready to receive your nine lives?” he asked. “Yes I am.” Murmured Mosstail. “Than I, Jaggedstar, give you the life of Determination so that you can lead your clan with all that you can.” Mosstail tensed as the life ran through her, it turned her veins to fire, heating them with the raw determination Jaggedstar had felt to protect his clan.

The next cat was a small gray tabby. Mosstail gasped when she saw her. “Rosekit? Is it really you?” Rosekit nodded and stood up on her hind legs to touch Mosstail’s forehead. “With this life I give you forgiveness.” Meowed Rosekit quietly. Mosstail braced herself for pain but found she was floating in a tranquil state, love flowing through her body.  Mosstail felt overjoyed to have seen her precious kit one last time.

Runningdawn padded slowly towards Mosstail. “Hello my dear.” She whispered to her daughter. “With this life, I Runningdawn give you Swiftness.” Runningdawn touched Mosstail’s head and Mosstail felt like she could fly above the ground with the adrenaline that this life gave her.

The ranks of Starclan parted to admit Brackenstar, the leader before Jaggedstar. “I, Brackenstar, give you the life of battle skills.” Mosstail heard the roaring sounds of battle in the air and she felt like she could defeat anycat that tried to hurt her clan.  

Falconfoot padded up to Mosstail and murmured “With this life I give you courage to face the many dangers that can harm you and your clan.” Mosstail whimpered in pain as the life surged through her.

Mosstail bowed her head as Swiftreed walked up to her. Touching Mosstail’s forehead, Swiftreed meowed. “In this life I give you a mother’s love. Use it wisely.” Mosstail reached out, waiting for a life she thought would be calm and soothing but she was not expecting the mind-blowing force behind it. She felt a mother’s love to protect her kits from any foe, the desperate pain a queen felt when she failed at protecting them.

No-eye appeared before Mosstail and lowered her head. “With this live I grant you Endurance, so that you may be able to endure the pain of battle and loss.” Mosstail lay low to the ground as the earth shattering force of the life swept through her.

The previous deputy of Duskclan walked up to Mosstail. “Hello.” Goldwhisker said simply and leaned towards her ear. “I Goldwhisker give you the life of Faith, so that your belief in Starclan never wavers.” He meowed.

And last but not least, Sunheart padded up. Mosstail smiled at her mate, dead long ago. “I missed you.” He murmured and rubbed his cheek against hers. “I give you the life of Strength. May you be wise in your use of it.” Mosstail had almost p*censored*ed out from exhaustion of receiving the lives and the soothing balm of this life helped her stand. “Thank you.” She whispered. The cats of Starclan pressed against her. “Welcome Moss-star.” They all said before vanishing.

Moss-star woke and yawned, stretching as she did so. Pebbletail padded up to her. “How are you?” he asked in concern. Moss-star grumbled. “I feel like I was just run over by some badgers. Is it Sunhigh already?” she asked, looking up.

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((Awesome! I LOVE warrior cats! This is cool what you have done, I wish I had thought of it.XD))