DuskClan
The small group of cats that live on the other side of the lake, on that side of the forest. Dubbed useless and weak. Nothing much is known about DuskClan, only where it is located and that the Clan is suspected 'shy'. So the other clans eventually started to ignore this ancient and quiet clan at the far-side of the wood. Other than minor border skirmishes, no one had really seen the Clan's inhabitants. But StarClan has a plan for this suspected minor Clan, something's bit about to happen.
"The lake runs red, the trees cry, its time for the filthy clans to die."
Leader: Coalstar. Formerly Coalfoot. A white, large tom with black spcks and yellow eyes.
Deputy: Seabreeze. A tan and white colored she-cat with a stocky build and a long, fluffy tail.
Med. Cat: Poppytail. A she-cat with brown tabby fur and white underbelly and socks.
Med. Cat Apprentice: Sedgefoot. Brown and cream tom with long fur and blue eyes.
Warriors:
Cloudfur. Long-haired tom with white fur and grey patches.
Sparrowflight: A slender she-cat with a cream and brown pelt, blue eyes.
Mosstail. A bulky tom with a brown pelt and white underbelly. Large, fluffy tail.
Adderfang. A grey tom with long, thick dark grey tabby stripes and orange eyes. Unnaturally long front canines.
Mudclaw. A short tom with a scraggly grey pelt, many scars from previous battles. Senior warrior. Yellow eyes.
Dovewing: A small tom with a grey pelt, white patches and long hair. Blue eyes.
Spiderpelt. A she-cat with soft black fur and a slender body. Green eyes and long legs.
Tigerstep: A handsome light orange tabby with long fur and green eyes.
Cinderheart. A grey tabby she-cat with yellow eyes and bob tail.
Fleetwind. A russet colored she-cat with large paws and yellow eyes.
Rosethorn: A creamy colored she-cat with a flat nose and bob tail.
Lionfang: A pale orange tabby tom with folded ears and yellow eyes.
Pebblecreek: A mud colored tom with blue eyes and a spiky tail.
Reedwhisker: A ginger-colored tom with long hair and a scarred tail.
Apprentices:
Hailpaw. A soft grey colored tom with large blue eyes and folded ears.
Swiftpaw. A skinny-looking tom with yellow eyes, cream fur, and thick brown tabby markings.
Willowpaw. A pretty little she-cat with unnatural leopard-like markings over a soft golden pelt. White underbelly, green eyes.
Ravenpaw. A small tom with black fur and a white spot on his nose like a beak.
Littlepaw. A small she-cat with light grey fur and blue eyes, long whiskers.
Emberpaw. A handsome orange tabby with green eyes.
Tanglepaw: A short tabby tom with yellow eyes and spiky fur.
Sagepaw. A small calico-colored she-cat with green eyes.
Queens:
Patchpelt. A pretty calico she-cat. Mother to Molekit and Leafkit.
Mintfrost. A short white she-cat with green eyes.
Kits:
Molekit: Pudgy-looking tom with a bob tail and thick calico patches.
Leafkit: A calico she-cat with more orange patches.
Elders:
Sunfur. A cranky old she-cat with yellow fur and eyes.
Loners and Rogues:
Mange: A scruffy small tabby tom with a torn ear and lop-sided whispers that lives in the Twoleg territory. Yellow eyes.
Pear: The pretty silver she-cat with green eyes that lives in the woods behind DuskClan.
Brian: The large, bulky tabby that lives in the Twoleg territory.
Mentor > Apprentice
Tigerstep > Emberpaw
Adderfang > Willowpaw
Spiderpelt > Ravenpaw
Cinderheart > Littlepaw
Mudclaw > Swiftpaw
Reedwhisker > Tanglepaw
Rosethorn > Sagepaw
Mates:
Patchpelt x Reedwhisker
Mintfrost x Mosstail
StarClan Cats:
Shalewhisker: A long-haired grey tom with yellow eyes. Run over by a Twoleg Monster.
Vinepaw: A cream colored she-cat with blue eyes. Adder bite.
Icestar: Beautiful white she-cat with long legs and blue eyes. Rogue attack.
Shadowstar: Old black tom with white ears. Drowned.
Rainkit: Small cream kit with brown patches. Stolen by a fox and eaten.
Prologue:
"Oh, I can't wait!"
"The looks on their faces!"
"Priceless!"
It was dark. I couldn't even see the reflections of other cat's eyes, but I knew they were their. I could heart them, obviously. All around me. It sounded like thousands and thousands of cats talking in excited, hushed voices. But when I felt around with an uneasy paw, I felt nothing but cold air. But you could literally feel the excitment in the air, it being so heavy. I felt as if I was being crushed flat by it all.
"Shhh, here they come!"
"Everyone, places!"
Suddenly it was all quiet. I found it surprising that just a few whispers could make everyone shut up so quickly. I had guess that something big was about to happen, and it was all planned. I could feel my ears perk up when I heard soft paw-steps coming toward me. Though I could still not see, I concluded in annoyance. I found myself excited also, my enviroment influencing me aswell. I wanted to see what was happening. I wanted to be apart of it.
That's when I heard the screaming.
Something was happening. Out of discomfort, I found that my ears were now pinned against my skull. I was right, something was happening.
And it wasn't good.
The screams and yowls increased in volume, surrounding me, choking me. I tried to run, but my paws were frozen in place. Atleast I thought so. I couldn't see anything, how could I know that I even had paws?
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt something fall beside me, my heart stuck in my throat at the sound of a lifeless, hollow body thumping against the ground. Sticky, thick liquid slowly started to envelope me. I squirmed, opening my mouth to yowl, but only succeeded in getting the nasty stuff in my mouth.
Blood.
I finally noticed two things. One, this wasn't the surprise I was expecting. And two, I was laying down. I had finally gotten to see...sort of. My eyes seemed glued shut, like the nasty feeling when you frrst wake up in the morning and your eyes kinda hurt from sleep. But it wasn't sleep that had encrusted my eyes shut, it was dried blood. Once I pried my eyes open, it was hard to see, everything was blurry. I noticed a few blobs that must of been a cat's paws.
Then everything seemed to get silent.
"Embersong, watch out!"
Then all was still. A raspy voice filled my head:
No one will be spared. Not even the little ones. Be prepared, my young kit. I will enjoy watching you bleed out first.