Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: Eternal Leafbare

ThunderClan Leader: Downystar- a handsome black-and-white tom Deputy: Gorsepelt- wise black tom; sturdy and thicksetMedicine Cat: Dapplenight- A small tortoiseshell she-cat with hot amber eyesHailfur- A pale gray tom with blue eyesWarriors:Lunarmoon- A dark, hazy brown she-cat with a large disc of pale yellow on her face, amber eyesOwlfeather-An ivory tom with glassy blue eyesSmokeypelt- A large, smokey black tom with fierce storm-gray eyesEbonpaw- A small black tom with golden eyesCrimsongale-a deep orange tom with piercing aqua eyes; only has one ear and one eye due to battle.Abyssaldream- A gray she-cat with yellow eyesWolfheart-A large blue and gray tom with a large patch of calico on his right forepaw; half of his left ear is torn off and his right eye is permanently squinted because of the loss of an eyeTornadowind- A blue and gray tom with storm gray eyesDreamwave- A small, gray tortoiseshell she-cat, an odd colour, mixture of gray and white splotches with storm gray eyes
Manglepelt-a gray and blue mottled furred she-cat; her body is permanently cracked to one sideQueens: Truesoul-A medium length blue and gray she-cat with yellow eyes; going to birthElders-Tenorvoice- A large and sturdy white tom with equally white eyesCrippledjaw-a white, strained she-cat whose back has a cripple, only Crippledjaw also suffers from a permanently dislocated jaw





ShadowClan Leader: Boldstar- An elderly she-cat; completely black pelt with one white, splotchy stripe going down her back Deputy: Dangletail- a large gray pelted tom with blue eyesMedicine Cat: Stormsky- A dark, almost black tom with hazel brown eyesWarriors- Frisklegs- a black tom with white ears and white on the tail Pouncepelt- a sleek, brown tom with large hind legsEmbercloud- a tom with a black pelt, and his right foreleg engulfed in a fiery-looking auburn sock, he has golden eyes Shellheart- A pale gray she-cat with blue eyesLilypad- A gorgeous yellow tabby she-cat with white socks, golden eyesRussetfur-A tawny coloured she-cat with yellow eyesQueens:Everwind- A dark brown she-cat with a tan hue on her face. Amber eyes; going to birthElders: 




WindClan- Leader: Blinkstar-a shy and generous white she-cat with two black pawsCliffpaw-A small golden tom with green eyes
Deputy: Claytoe-a sturdy black tom with one white paw
Medicine Cat: Fuzzpelt- a golden she-catBristlepaw-A medium sized she-cat with beige fur, emerald eyesWarriors: Spiraltail- A small, tabby she-cat; the last out of three other brothers and sisters, she has golden eyesRipclaw- a large tortoiseshell tomDeerpaw-A small copper tom with deep, blue eyesQueens: Elders: 



RiverClan- Leader: Foreststar-A wise orange tom with white eyesDeputy: Demonwing-a gorgeous silver tom with darker speckles and amber eyesMedicine Cat: Rabbitleaf- a quick-witted, old golden furred cat, forest green eyesWarriors: Glasseyes-A small and adventurous she-cat; black and brownCattail- wise and young she-cat tortoiseshell with a dark brown colour on the end of her tailRedspeck- a roan tom Caimanclaw-a young but determined black warriorQueens: Elders:



Chapter 1: Eternal Leafbare



The cold, cruel wind blistered through the various, iced trunks of the lifeless trees in the forest. The snow that flurried between the dead tree limbs whipped throughout the territory, relentless and cold.

The blizzard of Leafbare had not led up for two weeks in a row-the winter never ceasing.

A rustle in what little uncovered leaf loam and undergrowth there was indicated life. The bristling fur was spread apart by the wind, the creatures ears flattened. The fur was a beautiful copper colour, with October gold on the tips. A single pool made of the coolest aqua glinted, blinking as it focused on something ahead. Where the other eye should have been was an empty socket. Only one and a half ears lay on his head.

The tom raised his mouth to the air, opening his jaws to taste the scent of what scarce prey there was. The snow blasted against him, and he was buffeted over by an inch.

Crimsongale lowered himself down again, making sure he was well hidden in the snow. Unfortunately, as he leapt, his fur glowed like a fiery beacon against the white background, giving him away. The red squirrel he had been stalking let up a terrible chattering above the gale and sped away into the snow-covered trees.

Sighing as he stood, Crimsongale began a swift but sorrowful descent down the ravine that led to ThunderClans camp. As he went through the gorse tunnel, he slowed to a walk.

Before him stood the magnificent camp, encrusted with white snow. A tom, the darkest of all ebonies, turned his head to where Crimsongale was as he walked by, blinking a welcome with golden eyes. Gorsepelt. The copper tom replied, his gesture a kindly dip of the head.

To his right was the nursery in the far off corner, apprentices den nearer. In front of the apprentices den were three cats. Two younger ones scuffling while a blue and gray tom watched with interest, letting out some shouts of encouragement to one or the other.

Crimsongale stalked stiffly over to the blue and gray toms side, seating himself adjacent to him to watch the apprentices. Wolfheart looked over his shoulder at Crimsongale, single blue eye shining in the cool rays of sunlight. Both had one eye and half an ear due to battles in the past.

How goes the hunting?

Crimsongale winced and shook his head with frustration and regret before replying, Leafbare stakes all its energy into depleting our food sources-and cats.

Understanding that the tom had a fruitless search, he motioned with his tail towards the apprentices, a moderate play fight in progress. Do not fret. ThunderClan are stronger than ever after recovering from& Past problems. With one new Medicine Cat apprentice named and one more heading for warriorship, we shall thrive.

With a kindly smirk, Crimsongale nodded, adding as the black tom looked to hear their conversation, And fine warriors theyll be. The tom smiled and went back to playfighting, and Crimsongale continued, Tornadowind has proved strong and worthy a hundred times over as a warrior. He spoke those words to praise the newly made warrior, across the clearing with his sister, Abyssaldream, and to Wolfheart; he had trained Tornadowind as his first apprentice.

As Crimsongale stood with a silent respect, walking away, Wolfheart gazed around him in an uneasy, yet calm air at the dazzling white that blanketed the forest.

For once, he murmured to himself, though acting as though it were directed as someone close, it seems that it may be greenleaf nevermore.

With that, he stood and walked away, his pace as slow as possible to think on things, before returning to the world of reality and into the next hunting patrol with his deputy and Tornadowind.

If one looked closely enough, where the tom had recently sat, was a new scuffle of snow. And in the scuffle, a light hue of violet outlined the faint form of a she-cat. Her pelt was a blue and gray shade, her eyes watching all the while whilst Wolfheart loped out.

You are correct, my son. She mewed under her breath, then vanished, though not forever. Gloryheart had missed the chance to speak with Wolfheart, but yet again she would try.

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