Moonbreeze's Unnamed Fanfic

Taking Name Suggestions!
BlogClanners in this:

ME!!!!! (Moon): RiverClan

Foxfeather: RiverClan

Ottie: RiverClan

Blue: ShadowClan

Darkpaw/wing: ShadowClan

Wavey: RiverClan

Peto: ShadowClan

Thunderheart: SkyClan

Snowswirl/paw: ThunderClan

Fallenpaw: SkyClan

Flamebriar: WindClan

Wistep: RiverClan

Sky: RiverClan

Alliances:

WARNING: These are not the full alliances, I just didn’t want to take too long on these

RiverClan

LEADER: Splashstar

DEPUTY: Moonbreeze

MED. CAT: Otterfrost

Apprentice; Skysong

Warriors:

Aspenwish

Apprentice; Flutterpaw

Foxfeather

Wavesplash

Swiftclaw

Duskleap

Apprentice; Snowpaw

Mistnight

Apprentice; Sparkpaw

Pebblefoot

Apprentice; Lilypaw

Willowstep

Apprentices:

Snowpaw

Lilypaw

Sparkpaw

Flutterpaw

Queens:

Bircheye

Kits; Applekit, Thornkit

Elders:

Streamsong

Thurshbreeze

ThunderClan

LEADER: Starlingstar

DEPUTY: Blueheart

MED. CAT: Wishsong

Warriors:

Crowsong

Apprentice; Briarpaw

Stoneleaf

Apprentice; Grasspaw

Mossfoot

Apprentice; Beepaw

Sunheart

Apprentice; Blossompaw

Aquawhisker

Apprentice; Sparrowpaw

Shimmerstripe

Snowswirl

Apprentices:

Sparrowpaw

Blsosompaw

Briarpaw

Beepaw

Grasspaw

Queens:

Robinstrike

Kits; Frostkit, Featherkit, Yarrowkit

Elders:

Branchleap

Stormflower

ShadowClan

LEADER: Sandstar

DEPUTY: Darkwing

MED. CAT: Flowerpetal

Warriors:

Dawnswoop

Hawksplash

Apprentice; Breezepaw

Bumbletail

Apprentice; Spottedpaw

Lilystep

Brightfoot

Apprentice; Palepaw

Redshine

Pinepelt

Apprentice; Rubblepaw

Apprentices:

Palepaw

Rubblepaw

Breezepaw

Spottedpaw

Queens:

Daisyfoot

Kits; Sedgekit, Brookkit

Amberwhisker

Kits; Thistekit, Turtlekit

Elders:

Heatherstep

Frecklefur

WindClan

LEADER: Petalstar

DEPUTY: Juniperleap

MED. CAT: Dapplewish

Apprentice; Echopaw

Warriors:

Cindersong

Apprentice; Wolfpaw

Ravensplash

Puddlenose

Apprentice; Littlepaw

Violetflash

Flamebriar

Spikeclaw

Apprentice; Bramblepaw

Smallwhisker

Snowblossom

Apprentices:

Littlepaw

Wolfpaw

Echopaw

Bramblepaw

Queens:

Ivywhisper

Kits; Squirrelkit, Waspkit

Kestrelsong

Elders:

Alderwhisker

Hollystep

SkyClan

LEADER: Silverstar

DEPUTY: Greenwhisper

MED. CAT: Creekwhisker

Warriors:

Meadowtail

Larkwhisper

Apprentice; Thunderpaw

Marigoldstep

Poppywhisker

Sorrelsong

Talonshade

Fallenshadow

Apprentices:

Thunderpaw

Hailpaw

Pebblepaw

Stripepaw

Queens:

Graydusk

Kits; Icekit, Bluekit

Leafsong

Kits; Snakekit, Wavekit

Elders:

Goldenwhisper

Fernfoot

Brownstripe

CHAPTER ONE

“Wake up, sleepyhead!” I felt a hand prodding me in the side. Wearily, I opened my eyes. Green eyes were staring at me. “You have to start organizing patrols!” They added.

“Wha…” I got to my feet. No. They were… paws. I had two ears pricked. Whiskers, a tail. I was… a cat! A warrior it looked like, as I gazed around. Brambles. I was in a bramble den. A few cats were in moss nests. I looked at the warrior who had awoken me.

“I know,” she whispered. “It’s Moon, isn’t it?” She asked. “Looks like we’re both cats now. Warriors. And you’re deputy,” she added. “I’m Wavesplash by the way,” she dipped her head.

“Wavey!” I smiled. “So I’m not alone, am I?” She shook her head. “So…” I was cruelly jerked back to reality. I was a cat. A warrior, the deputy of my clan. “Ok. Patrols. Um…”

“Just come out. We’ll figure something out,” she suggested. She scratched her ear. “It’s really weird, isn’t it?” Wavey asked in a hushed whisper. I nodded. “Don’t worry! We’ll figure this out!” I was glad for Wavey’s optimism. We walked out of the den-the warriors’ den by the looks of it. The river. The first thing I noticed was the river. I could hear the rushing. I’m RiverClan, I realized. I looked at Wavey. Clearly she knew. She gave me a tiny nod.

“Moon? Wavey?” A pale brown tabby she-cat peaked out of another den. The medicine den, I assumed, with the herb scent coming from it. “Is that you?” She asked.

“Ottie!” Wavey ran to greet our fellow BlogClanner. “How are you?” She asked.

“Fine,” she lied. I followed Wavey slowly. She noticed me. “Hi Moon!” She said happily. “It’s terrible,” she whispered to Wavey and I. “What’s happening?” She asked.

“We got turned into cats!” Wavey replied helpfully. Ottie giggled.

“I knew that,” she smiled. “But why?” She added more solemnly. I was wondering the same thing. Sure we were cats now, but why did we have to be? I liked being a human just fine!

“I don’t know,” I replied. “But let’s just go along with it,” I said.

“Deal,” Ottie agreed. “Oh, and I think our clanmates somehow already know us. Somehow they don’t see a difference. And yeah, they were wondering where our deputy was,” she added. Wavey and I dipped our heads.

“Well, with any luck we will somehow know them too!” Wavey replied. “Thanks Ottie!” I dipped my head to our medicine cat and headed to start organizing patrols.

“Wavesplash, take…” my voice drifted off. I was organizing the morning hunting patrol. “Swiftclaw and Willowstep-” I paused. “Wistep!” I exclaimed. My clanmates looked at me with surprise. You mousebrain! I scolded myself. They wouldn’t understand something was different. Don’t do that again! I added. I shook it off. “Wavesplash, Willowstep, and Swiftclaw, go hunting over by the ShadowClan border. Nobody has hunted their in a few days,” I suggested. I scanned the camp. What is happening? I asked myself. I know all my clanmate’s names, Ottie, Wavey, and Wistep are all here, and we are all warriors! I was utterly confused. A ginger and white she-cat was sitting by herself by the warriors’ den. She was resting her head in her paws. What? I dashed over to her. “Foxfeather?” I asked. “Is that you?” I prodded her in the side. She looked up.

“Moonbreeze!” I silenced her with a glance at our new clanmates. “But… how?” She cocked her head.

“I don’t know,” I admitted.”But other BlogClanners are here, as well. And our clanmates know who we are somehow. We know who they are,” I spilled.

“I don’t get it,” she said simply.

“Yeah, well I don’t either, okay?” I snapped. Quickly I realized I had lost my temper too easily. “Sorry,” I whispered, “but I don’t know. Let’s just go with it,” I suggested.

“Ok,” she agreed. “Let’s just wait and see.”

Okay! That’s it for Chapter One! If you have any suggestions for the name of the story, please tell me! And let me know if you have any tips, comments, or whatever!

CHAPTER TWO

“Are you alright?” Swiftclaw asked. I was on hunting patrol. “You’re not doing as well as usual, no offense,” he said.

“I’m fine,” I stuttered. “Just a bit… tired, that’s all.” I had been missing every prey we had seen. “Sorry,” I added. He smiled.

“It’s ok,” he replied. My heart wanted to explode. He was everything I thought. “Maybe I’ll try this one,” he laughed. I smiled and nodded, slightly embarrassed. Yikes! The deputy should be able to hunt, sheesh! I thought. I shook it off. I watched Swiftclaw get into a hunting crouch, hook his paws under him, and stalk forward. Slowly, he got closer and closer, until he leapt. The bird called for help but Swiftclaw was too fast. He killed it with a swift bite to its neck.

“Nice!” I exclaimed. “I’ll get the next one,” I said, determined. He dipped his head.

“Of course,” He said. “How about that water vole?” He pointed with his tail to a small, brown, rodent munching on some reeds. I nodded. As a human, I would have screamed at the sight. But as a warrior, I knew that it could fill a hungry belly. I tried to imitate what Swiftclaw had done. I crouched low to the ground and tucked my paws slightly under my chest. Slowly, one by one, I put them forward. I got closer and closer. I was holding my breath. I didn’t want to embarrass myself more than I already had. I could hear the birds whistling, and grass swaying in the breeze. And maybe even a horse neighing from the horseplace. I focused back onto the hunt. The water vole was still eating. ‘Now!’ I thought. I leapt, paws outstretched. I landed cleanly on its back. Quickly, I bit it’s neck like Swiftclaw had. I cautiously picked it up in my teeth. ‘Kind of gross…’ I thought. ‘No. It’s food. And you love food.’ I told myself. My stomach rumbled. ‘True… food is good.’ I decided. “Nice!” Swiftclaw said. I smiled, pride swelling in my chest. “Let’s head back to camp,” he suggested. I nodded. So together, side by side, we headed to camp.

“Hey!” Skysong poked her head out of the medicine cat den. She was Otterfrost’s apprentice and a fellow BlogClanner. “How’s the prey running?” She asked.

“It’s good!” Swiftclaw replied. Sky gave me an odd look. I nodded, agreeing with him. ‘Let’s talk later,’ I mouthed. She dipped her head and got back to sorting herbs. I followed Swiftclaw to the fresh kill pile in the middle of camp. Trouts, minnows, and other fish were all piled on top. I placed my water vole on top proudly. Swiftclaw placed his bird and a fat carp on the side of the pile. I dipped my head to him and went to talk to Sky.

“I caught a water vole,” I told her. I was proud. Hunting was harder than one would think.

“I know,” she said flatly. “But I don’t think I know any of the herbs. Ottie doesn’t really either, but she’s apparently getting help from a StarClan cat named Frecklewhisker in her dreams,” she reported.

“Has she asked Frecklewhisker why we are here?” I asked. I assumed she did. After all, that’s what I would do.

“Of course,” Sky replied. “She said that Frecklewhisker said that it wasn’t her place to tell us. So that didn’t get us anywhere,” she sighed. “If Frecklewhisker comes to me in a dream, I’ll demand answers. But that’s as much as I can do right now,” she added. I nodded.

“Okay,” I agreed. “The Gathering’s tonight. I want all the BlogClanners to come and see if other BlogClanners are here,” I said. Sky nodded.

“Okay. I’ll tell Ottie if you tell Wistep and Foxfeather,” she said. Dipping her head, she gathered all her herbs and went back into her den.