"The ThunderClan Five"

The story of Leopardtail's Quest


A full moon glowed on smooth granite boulders, turning them silver. The silence was broken only by the rustle of leaves from the huge sycamore and the whisper of trees in the forest beyond. There was a stirring in the shadows, and from all around nimble dark shapes crept stealthily over the rocks. Unsheathed claws glinted in the moonlight. Wary eyes flashed like amber. And then, as if on a silent signal, the creatures leaped at each other, and suddenly the rocks were alive with wrestling, screeching cat demons.

At the center of the frenzy of fur and claws, a massive dark tabby with tiger markings pinned a white and black tom to the ground and drew up his head triumphantly. "Blackfoot!" the tabby growled. "How dare you hunt in our territory? The Great Sycamore belongs to ThunderClan!" "After tonight, Tigerclaw, this will be just another ShadowClan hunting ground!" the tom spat back. A warning yowl came from the trees, shrill and anxious. "Look out! More ShadowClan warriors are coming!" Tigerclaw turned to see more ShadowClan warriors silently crossing the ThunderPath. Although the demons were in their TwoLeg forms, they still possessed their cat demon abilities.

The dark tabby glared down at Blackfoot. "You may swarm in numbers, but you and your warriors do not belong in this forest!" He drew back his lips and showed his teeth as the cat demon struggled beneath him. The desperate scream of a ThunderClan she-cat rose above the clamor. A wiry ShadowClan tom had pinned the small warrior flat on her belly. Now he lunged toward her neck with jaws glimmering from the moonlight. Tigerclaw heard the cry and let go of Blackfoot. With a mighty leap, he knocked the enemy warrior away from the she-cat. "Quick, Jayfrost, run!" he ordered, before turning on the ShadowClan tom who had threatened her. Jayfrost scrambled to her paws, wincing from a deep gash on her shoulder, and raced away.

Behind her, Tigerclaw spat with rage as the ShadowClan tom sliced him above his eye. Blood blinded him for an instant, but he lunged forward regardless and sank his teeth into the hind leg of his enemy. The ShadowClan cat squealed and struggled free. "Tigerclaw!" The yowl came from a spotted warrior with a tail as red as fox fur. "This is useless! There are too many ShadowClan warriors!" "No, Redtail. ThunderClan will never be beaten!" Tigerclaw yowled back, leaping to Redtail's side. "This is our territory!" Blood was welling over his pale yellow eyes, and he shook his head impatiently, scattering scarlet drops onto the rocks.

"ThunderClan will honor your courage, Tigerclaw, but we cannot afford to lose any more of our warriors to fight against ShadowClan's impossible odds." Redtail urged. "We will have another chance to avenge this defeat." He met Tigerclaw's amber-eyed gaze steadily, then reared away and sprang onto a boulder at the edge of the trees. "Retreat, ThunderClan! Retreat!" he yowled. At once his warriors squirmed and struggled away from their opponents. Spitting and snarling, they backed toward Redtail. For a heartbeat, the ShadowClan cats looked confused. Was this battle so easily won? Then Blackfoot yowled a jubilant cry. As soon as they heard him, the ShadowClan warriors raised their voices and joined their deputy in caterwauling their victory. Redtail looked down at his warriors. With a flick of his tail, he gave the signal and the ThunderClan cats dived down the far side of the Great Sycamore, then disappeared into the trees. Tigerclaw followed last. He hesitated at the edge of the forest and glanced back at the bloodstained battlefield. His face was grim, his eyes furious, bloody slits. Then he leaped after his Clan into the silent forest.

In a deserted clearing, an old gray she-cat sat alone, staring up at the clear night sky. All around her in the shadows she could hear the breathing and stirrings of sleeping cats. A small tortoiseshell she-cat emerged from a dark corner, her pawsteps quick and soundless. The gray cat dipped her head in greeting. "How is Jayfrost?" she meowed. "Her wounds are deep, Bluestar," answered the tortoiseshell, settling herself on the night-cool grass. "But she is young and strong; she will heal quickly." "And the others?" "They will all recover, too." Bluestar sighed. "We are lucky not to have lost any of our warriors this time. You are a gifted medicine cat, Spottedleaf."

She tilted her head again and studied the stars. "I am deeply troubled by tonight's defeat. ThunderClan has not been beaten by ShadowClan since I became leader," she murmured. "These are difficult times for our Clan. The season of newleaf is late, and there have been fewer kits. ThunderClan needs more warriors if it is to survive against ShadowClan." "But the year is only just beginning," Spottedleaf pointed out calmly. "There will be more kits when greenleaf comes." The gray cat twitched her broad shoulders. "Perhaps. But training our young to become warriors takes time. If ThunderClan is to defend itself from ShadowClan, it must have new warriors as soon as possible."

"Are you asking StarClan for answers?" meowed Spottedleaf gently, following Bluestar's gaze and staring up at the swath of stars glittering in the dark sky. "It is at times like this we need the words of ancient warriors to help us. Has StarClan spoken to you?" Bluestar asked. "Not for some moons, Bluestar." Suddenly a shooting star blazed over the treetops. Spottedleaf's tail twitched and the fur along her spine bristled. Bluestar's ears pricked but she remained silent as Spottedleaf continued to gaze upward. Through her eyes she saw a strange vision. A young female leopard was sitting in the middle of FourTrees. Beside her was a tiger, a raven, a black rose, and a she-cat with fur as bright as the dawn's first light. After a few moments, Spottedleaf lowered her head and turned to Bluestar. "It was a message from StarClan," she murmured. A distant look came into her eyes. "The Five alone can save our Clan." "The Five?" "They consist of a tiger, a raven, a thorn, and the dawn, with a leopard as their leader."

"A leopard?" Bluestar echoed. "But LeopardClan and TigerClan are extinct! How can stuff like that save us?" Spottedleaf shook her head. "I do not know," she admitted. "But this is the message StarClan has chosen to share with me." The ThunderClan leader fixed her clear blue eyes on the medicine cat. "You have never been wrong before, Spottedleaf," she meowed. "If StarClan has spoken, then it must be so………The Five will save our Clan."

Sorry if my story confused you a bit readers. To help with that, my story is set before Rusty because I wanted to have Redtail And Spottedleaf in my story. 2nd, the cats in the story are cat demons like you see in InuYasha, but wear clothes like you see in Naruto and other anime. I've done this to make it easier for me to write. And finally, to make it clear, I've only read the first Warriors book. Some of the stuff in my story may sound kinda strange.

Anyway, stay tooned for Ch. 1 - Spotty's Choice