HowToSaveAlife|TheSnowClan{Warriorcat fan-fic} (No posting!)

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Plot (c) S~B
Original warrior cat series (c) Erin Hunter, duh!

Main characters:

SnowClan:-

Leader:
ScarStar | Pure white tom, blue eyes, with battle scars and green eyes.

Deputy:
BlackTail | White tom with a long black tail and green eyes.

Medicine cat:
StreakPelt | A black she cat with amber and white streaks running through her pelt

Warriors:
SecretHeart | Beautiful light Brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes. | Half RainClan.

ArrowStripe | handsome black cat with a white stripe along his flank.

ColdEye | Bulky white tom with one blue eye. | Apprentice: BrownPaw

LilyPelt | Ginger she-cat with pale green eyes and torn ears. | Apprentice: BramblePaw.

BlueFur| Skinny Grey she-cat with blue eyes. | Apprentice: FrostPaw

MouseFoot | Small brown tom with a ragged coat and tufts of fur missing. Blue eyes.

Apprentices:
BramblePaw | A dark brown tom with green eyes and a scar across his flank. | Mentor: LilyPelt.

FrostPaw | A white tom with grey paws and green eyes. | Mentor: BlueFur.

BrownPaw | Grey tom with blue eyes and brown paws and tail tip. | Mentor: ColdEye.

Queens:
SkyPool | Grey tabby with blue eyes and a black stripe running along her back from ears to tail base.

BlackPelt | Black cat with green eyes and white paws.

Kits:
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Dead cats:
Apprentices:
BrightPaw | A white tom with grey stripes


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Prologue

A white tom slid out of the shadows of the trees and up towards his mountain home. He panted heavily and fresh scars oozed with blood. Another white tom stood ran towards him, dropping his vole. Only this tom had a black tail and had short fur.
"ScarStar!" The cat wailed and ran to his leaders aid. The cat licked his leaders shoulder. "What happened?"
"BlackTail." ScarStar managed to cough out. "The HailClan have returned to the forest." BlackTail flinched and stumbled back at his leaders words.
"HailClan!" He hissed. Suddenly, a grey she-cat rushed across the snow, a small brown tom at her heels. She gasped as she skidded to a halt beside her leader, and leaned against him to keep his balance up. The small brown cat scanned his wounds.
"Who did this?" The grey cat whispered.
"HailClan." BlackTail spat. The grey she cat clenched her eyes shut.
"How do we know this is true?" She said hoarsly.
"I saw them with my own eyes. They have taken back the forest and are soon planning to take on our territory too. Along with the river and also the plains far beyond." ScarStar groaned, his eyes wide.
"No.... We have to stop them." The little brown tom stuttered, his jaw dropped.
"We must get back to camp first." BlackTail mewed firmly and stood at his leaders other side. Assisting him back to camp.

Outside the leaders den, BlackTail sat cursing. His tail lashing side to side.
A brown tabby she-cat stalked towards the frustrated tom.
"SecretHeart." BlackTail's ears perked as she heard her.
"I heard the news." The she-cat whispered, looking down at her paws. BlackTail nodded, his eyes shut. "What are we going to do about it?" SecretHeart asked.
"What is there we can do?" BlackTail hissed, making SecretHeart back away. The deputy looked at her. The moonlight shone against her brown fur and reflected off of her amber eyes making them look as if they encaged a raging fire ready to escape. "I'm sorry. I just have-" BlackTail sighed.
"Alot on your mind, I know." SecretHeart mewed in understandment.
"Well if we do fight the HailClan, we won't show mercy!" BlackTail asked, trying to enlighten the subject with a couragous mew.
"Yeah, but neither will they." The tabby she-cat sighed and turned away, trotting to the warrior den but stopping just outside the entrance. "But we can try." She tossed the words over her shoulder before slipping into the den and sliding into a neat, mossy bed.

That night, the she-cat dreamt of running through the mountains.
The white snow was stained with specks of red blood.
Skidding through the snow, the tabby cat stopped to look over a bloodied battlefield. The wind swept coldly through her fur and her amber eyes widened to their extent.
'What have they done...' She thought.
The black skies spun around her and the time began to blur. Voices began to whisper around her. Voices of her clan in their dying pleads.
They lay across the snow now. Dead corpses mingled with dead corpses of the HailClan.
Along with SnowClan and HailClan lay SunClan cats and RainClan cats.
'Why had they come here?'
Kits lay amoungst elders, along with warriors, leaders and apprentices and queens.
It seemed as if every soldier was needed for this battle. Her friends, den mates and even worst enemies lay amoungst the stench of blood and thickening death.
Her eyes scanned the snow for anything living, anything worth living for. But nothing remained alive.
She herself suddenly found it hard to breathe. She began to stumble across the snow, her paws seemed to slip...
Her paws kicked a cold body of a cat she had not known lay in her path.
She tripped over it, falling through the snow. Welcoming it's coldness.
She turned her head to see whom she tripped over.
Expecting to see a den mate, a friend or maybe some cat she had never heard of before...
No...
She saw nothing but herself.

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Chapter ONE

SecretHearts eyes snapped open. She gasped for breath as if someone had taken it from her for so long. The cat looked around the den. Every cat slept soundly, every cat except for BlackTail.
"BlackTail." She whispered, jumping out of the warrior den and running around camp in search for the deputy.
The white tom trotted into camp with a rabbit in his jaws.
"BlackTail!" SecretHeart yowled and ran to the tom.
"SecretHeart, what is it?" The deputy dropped his rabbit and flicked his black tail in suprise. "I just went out hunting." He grunted.
"I thought you dissapeared." The she cat whimpered.
"Why, has any other cat disapeared?" BlackTail's eyes widened and his ears pricked.
"No." SecretHeart sighed with relief and licked BlackTails shoulder and nosed his chest.
"So why are you so worried?" BlackTail asked, looking at her oddly.
"Never mind. It's just because..." The she-cat broke off...
"What happened last night?" For a moment, SecretHeart thought that BlackTail had seen her dream? Was it a message from starClan? But she suddenly had a flashback of ScarStar limping into camp and speaking of HailClan. She had forgotten all about HailClan returning, her mind was set on the fresh thoughts of her nightmare. She knew that he wouldn't be able to tell him of her dream, would he understand? So she slowly nodded her head, deciding to let him believe that it was all of last nights worries.
It was true though, she had too many things to worry about.
"Well don't worry. Do remember that I'm not a hopeless kit, and can look after myself." BlackTail winked before sauntering towards the fresh kill pile to drop his rabbit on and settle down on a patch of grass were the snow had been cleared. SecretHeart sighed and padded over to him.
"So, who's going on dawn patrol?" She asked, sparking up a brighter conversation.
"Oh, I hadn't thought of that." BlackTail looked at the ground.
"How about I go?" SecretHeart suggested. "I could take ArrowStripe and ColdEye with me?"
"Okay." BlackTail nodded.
"Good, then I will wake them up and tell them." The brown tabby said, standing up. "You just rest, you look tired." She added before trotting over to the warrior den. Bounding across the snow she kept glancing back at BlackTail that she didn't notice that she bumped into ColdEye.
"Hey! Watch where you are going!" ColdEye moaned.
"Oh, sorry ColdEye! By the way, you are coming on dawn patrol with me and ArrowStripe." SecretHeart mewed.
"Great." ColdEye rolled his blue eye and trotted to the entrance of the camp to wait. SecretHeart continued to run to the warrior den and slid into the small den. She nuzzled ArrowStripe.
"Wake up! Your on dawn patrol with me and ColdEye." She purred.
"Arrrrgggg." The tom groaned as he pulled himself to a sitting position and licked moss from his fur. "I can't stand that guy." He grunted.
"Well, you're gonna have to just put up with him for now." SecretHeart said, slipping out of the den leaving ArrowStripe to follow her. The black cat eventually pulled himself to bother getting out of the den. SecretHeart had already made it over to the entrance and was now talking to ColdEye.
"Hmph. Ishow no warmth towards him though." ColdEye flicked his white tail and narrowed his eye. SecretHeart held a frown. "Oh look, here he comes now." ColdEye sneered and stood up. "About time you woke up." He grunted at ArrowStripe who licked a small fluff of moss out of the white stripe that ran across his flank, ignoring ColdEye's comment. SecretHeart didn't bother talking, there was nothing to say really.
The three, young warriors set off to do a patrol. They immediatley decided to patrol around the north border that lay at the bottom of the mountainsides. The North border scrapped the Hail Clan border. Sickening thoughts prowled SecretHearts mind. Her amber eyes flashed with the sights of her nightmare.
To her relief, everything was calm. Seemed calm anyway. ColdEye refreshed the scent markings while SecretHeart looked at the snow with intesity.
"You are acting as if some cat of StarClan is going to jump out of the snow?" ArrowStripe raised a whisker.
"You never know..." SecretHeart mewed, but not with hostility, instead with concentraition. Suddenly, an odd scent filled her nostrils. She flinched and pulled her head back from a patch of snow she had been investigating. ColdEye was now staring at her oddly. He was curious and so padded towards the patch of snow.
"Bet you some careless apprentice has caught some prey, burried it under the snow and forgotton it by accident." ColdEye said, laughing at SecretHearts frightened expression.
He swiped away the snow with one flick of his white paw.
Under the snow, a SnowClan apprentice lay, dead.
The scent was overwhelming.
SecretHeart gasped in horror. It was BrightPaw. The little apprentice that was barely out of kit hood.
"No... Not BrightPaw..." ArrowStripes eyes widened and even ColdEye's blank expression showed a hint of sorrow.
ColdEye sighed and nosed the little apprentice who they could barely recognise.
"Come on, we should bring her back to camp, where she can have a proper burial." The white tom lifted the apprentice out of the snow by the scruff.
SecretHeart already knew who had done this and the other cats by far also knew.
HailClan.

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Chapter TWO

ScarStars blue eyes widened at the limp BrightPaw that lay in the center of the camp. The cats wailed around him.
"No..." The leader whispered and ran towards his son. "BrightPaw!" He yowled, licking his cheek.
FrostPaw was murmuring throughout the yowls. "He set out this morning. I told him not to go without a warrior." He whispered.
BrownPaw nodded, but his blue eyes were settled on his dead den-mate. He could almost wail to the sky, demanding for a reason to why it had been BrightPaw who died and not him. He felt guilty on how he didn't do enough to stop BrightPaw from going out.
ColdEye sighed. "He was found at the Northern border." The white tom reported to the distressed leader.
SecretHeart was ready to hear the leaders wails of despair. To hear him loose his dignity in loosing his son.
ScarStar had lost everything he cared about. His mate and now his son. How long would the snow clan's leader hold up? With the upcoming threats from the HailClan... Would the leader be ready for... For... SecretHeart thought of her dream all of a sudden. The dead warriors... Were they all being killed off one by one?
No, it couldn't be. There was HailClan warriors there too.
It could always be just a dream.

"I'm sorry ScarStar." BlueFur mewed. ScarStar nodded, licked his son once more before walking back to his den.

"I wonder how he manages." ArrowStripe said, licking his paw. ColdEye, ArrowStripe and Secretheart had returned to the warriors den after saying their last respects to BrightPaw.
"I don't think he will manage for any longer." SecretHeart whispered, swiping her paw over her ear.
"Do you think he will give up leadership? I mean, ever since he became leader bad things has happened to him." ColdEye mewed.
"ColdEye, I don't think leaders can just 'give up' like that." SecretHeart frowned.
"There's always suicide." ColdEye shrugged.
"Don't say that!" SecretHeart cuffed his ear gently with a paw.
"I'm just saying that it's likely to happen. after all there's nothing for him here to live for anymore." The white tom grunted.
"There's his clan." ArrowStripe managed to say between licks.
"Well, there can always be a new leader. There can be a new leader to a clan but not a new father to a cat or a new mate to a heartbroken tom." ColdEye said.
"Nobody can replace ScarStar!" SecretHeart objected.
"Come on, everybody knows that you wouldn't mind BlackTail as a leader." ColdEye smirked and nudged the she-cat.
"What!? No I don't! I mean, I do... I mean, I wouldn't mind BlackTail as a leader but I wouldn't want ScarStar to die!" SecretHeart objected, her fur fluffed out.
"Yeah, sure." ColdEye smirked.
"Hmph, I think that BlackTail would be a brilliant leader, equally brilliant as ScarStar." SecretHeart announced, lifting her nose to the ceiling of the den. The sunlight faintly sparkled through the branches of the ceiling. ArrowStripe looked up at the ceiling too, noticing the lack of cover.
"Should we go out and get some more branches?" He asked. ColdEye nodded.
"I guess we could do with some more covering." The white tom agreed. Secretheart nodded. The brown tabby stood up and crept out of the den.
"Where will we get branches?" She asked as the two toms slithered out of the den.
"The only place is the forest, but it's inhabited with HailClan warriors." ArrowStripe frowned.
"I guess we could just sneak along the border." ColdEye shrugged.
"Hmm... I'm not sure. Since we went earlier, they could have picked up our scent." SecretHeart sighed.
"Okay... Any other way?" ArrowStripe asked. SecretHeart shook her head.
"It's not like we can't fight them off. I have a bone to pick with them and what they did to BrightPaw." ColdEye spat, his ice cold eye narrowed. ArrowStripe nodded in agreement.
"Fine fine." SecretHeart shrugged before leaping off to the entrance to the camp. She glanced back at the two toms following her before heading out.

The three cats raced through the snow, their paws flicking up white powder in each bound. Suddenly, SecretHeart skidded to a halt and sniffed the air.
ArrowStripe stumbled behind her and ColdEye halted and held his white head high, blinking his one-eye furiously.
"What is it?" ArrowStriped hissed, peering around the border. The she-cat ignored him and crept forward, sniffing here and there. She climbed the nearest tree elegantly and quickly. Her nimble, brown paws slipping up the trunk. SecretHeart clambered onto a branch while chewing off other twigs that branched out of the main branch which she sat on. After a snapping sound, a few branches fell down and the two toms crept forward to collect them. SecretHeart chewed off some last branches. She was in the middle of chewing a thick one as she heard the sound of twigs cracking from behind her. But it hadn't been ColdEye, nor ArrowStripe for they hadn't moved and had dragged their twigs away to the top of a little hill for them to run and collect while they waited under her silently for more branches.

The white toms fur bristled and his eye narrowed as snow began to drift down to the ground. ArrowStripe let out a slow hiss into the shadows while SecretHeart stayed in the tree. She shuffled around to see a patrol slip out of the darkness of the forest.
The patrol existed of three warriors and two apprentices. Two of the warriors looked fairly young. Maybe a little bit older than the three SnowClan warriors who were not long out of apprenticeship. The other warrior was older and stronger, battle scarred and stained with old memories. The apprentices were old, nearly as old as the young warriors. They should have been apprenticed long ago.

"RedNose." A roan coloured shorthair mewed to the older warrior. His voice sounded like gravel crunching. He stared staight ahead at the SnowClan warriors. The roan cat swiped a red, blood soaked tongue over his lips while waiting for orders. A white cat with a red mark circling around his nose lifted his head.
"Yes BloodLust... These cats seemed to have crossed our territory lines. As a clan who is beggining to return, we must protect ourselves." The older warrior spoke.
"Does that mean...?" A little golden apprentice began to speak.
"Of course it does LionPaw!" A she-cat hissed. The golden apprentice looked frightened, she didn't want to attack these cats and the look on her eyes clearly showed it. LionPaw had seen the activities in the HailClan, her eyes were stained with horrible events that every cat could read of. The other apprentice, a tortoiseshell tom, licked his lips and pounced forward. The roan tom (who appeared to be called BloodLust) launched after him, grabbing a hold on ArrowStripe who yowled as the thron sharp claws tore his pelt. ColdEye was tackled by the older tom who was named RedNose. The white snow clan warrior fell onto the snow with a thump but fought RedNose skillfully even though he was pinned to the ground.
The tortoise shell apprentice had climbed up the tree and was lashing his tail tauntingly. He looked bigger, stronger and older than SecretHeart. She hissed and lashed out a pall but the apprentice only dodged and laughed. Grinning, he slithered further up the tree. All of a sudden, there was a loud cracking noise. The crackling sound of wood filled the cats ears. Suddenly, the branch tumbled down. Luckily, SecretHeart leapt off but her landing faultered and she tripped over with the sudden force of the snow.



(w.i.p)