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[NightWolf950]

StarClan abandoned us.
The Dark Forest saved us.
Our scars show our ranks.
We are HazeClan!

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Leader: Pantherstar
Deputy: Starlingflight
Med. Cats: Applefall and Cloudypaw

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[NightWolf950]

The Beginning

Living the life of solitude and living each day like his last, the dark colored tabby tom couldn't have imaged what his future held. Until one night when two starry figures appeared in the tom's dreams. Although vastly different in their sizes and demeanor they both gave off a proud and powerful vibe, yet they felt vaguely familiar to him. He once remembered stories his parents would tell of great powerful ancestors who appeared to those from time to time. Not once did he ever think one let alone two ancestors would visit him. After all he was nothing special, just a tom living the life of a loner. The silence was broken when the larger figure stepped forward and spoke. "Look at you know Haze. Not so little anymore It seems as if my brother did a fine job raising you after Sky passed. However Ivywing and I aren't hear to play catch up. In fact we are hear to get your journey started." the large brown tabby spoke. "It's true. Arrowstrike and I have come to tell you that your journey will be a long one, but will end when you reach the mountains. It is there that you shall find traces of a lost clan. When StarClan abandoned them during the great famine they scattered." Ivywing spoke, her voice was soft and fresh like a refreshing cool freeze. "But why me?" Haze questioned, he couldn't understand what they saw in him."As ancestors of the past we tend to gain special abilities that sometimes gives us an insight on what the future might hold. It seems your future is bright, forming a great and powerful clan all can rely on." Arrowstrike spoke. Ivywing gave a small nod, taking a step forward to stand side by side the large tom once more. "Trust us. You will one day see what we mean. However for now it is time you take on a new name, one fitting for a leader. Haze, from this day forward you shall be known as Hazestar." Ivywing purred, proudly smiling at the tabby tom before her. "And with your new name comes nine lives, so you may have a long life span to grow and lead your new clan." Arrowstrike stated. The large tom padded forward, touching noses with Hazestar. An agonizing pain ripped through his body, clouding his thoughts and vision. Awoken by the sound of chirping birds and rays of light glistening through his make shift den, Hazestar rose to his feet groggily. Last night's dream was all but a blur to him now, but deep down he knew it was all very real. Glancing down at his paws, the tabby tom stretched his paws a bit and smiled. "A leader they say... Then a leader I shall become. I will not let you down. I'll show you and the world that HazeClan will be one they can trust, but should also be careful of. In order to do so each cat shall gain a mark, no a scar to show just how powerful we can become." Hazestar meowed proudly to himself. Upon exiting his den, he felt himself being pulled in the northern direction. Upon last night's dream Hazestar knew that this feeling was going to be the guide he needed.

As Arrowstrike and Ivywing had said, the journey was long and difficult, but eventually Hazestar came to the mountains. It was here where a clan once lived, but now long scattered about. Before he could even begin his search for the lost clan, the tabby tom knew he would have to journey just a bit farther to find a good place to set up camp. He passed through the abandoned camp, not a single scent of prey around. No wonder the clan scattered, there was no chance of survival here if they had stayed. Making his way down the mountain side, Hazestar came up on a hill close to the mountain that looked out over a large dark forest. As he gazed out at the land before him, he was able to spot a faint glittering blue shine. "Water... That's always a good sign. This place seems to offer a good advantage point. With the mountains at the back and a rocky path leading down, this shall work for a camp. Protected from the weather by the trees that surround it, and plenty of boulders with caves that could serve as dens." He meowed. "It is here that HazeClan will call home" Ivywing's voice echoed in Hazetsar's ears. With a nod, Hazestar smiled and got to quick work on clearing up the area and setting up his own den. As more cats joined he would eventually set up more nests, but for now he needed to get to work on setting borders.

In no rush to beginning searching just yet, Hazestar made his way carefully through his new territory, laying scent markers every so often. Hoping that if of of the last clan cats where to come across it they would find him. After all Hazetsar had no idea who to be looking for, but knew he had to look. Unsure of where to really begin his search Hazestar decided on the forest, since hunger drove the lost clan apart maybe the forest would be filled with prey attracting those to it. The tabby tom made his way quietly through the forest, sending mice of scurrying to their dens as he passed by. It was peaceful with the sound of birds chirping in the air, almost like a dream from time to time. That was until a faint meowing wail echoed through out the forest. Hazestar ear's perked up, twitching about as to try to pinpoint the direction it came from. Another one ripped through the air and Hazetsra quickly made his way in its direction until finally a faint group of cats came into view.

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OLD

The dark colored tabby was one a loner, living the a life of solitude and struggling to survive. That was until one night the tom received a mysterious message. Two cats with stars in their pelt, visited the young tom in his dreams. They looked powerful and sinister, yet Haze felt safe with them. "You will travel far, until you come to the mountains. There you will find the traces of a lost clan. They scattered when prey disappeared and StarClan had abandoned them. We want you to go on this journey and find the surviving members of this lost Clan. From this day forward you shall be known as Hazestar. Leader of HazeClan. Your scars shall show your ranks from now on. The x scar you received long ago from a fight, shall mark your rank as the clan's leader. The rest of the scars for each rank we will leave to you. We shall be your guidance shall you become lost or need help. We are the cats of the Dark Forest." With that one of the cats with starry pelts padded up and touched noses with HazeStar, a burning agonizing pain ripped through the tom's body. "We grant you these 9 lives so you may live long and guide your clan."

The tabby tom rose from his slumber, blinking a bit to let his eyes adjust to the light. 'We grant you these 9 lives so you may live long and guide your clan.' rang in the tom's ears. "A clan..." he muttered, gazing down at his paws as his mind swam with all sorts of thoughts. "A long journey... I have been granted 8 more lives so I may succeed and become a great cat." he mumbled. Hazestar looked up at the stars, thinking back to the Dark Forest cats once more. "I will not let you down!" he yowled to the stars.

During his journey Hazestar come across an abandoned territory, not a single prey was spotted along his way. The tom made his way farther until stumbling across a camp high in the mountains. 'Find them.' a voice rang in his ears. Hazetsar looked around, no other cat was around. "The Dark Forest..." he murmured to himself. The tabby tom shook his head, moving farther along the mountains until he came across a valley. In the valley loomed a large forest covered in fog. 'Here.' the voice rang in his ears again. Hazetsar just nodded this time, making his way down the mountain side before jumping down to the ground. He landed with a small thud and padded on wards.

Hazestar weaved through trees, jumped over large rocks and stumps and pushes his way through under brush until he came to a hill close to the mountains. As the tom climbed up farther up large rocks began to appear with trees dotting the land here occasionally. Finally Hazestar came to the top of the hill where a large rock structure and trees stood. "This is where HazeClan shall set up camp." the tabby stated proudly.

The tabby tom got to work quickly, clearing unneeded brush and other objects out and down the hill. Once cleared, Hazetsra got to work setting up dens, making his den in one of the caves the large stone structure had. The other, larger cave would be used for his future medicine cat. Other dens where either in large secured holes under trees, under other rocks or in tree hollows. Upon finishing setting up camp Hazestar stood on top of the structure, gazing down at his clan's new home. The tom gazed out across the land for a few more moments before jumping down and heading out. "Now to begin the search..." he meowed to himself.

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The tabby tom got to work quickly, clearing unneeded brush and other objects out and down the hill. Once cleared, Hazetsra got to work setting up dens, making his den in one of the caves the large stone structure had. The other, larger cave would be used for his future medicine cat. Other dens where either in large secured holes under trees, under other rocks or in tree hollows. Upon finishing setting up camp Hazestar stood on top of the structure, gazing down at his clan's new home. The tom gazed out across the land for a few more moments before jumping down and heading out. "Now to begin the search..." he meowed to himself.

Hazestar padded through the forest, his ears kept perk to catch any and all sounds. The tom paused upon hearing a faint meow, but as quick as he heard it, it was gone. The tabby tom crouched down to the ground and stalked forward, hiding in some underbrush. In front of him stood two adult cats and three kits. One of the kits was clinging to the adult she-cat and meowing frantically. "Mamma... I want to go home. I'm hungry! I miss Feathermist and everyone else." the white and orange she-kit meowed. The other two kits sat quietly next to their mother while she gave the fussing kit a quick lick on the head. "I know Firekit... I miss everyone too, but Owlstar did his best. It's StarClan who abandoned us..." The mother meowed softly.

At the mention of a clan name and StarClan Hazestar's expression perked up a bit more. A soft voice echoed in his ears. 'That's some of them...' the voice meowed. The tabby leader stood up, padding forward and softly cleared his throat. "Excuse me." he meowed. The other tabby tom whipped around, letting out a hiss while the three kits hid behind their mother. "Who are you!?" the other male demanded. Hazestar stayed quiet for a moment, taking in each cats' scent. They looked hungry yet at the same time strong. "I am Hazestar of HazeClan... I was sent here I believe to find you. You must be from GaleClan." he meowed.

The other male let out a small sigh and nodded his head. "Yes... well we where. I'm Owlstar." he meowed, placing himself between Morningflower and Hazestar just in case. "So StarClan chose another cat to set up for failure?" he meowed, chocking on the word StarClan. They had abandoned GaleClan when they where in dire need, it was amazing no cat had died. Hazestar shook his head, frowning at the mention of StarClan. "No. I do not follow StarClan. I follow different ancestors known as the Dark Forest Cats. Let's get you back to my camp. There you may rest and join my clan. I know you where once a leader Owlstar, but I hope being my deputy and reverting back to your warrior name will satisfy you for now." he meowed.

Owlstar looked over his shoulder at Morningflower and her kits before back at Hazestar. Letting out a defeated sigh Owlstar nodded his head. "Alright... I will do my best. I will go back to being called Owlstorm then." he paused and turned around to pick up the one fussing kit known as Firekit. "Morningflower grab Goldenkit. Hazestar can you get Inkkit?" Owlstorm meowed through fur. Both cats nodded their heads, picking up the remaining kits. Owlstar, now Owlstorm followed Hazestar back to their new home.

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Owlstar looked over his shoulder at Morningflower and her kits before back at Hazestar. Letting out a defeated sigh Owlstar nodded his head. "Alright... I will do my best. I will go back to being called Owlstorm then." he paused and turned around to pick up the one fussing kit known as Firekit. "Morningflower grab Goldenkit. Hazestar can you get Inkkit?" Owlstorm meowed through fur. Both cats nodded their heads, picking up the remaining kits. Owlstar, now Owlstorm followed Hazestar back to their new home.

Upon returning to their new home Owlstorm helped Morningflower and her kits get set up in the nursery Hazetsra had set up. The old leader made sure the queen and her kits where comfortable before exiting the nursery. The tabby tom padded over to Hazestar, and sat next to him. "Hazestar..." Owlstorm meowed, pausing for a moment. "There's a few more of us out there. I was wondering if you would allow me to go and search for them." he asked.

Hazetsra nodded, smiling a bit at the tom and rising to his paws. "Alright, but before then I want to explain to you how HazeClan does their rankings. We are a bit different from most other clans. You see this scar on my chest?" he meowed, pointing to the large 'x' on his chest. Owlstorm nodded, glancing down at it before back at Hazestar. "This scar symbols my rank as leader. Shows how tough us HazeClan cats are. I have decided to make each ceremony include the receiving of a scar. When becoming a kit becomes an apprentice they will receive a small scar any where they choose. When becoming a warrior they will receive their biggest scar any where the choose. When choosing to be an elder they will receive a small scar on their on their muzzle or nose. Medicine cats will get a star like scar on their ears or forehead. As for leader they receive an 'x' like mine." he explained. "However for now we will wait for the marking ceremony until our clan has a medicine cat so they can quickly take care of it. Well that's all for now. Go ahead and head out. I'm going to go hunting."

Owlstorm listened intensely, smirking a bit at the idea of the marking ceremony. It was unqiue and would defiantly show other clans that HazeClan was not a clan to mess with. Upon Hazestar finishing his explanation Owlstorm nodded and headed out. He wasn't sure who he would find on his patrol, but he knew his old clan mates where near by. The tabby tom kept his senses alert while out patrolling. It seemed likes ages until a small whiff of a familiar scent caught Owlstrom's nose. The tabby tom quickened his pace, stumbling out of the underbrush and into two bodies.

"Ouch!" a she-cat's voice rang out. Owlstorm scrambled to his paws and backed away, coming face to face with two familiar cats. "Feathermist? Tigerleap?" Owlstorm meowed. The white she-cat turned to face her former leader, her face lighting up. The other tom with the she-cat smiled a bit, happy to have been reunited. Before the other two cats could speak Owlstorm quickly spoke up. "Come. Morningflower, her kits, and I have been welcomed into a new clan lead by Hazestar. He's allowed me to become his number two. So I am now Owlstorm instead of Owlstar. It's a bit disappointment, but we have a home now." he purred.

The new trio padded back to camp, being greeted by Morningflower and her kits. Feathermist began to tear up, happy to be reunited with most of her former clan mates. Hazestar came back to camp with a stoat and a new warrior following alongside him. Owlstorm dismissed himself to speak with Hazestar privately about the new/former clan mates.

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The next morning came peacefully and the new cats quickly grew use to their new home and surroundings. Hazestar then once again explained the marking ceremony to every cat before getting patrols around.

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Hazestar padded along through the underbrush, unsure on what he and Owlstorm would find on their patrol. The other tabby tom padded slightly behind Hazestar keeping his senses alert. Owlstorm let out a small sigh as his thoughts went to a dark place. He had tried to lead his clan well, but failed when StarClan had abandoned them. The ex-leader was grateful for his new leader though, happy to know that some ancient cats where still looking out for them.

Hazestar paused, glancing back over his shoulder at his deputy."I think I hear something..." he meowed quiet. Owlstorm snapped back out of his thoughts and looked towards Hazestar, giving the tom a slight nod. Upon gaining Owlstorm's focus, Hazetsra padded forward, keeping quiet as he moved.

As the pair crept through the underbrush they came to a small clearing where a young cat sat looking up at the sky. Hazestar let out a small chuckle and stood up. "Just a young cat. Let's see if they would like to to join us." With that the tabby tom padded out in to the clearing, calling out to the young cat. The young white tabby jumped to their paws, puffing up to s big fluff ball and letting out a startled hiss. Hazestar and Owlstorm both exchanged looks, and chuckling. "Don't laugh!" the white cat hissed, frowning at the two tabby toms in front of her.

Hazestar smiled and dipped his head a bit in apologia to the young she-cat. "I'm sorry. I am Hazestar and the other tom is my deputy Owlstorm. We are residents of HazeClan. You are trespassing on our territory. However a young cat like yourself could never last long in this place. Why don't you come with us. One of my warrior's will train you to help you gain the skills you need to survive." Hazetsra meowed. The two tom's watched the young she-cat relax a little before giving them a slight nod of her head.

Smiling, the two toms turned to head home, the young she-cat following alongside them. "Well, what do you go by young one? We might be able to keep your name if it fits with our warrior naming system." Hazestar meowed. The white she-cat looked up at him before speaking. "Wind." she purred.

"Well Wind, from this day forward you shall be known as Windpaw until you receive your warrior name. Our clan has a unusual way of showing our ranks. As an apprentice you shall receive a small scar, however we will wait till we have a medicine cat before giving you your scar. I believe my warrior Feathermist will be a well suited mentor for you." Hazestar purred.

The trio returned to camp, greeted by the rest of the clan. The clan cats stared at the new arrival, most thrilled to see a new clan member. Windpaw padded close to the toms until she was fully inside the camp. Once there she darted out ahead of them, her eyes sparkling in aw at the new sights and cats.

[NightWolf950]

WIP


{Hazestar asks for a queen and asks to make Inkkit, Goldenkit, and Firekit apprentices.
Hazestar goes on a patrol.
Stormcloud goes in search for herbs.
Feathermist takes Windpaw out to teach them how to spar.
Tigerleap, Lionfang and Aspencreek go hunting.
Owlstorm and Rainsong go looking for the last few missing cats.
(Looking for Shadowripple and Twigstorm)

[NightWolf950]

Owlstorm was rightfully concerned about the safety and well-being of those from the Clan he once lead, so it wasn't a surprise in the slightest that he offered to join Rainsong in the search for his remaining Clanmates who were lost in the cold, snowy landscape. Rainsong took the lead with Owlstorm just behind, fiery determination in every paw step the brown tom took. "This is where we last camped." Rainsong pointed out, nodding his head towards a group of torn and now dead bushes, a barely visible piece of rotting prey could be seen in the snow.

Owlstorm wore a thin grimace, whatever scents were here had faded away now, only the slightest stench of fox drifted in the air. "And you're sure this is the place, Rainsong?" Owlstorm inquired, staring at the gray tom inquisitively. "Absolutely, Owlstar." He mewed affirmatively, his head tilted in confusion as Owlstorm's grimace grew. "That life is behind me, Rainsong. I'm Owlstorm now," He corrected, padding further ahead of the warrior once he got a nod in reply.

"Sorry about that, Owlsta- storm," Rainsong stuttered, trotting a few paces to catch up with the fast moving deputy. "It's just still hard to adjust to this... new Clan." He admitted, Owlstorm tempted to mew agreement, but decided to stay silent. "At least you aren't the only one who came from GaleClan, I suppose that makes things a little easier?" He mewed, a surprised trill left his throat as Rainsong shook his head. "Quite the opposite, there's days where I wake up and think I'm in GaleClan again." Rainsong mewed somberly, sadly chuckling.

"I should get used to it eventually, Hazestar's a good leader and HazeClan is a great home. And like you said, that life is behind us now." He mewed, a forced grin on his face as he stared at Owlstorm before his direction was caught by a smell coming their way. Owlstorm caught it, nose twitching as the ever faint, but still recognizable, scent of GaleClan drifted in the wind. "They're this way, come on!" Owlstorm shouted, pelting through the snow with Rainsong at his side.

The two toms headed towards a copse of dead and fallen trees, in the distance a faint blank shape was seen sitting atop a fallen log, likely keeping watch over their stretch of land before it turned to stare towards the two warriors quickly making their way over and leaped off their lookout to cautiously approached the pair. However all caution was thrown to the wind when the black molly instantly recognized the pelts of her old Clanmates from GaleClan. "Owlstar, Rainsong!" Shadowripple shouted excitedly, running towards the pair and butting her head with theirs in greeting.

"Thank StarClan you're both safe." She mewed, Rainsong wincing at the use of 'StarClan' while Owlstorm flinched at the mention of his old name. "And what's happened to Twigstorm? Is he safe? How did you escape the foxes?" Rainsong mewed, interrogating the molly about how she and the ginger tom managed since they were last together. Owlstorm tuned them both out, watching quietly as Shadowripple told her tale while the orange head of Twigstorm peeked out nearby from the safety of a hollowed out log.

He was disappointed knowing that he offered them shelter in GaleClan after they lost IvyClan, and now they would have to join another Clan yet again. Owlstorm quickly barked the order for all of them to return home; the sooner the better.

He wouldn't fail anyone this time.

[NightWolf950]

WIP

{Hazestar asks the ancestors for a warrior.
Owlstorm, Rainsong, Aspencreek, Morningflower, and Oceansplash go on a patrol.
Stormcloud and Twigstorm go herb hunting.
Feathermist takes Windpaw out to learn how to defend.
Tigerleap, Lionfang, Shadowripple, Firepaw, Goldenpaw, and Inkpaw go hunting.
Cherryshing goes into labor.}

[NightWolf950]

WIP

{Hazestar, Rainsong, Morningflower, Nightshadow, and Mossystone go on a patrol.
Owlstorm, Feathermist, Windpaw, Aspencreek, and Oceansplash go hunting.
Stormcloud and Twigstorm go herb hunting.
Stormcloud trains Twigstorm.
Tigerleap takes Goldenpaw out to train.
Lionfang takes Firepaw out to train.
Shadowripple takes Inkpaw out to train.
Cherryshine watches over Emberkit and Acornkit.}

[NightWolf950]

It had been a few moons now and Hazestar had heard whispers of many clans disbanding. Some cats found new homes in other clans, where two had found their way to HazeClan. Although uneasy about accepting the older tom, Hazestar could tell the apprentice with him had grown close to the temperamental tom. Sigh Hazestar nodded his head a bit, accepting Buzzardflight and young Badgerpaw into the clan.

Although grateful for the tabby tom's kindness, Buzzardflight was not ready to fully accept him as his leader. With a quick flick of his tail he and Badgerpaw lead the way in to camp. Badgerpaw dipped his head towards Hazestar as a thank you before following Buzzardflight. "I don't know why we had to stay here and not find some other clan." Buzzardflight hissed. "I don't like this not believing in StarClan, I don't like how they harm themselves just to proof their strength. I don't like him." He spat.

Badgerpaw gave a small shake of his head before speaking. "Just be happy they accepted us Buzzardflight... I know it'll be a bit difficult, but please don't make a scene." he pleaded with the older tom. Buzzardflight let out another hiss, rolling his eyes a bit. However the older tom decided to stay quiet for now.

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Letting out another sigh Hazestar stood there for a moment, gathering his thoughts. A cold chill rushed over Hazestar before a familiar presence came over the tabby. Glancing over, the tom saw the familiar two starry cats that had visited him the first day he started his clan. "You know...." he paused, chuckling slightly. "You never gave me your names." he purred.

Both cats chuckled before the more feminine one spoke up. "Forgive us Haze. I am Ivywing and the male here next to me is my brother Arrowstrike. We where cast out from our clan just because our father. We didn't deserve it and tried to speak with StarClan, but they to had given up on us. Until we met you where thought our legacy would die, but here you are. Building a fast growing clan." Ivywing purred. Arrowstrike on the other paw just gave Hazestar a sturn head nod and a small smile.

"Do not let Buzzardflight get under your skin, he will prove to be a valuable member in the future. Until then Hazestar, we will always be here." Arrowstrike stated. Ivywing touched noses with Hazestar before standing next to Arrowstrike. Arrowstrike gave Hazestar another head nod, before the two starry pelted cats disappeared.