Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

i think you should do one of tigerstar and darkstripe in badclan
thats what i voted for anyway ^-^

Tigerstar's Story -- Part I
How Tigerstar became who he is...

            Tigerkit bounded out of the nursery, trailing behind his Redkit and Lionkit.  "Hey, wait up, you guys!" he mewled.

            "What Tigerkit?  Are we going too fast for you?"  Redkit sneered.  He and Lionkit rounded on Tigerkit and snickered as he stumbled into them.

            "Great StarClan, Redkit!  If I didnt know better, I would never guess this little mouse-brain was your brother!"  The two larger kits howled in amusement as they scampered off after a few older kits.  Tigerkit's fur bristled with embarrassment.  He hated how his brother had turned most of the kits against him.  He settled himself down and began to wash the dirt out of his sleek, tabby fur; his eyes stung from his tears.

            "Hello, Tigerkit!"  The small tabby jumped as he heard the soft voice of Bluepaw from behind him.  Tigerkit's heart fluttered.  The pretty blue-furred she-cat had become an apprentice just two dawns ago, and yet, Tigerkit had already missed snuggling beside her in the nursery at night.

            "Hello, Bluepaw!"  Tigerkit meowed.  "How's the apprentice den?"

            Bluepaw licked her paw and ran it over her ear.  "Mmm...it's good--different, but good.  It's hard to get used to not sleeping next to you guys, though."  A deep purr arose from Tigerkit's chest, and Bluepaw wrapped her tail around the small tabby.  "So, has Redkit given you any trouble lately?"

            Is it that obvious!?  Tigerkit wondered.  "No, no," he lied.  He didn't want the pretty apprentice to think he couldn't take care of himself.  What kind of cat would he look like then? Bluepaw looked at him with a steady, concerned gaze.  Desperate to get her attention away from his weaknesses, he quickly changed the subject.  "So, how was hunting patrol?"

            Bluepaws eyes lit up with pride.  "Well," she purred, puffing out her chest, "I dont want to brag but; you see that big squirrel over there?"  Tigerkit looked over at the fresh-kill pile and saw a huge squirrel that was as big as Bluepaw.  He nodded.  "I caught that!"

            Tigerkit's eyes widened.  "You caught that?" he gasped.  "It's huge!"

            "Yeah, it is."  She swiped a paw over Tigerkits ear and padded over to her sister, Snowpaw.  Tigerkit watched Bluepaw's mentor, Stonepelt bounding over to her.  Bluepaw's eyes widened and after a few seconds she sprung up and began to bounce with excitement.  The tabby kit stifled a laugh.  He had never seen Bluepaw this excited, and if he had, she had contained herself very well.  He guessed she was going to the Gathering tonight, and only after two days of training!  Tigerkit knew that she was going to be a wonderful warrior, and he hoped he could be at least half as good as her.  And more than anything, he hoped someday, he could call the beautiful she-cat his.

"Tigerkit, from this moment on, you will be known as Tigerpaw."  Tigerpaws eyes glimmered with excitement as Sunstars voice boomed above.  "Patchpelt, you are ready to take on an apprentice. You will be mentor to Tigerpaw."  The new apprentice trembled with excitement as he turned up to touch noses with his mentor.  Unfortunately, he turned too quickly, and he bumped noses with the senior warrior.  Behind him, Redkit and Lionkit burst out laughing.  His sister, Spottedpaw sat beside the medicine cat Featherwhisker, her eyes clouded with sympathy.

Bluefur swatted her paw over Lionpaws ear.  "Hush," she hissed to her new apprentice, "that's very rude."  Tigerpaw sent a silent prayer of thanks to StarClan that Bluefur had stuck up for him.

"Come on, Tigerpaw," whispered Patchpelt into his ear.  Relief to be out of the spotlight flooded over him.  How would he receive respect from his Clanmates if he couldn't even manage himself during his own ceremony?

Tigerpaw sulked to the apprentice den, hoping that the others would just think he was off to claim the best nest instead of avoiding the humiliation that awaited him outside.  "Nice going, Tigerkit," jeered the voice of his brother.  Tigerpaw shot him an angry glare and then wrapped his tail around himself tighter.  "Come on, Tigerkit!  Get up and fight me!"  Tigerpaw shut his eyes.  Redpaw clamped his jaw around his brothers hind leg and dragged him out of his nest.

Tigerpaw yowled with surprise.  He jerked his paws wildly, but Redpaw held his grip and shook him back and forth.  "Redpaw!"  Suddenly, the shaking stopped, and Tigerpaw looked around to see his sister Spottedpaw standing at the entrance of the den.  "Would you stop!"  Her eyes glittered with rage.  She bounded over to her brothers and licked Tigerpaw behind the ears a few times.  "He is your brother!  You should at least treat him nicely!"  The tortoiseshell she-cat glared at her brother for a few moments longer before padding out of the den.

Redpaw hissed something to Lionpaw and they headed after Spottedpaw.  I swear, Tigerpaw thought, someday Ill get him back.

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I've always thought there was more to Tigerstar than the books let us know.  I mean, what made him so evil?  Also, I've always had the thought that Tigerstar had the hots for Bluestar, so that's sort of introduced here, too.  More's on the way!  And by the way, I'm not very fond of Redtail, (Redpaw in this) so that's why he's such a jerk here.

Enjoy!
Rainpelt

-- Edited by Rainpelt at 20:22, 2008-01-06

it doesn't matter if they were actually siblings or , it's still good and sort of explains why tigerstar wanted to kill redtail

  
          The image of Bella lying in the hospital bed flashed clearly through Edwards mind.  He remembered how frantic he had been, wondering if she had been seriously injured.  Why do I care so much?  He scowled to himself.  He of all people should know that nothing good can happen when you get too emotionally attached to someone--especially when that someone is your prey.  When the accident had first happened, so many years ago, Edward had vowed not to get too close to a mortal.  He would not condemn another to the same fate he had.

            But there was something about the girl from Phoenix that Edward just couldnt stay away from.  She was different from the other mortal girls that lived in Forks.  He could read each and every one of them like a book and they were all the same story:  Shoes, clothes, shopping, and boys--especially boys.  But Bella, well, Bella wasnt that easy.  He could look into her eyes, searching for anything to read, but somehow, he couldnt get through.  Why am I so intrigued by that? he wondered to himself.  Because shes so mysterioushe decided.  Andshe treats you like everyone else?  Was that why?  She did seem to treat him normally; something no one else had even attempted to do.

            Edward slowed the silver Volvo and stopped at the side of the quite road.  "What is happening to me?" he wondered aloud.  He had never had these feelings for anyone before.  The closest people he had was his family; and they each had someone to love.  Emmet had Rosalie, Jasper had Alice--but who did he have?  His hands began to clench with jealousy.  He had never realized how much he wanted someone.  Someone to talk to; to hold him at night.  Someone to love him.

            Thats what he wanted most of all, and he hadnt realized it until Bella walked into his life.  Well, more in Bellas case, tripped into his life.  Edward chuckled.  She was hopeless; always in need of rescuing.  And more times than not, rescuing by him.  Edward pictured what it would be like, to have Bella pressed up against his chest, wrapping his arms protectively around her.  Having Bella kiss his stone cold lips, and feeling her warm body against him.  To call Bella his girl.

            At the thought of such a fantasy, Edwards heart fluttered.  He closed his eyes, picturing Bellas beautiful face--plain, yet beautiful in every sense of the word.  No, he scolded himself, snapping out of his day-dream.

            He looked at his reflection in the rear-view mirror.  "You cant do this," he told himself quietly, his voice shaking.  "If you get too close to her, nothing good will come out of it."  He turned the key and listened to the revving of the engine.  For a few moments, he sat there studying his pale, stony hands; and finally he put them on the steering wheel.  Like or not, you have to do it.  If you do, you know shell end up hurt.  And with that, he pulled back onto the road and sped away with a heavy heart.

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Alright, I know this is like waaaaaay off topic and it has nothing to do with animals, but I just couldn't help myself.  Moonstar, if this is too OT I'll take it down.

Well, I'm offically hooked. My friend reads these books ALL the time, and since I have nothing to read until the next Warriors comes out, I thought what the heck and borrowed her copy of Twilight. And you know what? I'm obsessed! Of course...! Now I'm obsessed with vampires and all that jazz. Oh and the fact that Edward Cullen is like, the definition of sexy doesn't hurt either.

So, this is a little story I whipped up in like 10 minutes because I just had to get out some of my Edward obsession. It's showing Ed's point of view as he's driving back to school after Bella's accident. This is where he's starting to question his feelings for her. Poor guy! You just have to love him!!

Hope you like it!

Rainpelt

Edward, Bella, and other characters © Stephenie Meyer
Story © Rainpelt
Note: I DID NOT make the icon. I got it from Iconator, so please don't give me credit for it!

-- Edited by Rainpelt at 23:17, 2008-01-10

-- Edited by Rainpelt at 23:19, 2008-01-10