Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

I really liked the Street Strays Rp and it's characters so I decided to make a story about it. I'll shorten some things up and add a few more lines to put it together and introduce the characters but anyways here it is, Ill also put the dogs up soon.
If you want an important line thats in the RP and not in the story just tell me and Ill fit it in. Also I dont want to act like Im taking your work or anything, so if you dont want your character here or there words just tell me too.

Other than that here's the first chapter:

 STREET STRAYS: THE STORY

Breedington isnt the best place to live around when youre a dog. With people euthanizing animals every chance they get and new groups of dogs moving in, its hard to make a living, unless you have what some dogs call a family

I know what a family is. I had one once, until they left me alone on the streets by myself. I didnt understand then, what had happened, but I was a pup, and I didnt care. I lived my life by myself, many times coming across other dogs just like me; alone, starving, with no place to go, but then I saw other dogs that seemed to live the life of ease; they lived together in what they called a family. It was then that I realized something.

To survive in this city you had to have a family, whether it be some humans or a group of dogs living together trying to survive the harshness of life

-Rocky

 Chapter 1: The Family

The morning sun shined through a window of a two-story building as a dark figure moved about inside. Looking in through an open door, what looked like to be a large Great Dane mix, woke up to the cars zooming back and forth on the street outside. His old bones carried him to the door as he watched the birds sing and the trees move with the wind. Nodding in approval he turned into the building again and stood in front of a small group of dogs. His gray and black coat glimmered in the light as he scratched his ear and barked in a low tone. Wake up buds. The city is already awake, time for you to be.The first one to wake, a brown and black Pitbull opened his eyes and blinked in the light. Getting up his muscles showed as he arched his back to stretch, and shook his coat letting dust fly off in different directions. Walking toward the Great Dane the Pitbull nodded and sat down. Nice day today, huh Ashton? The pit spoke with a little excitement. Ashton nodded in agreement, as they watched the other dogs wake up. A bark sounded before anything as a small gray and white husky stood in the doorway of the building. Her face was bright as she barked happily. Morning all! Nice to see you are up! Flinging a few meat scraps toward the dogs she walked in and sat down. The Pitbull turned around and licked his lips at the sight of the food. Picking a small piece up for himself he stopped to look outside. The wind blew in as the fall leaves moved about. Turning around he jumped onto a small torn chair and lied down. Before taking a bite off the meat he looked toward the husky again. Hey Karmabell, you know you can stay in today and get some rest if you want. The husky was a very hard worker and didnt seem to get any rest at times but that didnt stop her. Thanks Cliff, but if its alright with you I would like to help out some more! Is there anything I can do? Karmabell tilted her head waiting for an order. Cliff thought for a moment then took a bite of the meat and swallowed. Well how about you eat first, and after that we can go patrol the territory if anyone wakes up by then. He eyed the group of dogs who were still sleeping and finished his scrap of meat. Jumping off the chair he watched as Karma lightened up in excitement and ate some meat in a few gulps. She soon looked toward the dogs who were fast asleep and barked commandingly THERE IS MEAT HERE! Hearing her voice she soon burst out laughing, as Cliff did the same thing, watching the dogs wake up, ears held high and eyes alert.
While the group began waking up and started regaining there strength, Karmabell had walked out of the building and turned a corner to a large bush. Stepping inside, there lay a few gifts covered in wrapping paper and a few collars out of the boxes. One by one she began delicately placing each gift inside a different box.