Post by Lightningstar on Oct 27, 2007 23:29:17 GMT -5
Title: Behind Enemy Lines
Chapters: One-shot
Author: Lightningstar
Pairing: A little bit of SilverxGray
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Up to Rising Storm
Summary: Graystripe decides on a path within RiverClan after his mate Silverstream's death. Will he really turn his back on all he's ever lived with?
Warning: Angsty.
Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors or anything related.
Beta: None
Cover: None
Author's Notes: This one got stuck in a corner for a while, until I decided to make Gray-Gray do something different.... *evil laughter*
After Silverstream died, the world meant nothing to me. When Fireheart came back to mourn my lost love with me, I felt a little better, but nothing could truly mend my broken heart.
When I came back to camp, no cat wanted anything to do with me. They never looked straight at me, and they stayed out of my way. It was like being an outsider in your own Clan.
Eventually, Bluestar decided to give the kits to RiverClan, and I went with them. Not because I thought I belonged there; I went because I knew that even my own Clan wouldn't want me anymore. Not that RiverClan would welcome me any more then my own Clanmates would, but I felt that I had a destiny laid out there.
I would never forget the moment that Crookedstar and Leopardfur looked down on me from the StreamRock. I could see that Crookedstar seemed ready to welcome me- after all, these were his kits - but Leopardfur was against it. She complained again and again that I would betray my new Clan and go running home to be with Fireheart and the rest of my Clanmates. Crookedstar never believed her.
Thus began my life in RiverClan. I thought it to be a bit boring at first, but eventually I got pretty good at fishing. I was still never used to my fur being so wet, and every time I tried to swim it reminded me of Silverstream. How long ago that seemed! But I knew that the memory of her would never leave me, so I struggled on.
Crookedstar was with Leopardfur when he died. The unusually spotted she-cat announced to the Clan that their leader was dead, and that she must travel to the Moonstone as soon as possible. So, she ventured off. At last, there was time to reflect on Leopardfur becoming leader.
The Clan talked about it while she was gone, and all of us promised not to breath a word of our conversation to Leopardstar. So, we waited out the night, eagerly watching for signs of our new leader, and Mudfur beside her.
The next day came, and Leopardstar returned with Mudfur. Leopardstar immediately appointed a new deputy. Though I had a burning desire to be chosen, I knew that I never would. Stonefur was selected instead, and I was proud of him. After all, he was a strong and wise warrior, and he cared about the Clan.
At my first Gathering since switching Clans, Fireheart greeted me. He told me of how Tigerclaw had been banished from ThunderClan and how he missed me so much. He told him that I missed him too, and that Leopardstar was mounting an attack on Sunningrocks.
"You shouldn't have told me that." That's what he told me that night, and that's what I was thinking the moment the words left my mouth. I told him that I still cared about him and the rest of the Clan, and that I believed that Sunningrocks still belonged to ThunderClan. It had been theirs for seasons.
I felt no regret as I went home with my new Clan that night. I felt proud that I hadn't let my friend down, or my old Clan. But that sense of foreboding came over me. Would ThunderClan heed my warnings, or would Bluestar dismiss them as ramblings of a fool?
Indeed, ThunderClan did listen to me. I thanked StarClan for such a thing to happen. I fought with the best of my ability, but secretly I was longing to stop battling the cats I had grown up with. Though it did feel nice to score my claws along Dustpelt's cheek for being such a mouse-brain all those moons.
I was put to the limits when I faced Fireheart. Leopardfur was watching us carefully. This was Fireheart, my friend. He and I had trained together as apprentices. Would I really fight him? I thought about it for a moment, and then decided what my destiny was to be. With deep pain swirling in my belly, I pounced.
How stupid I found myself to be.
Chapters: One-shot
Author: Lightningstar
Pairing: A little bit of SilverxGray
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Up to Rising Storm
Summary: Graystripe decides on a path within RiverClan after his mate Silverstream's death. Will he really turn his back on all he's ever lived with?
Warning: Angsty.
Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors or anything related.
Beta: None
Cover: None
Author's Notes: This one got stuck in a corner for a while, until I decided to make Gray-Gray do something different.... *evil laughter*
After Silverstream died, the world meant nothing to me. When Fireheart came back to mourn my lost love with me, I felt a little better, but nothing could truly mend my broken heart.
When I came back to camp, no cat wanted anything to do with me. They never looked straight at me, and they stayed out of my way. It was like being an outsider in your own Clan.
Eventually, Bluestar decided to give the kits to RiverClan, and I went with them. Not because I thought I belonged there; I went because I knew that even my own Clan wouldn't want me anymore. Not that RiverClan would welcome me any more then my own Clanmates would, but I felt that I had a destiny laid out there.
I would never forget the moment that Crookedstar and Leopardfur looked down on me from the StreamRock. I could see that Crookedstar seemed ready to welcome me- after all, these were his kits - but Leopardfur was against it. She complained again and again that I would betray my new Clan and go running home to be with Fireheart and the rest of my Clanmates. Crookedstar never believed her.
Thus began my life in RiverClan. I thought it to be a bit boring at first, but eventually I got pretty good at fishing. I was still never used to my fur being so wet, and every time I tried to swim it reminded me of Silverstream. How long ago that seemed! But I knew that the memory of her would never leave me, so I struggled on.
Crookedstar was with Leopardfur when he died. The unusually spotted she-cat announced to the Clan that their leader was dead, and that she must travel to the Moonstone as soon as possible. So, she ventured off. At last, there was time to reflect on Leopardfur becoming leader.
The Clan talked about it while she was gone, and all of us promised not to breath a word of our conversation to Leopardstar. So, we waited out the night, eagerly watching for signs of our new leader, and Mudfur beside her.
The next day came, and Leopardstar returned with Mudfur. Leopardstar immediately appointed a new deputy. Though I had a burning desire to be chosen, I knew that I never would. Stonefur was selected instead, and I was proud of him. After all, he was a strong and wise warrior, and he cared about the Clan.
At my first Gathering since switching Clans, Fireheart greeted me. He told me of how Tigerclaw had been banished from ThunderClan and how he missed me so much. He told him that I missed him too, and that Leopardstar was mounting an attack on Sunningrocks.
"You shouldn't have told me that." That's what he told me that night, and that's what I was thinking the moment the words left my mouth. I told him that I still cared about him and the rest of the Clan, and that I believed that Sunningrocks still belonged to ThunderClan. It had been theirs for seasons.
I felt no regret as I went home with my new Clan that night. I felt proud that I hadn't let my friend down, or my old Clan. But that sense of foreboding came over me. Would ThunderClan heed my warnings, or would Bluestar dismiss them as ramblings of a fool?
Indeed, ThunderClan did listen to me. I thanked StarClan for such a thing to happen. I fought with the best of my ability, but secretly I was longing to stop battling the cats I had grown up with. Though it did feel nice to score my claws along Dustpelt's cheek for being such a mouse-brain all those moons.
I was put to the limits when I faced Fireheart. Leopardfur was watching us carefully. This was Fireheart, my friend. He and I had trained together as apprentices. Would I really fight him? I thought about it for a moment, and then decided what my destiny was to be. With deep pain swirling in my belly, I pounced.
How stupid I found myself to be.
