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| - This is my version of what could've happened in Twilight, if the badger attack had not happened. This is my first fanfiction, so please try to use constructive critism, something like I HATE THIS!! Is not going to help me become a better writer. In the Allegiances a few of the names are not bolded; this is because the button wasn't working for some reason. Sorry about the blurry pictures. LEADER: Firestar: ginger tom with a flame-colored pelt and green eyes; Leafpool's father DEPUTY: Graystripe: Longhaired soild gray tom with yellow eyes MEDICINE CAT: Cinderpelt: Fluffy dark gray tabby she-cat with blue eyes, twisted leg from being hit on the thunderpath as apprentice Dustpelt: Dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes. Sandstorm: Pale ginger tabby she-cat with pale green eyes; Leafpool's mother Clouldtail: Longhaired white tom with blue eyes Brackenfur: Golden brown tabby tom with amber eyes Apprentice, Whitepaw Thornclaw: Golden brown tabby tom Brightheart: Ginger-and-white she-cat, amber eye-scars across left side of face from a dog attack Brambleclaw: Dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes. Ashfur: Spotted gray tabby tom with dark blue eyes Rainwhisker: Light gray-and-white tom with blue eyes Sootfur: Gray-black tom with amber eyes Squirrelflight: Dark ginger tabby she-cat with fluffy tail and pale green eyes; Leafpool's sister Spiderleg: Long-limbed black tom with brown stomach and amber eyes Whitepaw: White she-cat with green eyes Birchpaw: Light brown tabby tom with amber eyes, Ferncloud's kit Hollypaw: Dark brown tabby she-cat with pale green eyes, Ferncloud's kit Larchpaw: Spotted gray tabby tom with amber eyes, Ferncloud's kit Ferncloud: Spotted gray tabby she-cat with pale green eyes; Dustpelt's mate Daisy: Longhaired cream point-color she cat with blue eyes, former horseplace cat, mother of Smoky's kits: Berrykit: Cream point-colored tom Mousekit: Gray-and-white tom Hazelkit: Gray-and-white she-cat Sorreltail: Calico with amber eyes; expecting Brackenfur's kits Goldenflower: Pale ginger she-cat with yellow eyes Longtail: Pale tom with black stripes, blind from rabbit scratching eyes and forced to retire early. Mousefur: Small dusky-brown she-cat with pale yellow eyes LEADER: Blackstar: Large white tom with one black paw and orange eyes DEPUTY: Russetfur: Dark ginger she-cat with green-gold eyes MEDICINE CAT: Littlecloud: Very small brown tabby tom with blue eyes Oakfur: small brown tom Apprentice, Smokepaw Cedarheart: Dark gray tom Rowanclaw: Dark ginger tom with green eyes Tawnypelt: calico with green eyes Tallpoppy: Long legged light brown tabby, mother of Toadkit: dark brown tom, Applekit: mottled brown she-cat, and Marshkit Boulder: skinny gray tabby tom with blue eyes LEADER: Onestar: Classic brown tabby tom with orange eyes DEPUTY: 'Ashfoot: 'broad-faced gray she-cat (Crowfeather's mother) MEDICINE CAT: Barkface: dark brown tom with short tail Tornear: Gray tabby tom Webfoot: Dark gray tabby tom with a torn ear Owlfeather: Light brown tabby tom Nightcloud: Black she-cat with amber eyes Weaselfur: ginger tom with white paws Whitetail: small white she-cat Morningflower: tortoiseshell queen with amber eyes Rushtail: Light brown tom LEADER: Leopardstar: gold-and-brown spotted tabby she-cat with dark amber eyes DEPUTY: Mistyfoot: Blue-gray she-cat with blue eyes 'MEDICINE CAT: 'Mothwing: golden tabby she-cat with blue eyes Blackclaw: smoky black tom APPRENTICE: Beechpaw: light brown tom Hawkfrost: Dark brown tom with a white stomach and ice-blue eyes Voletooth: small brown tabby tom Swallowtail: dark brown tabby she-cat with green eyes Stonestream: gray tom with blue eyes Reedwhisker: black tom with gray eyes APPRENTICE: Ripplepaw: dark gray tabby tom Mosspelt: tortoiseshell she-cat with blue eyes, mother of Willowkit: dark gray she-cat with green eyes Dawnflower: pale gray she-cat, mother of Minnowkit: black she-cat and Pebblekit: mottled gray tom Heavystep: Thickset brown tabby tom Stormfur: Longhaired soild gray tom with amber eyes Brook: Light brown tabby she-cat with gray eyes Crowfeather: Smoky gray-black tom with blue eyes; formerly of WindClan Leafpool: Small, light brown tabby she-cat with white chest and paws, and amber eyes; formerly of ThunderClan Smoky: Muscular gray and white tom who lives in a barn at the horseplace Floss: Small gray and white she-cat who lives at the horseplace Pip: Black and white terrier who lives with Twolegs near the horseplace Midnight: a badger that lives by the sea, able to speak Cat and Fox Sasha: Tawny point-color she-cat with blue eyes; loner Pine: Black-and white tom with pale amber eyes and claw-marks across shoulder; loner Socks: Skinny black-and-white tom with matted pelt; rouge Ruby: Skinny light brown she-cat with matted pelt; rouge Sunlight shone on a towering forest. Birdsong filled the air, squirrels leaped between branches that were perfectly arranged for climbing, and a stream nearby was full of silver trout. But the silver tabby ignored all of that. She padded forward in a daze, her eyes, the same color as the sky, were full of pain. She padded over to the base of a steep hill, glanced around once, then ducked inside. The tunnel sloped down, then abruptly opened into a cave, soaring many tail-lengths above the cat's head. One side of the cavern was made up of rocks, ranging from pebbles to a boulder many tail-lengths high. A trickle of water ran down the rocks, emptying into a pool. The silver cat crouched down by the edge of pool, dipped her muzzle into the water, and lapped up a few drops. Instantly the surface of the water changed, showing rocky moorland. Two cats picked their way across it: one a young brown tabby with white paws and chest, the other a smoky gray-black cat. The silver cat watched as the gray cat murmured something into the tabby's ear. "You miss him a lot, don't you?" A voice murmured. Startled, the silver tabby turned around to see another silver cat standing in the cavern. This cat was so faded the cavern could be seen right through her. The cat at the edge of the pool blinked. "I haven't seen you in StarClan before." "You have not been here long enough to learn everyone in StarClan, dear one. My name is Willowflower." "I'm- well, you probably know who I am already, don't you? You're right, I do miss him. I want him to have a long life, but sometimes it's so hard, knowing how long it is until we can be can be together." Willowflower dipped her head. "I understand. Does it bother you, knowing he has taken another mate?" "No, not at all. He was so sad when I died. Being with her makes him happy. And she's a good cat, one that I wish I could've known better when I was alive." "You say that even though-" "I know, but that dosen't matter in the place they are going to." She nodded towards the pool, where the two cats, though clearly exausted, continued on steadly. "And they will get there, I'll make sure of that." Willowflower started to walk towards the cavern's entrance. "Follow me." The silver cat got to her paws, casting one last longing glance at the pool. As the two cats left the cavern the image on the water disapered, leaving the cavern still and silent. "Just a little bit farther. We need to find somewhere safe for when it gets dark." Leafpool turned her head to look into Crowfeather's sparkling blue eyes as he spoke. They continued on, leaving the clans, and everything they had ever known, behind. They had been traveling for a quarter-moon now. The sparse, rocky moorland had given way to rich grassland. She could tell that Crowfeather was more relaxed now, walking along with his tail up and his saphire eyes sparkling. Leafpool guessed he was relieved that there was less of a chance the clans could find them now, and the grasslands reminded him of his old home. She scented rabbit a moment before Crowfeather's ears perked up. He glanced at Leafpool, then bounded into the grass. Leafpool let out a mrrow of amusment. She stood and waited; and a moment later the lean gray tomcat pushed his way through the grass stems, carrying a rabbit. "Lots of prey around here." He mumbled through a mouthful of fur. He set the rabbit down and begun to speak more clearly. "I found a stream of clean water too. No sign of badgers or twolegs or anything. We just need to find shelter and we could live here." "That's great." Purred Leafpool. "Speaking of shelter, I saw a clearing we could spend the night in." They ate the rabbit, then Leafpool trotted into the clearing with Crowfeather bounding alongside her. The clearing had sloping sides to keep out the wind, and a tree with moss growing on its roots, which Leafpool used to make two nests. It wouldn't be good for a permanent home, though, she thought. There's no barrier aganist predators. "There's some trees nearby." She murmured as she sank into her nest. "Tomorrow I can teach you how to catch mice." "Sounds good." Crowfeather stepped onto his nest, circled three times, and flopped in the moss. Leafpool rubbed her face aganist his. "Good night, Crowfeather. I love you." "I love you too." . . . The next morning Leafpool woke up with the feeling that something was wrong. "Crowfeather, I-" Then she realized Crowfeather wasn't there. Leafpool's blood ran cold. Crowfeather would never willingly leave her, so something must have happened to him. Was it a badger? Had a twolegs- "Sorry Leafpool, I thought you were still asleep." "Crowfeather!" She yowled. She bounded up the slope to where he was standing, pressing herself aganist his flank and causing him to drop the herbs and fresh-kill he carrying. "I thought something had happened to you! A badger or twolegs or-" Crowfeather licked her between the ears. "I'll never leave you, I promise." Amber eyes gazed into blue for a moment, then Crowfeather gently pulled away. "I found something." "What?" Crowfeather's eyes glowed. "It's a surprise." He picked up the herbs- which Leafpool reconized as horsetail- and the fresh-kill, then turned around and trotted toward a field Leafpool had noticed earlier, made up of some sort of tall plant she didn't recognize, mixed with wildflowers and an occansional bramble. She had been planing to avoid it- the plants were much taller than a cat, and it would be too easy to get lost- but now she saw something she had not noticed before-a path, wide enough for three cats to walk side-by-side leading into the field. "I think it's an abandoned twoleg path." Said Crowfeather. Why would twolegs abandon a path? Leafpool did not speak the question out loud, she already knew what Crowfeather would say: that twolegs are mouse-brained. Is that really true, or do we just not understand them? Then she gave her pelt a shake. She was with Crowfeather, and he was about to show her something wonderful. What else matters? As they walked across the path, Leafpool saw a large twoleg nest in the distance-but even from here, she could see the large holes in the roof. It wouldn't be good for shelter. But it has to be abandoned, so maybe we could catch mice there...? They reached the end of the field. Leafpool let out a purr of delight as she saw a forest off to the right. She had not realized until then how homesick she was for trees. And off to the right was more moorland. "It's like the terrain from both our own homes combined!" She exclamed. She pressed her muzzle aganist Crowfeather's. "It's wonderful. Is this the surprise?" Crowfeather shook his head. "No, actually. The surprise is even better!" He tore off across the grass. Laughing, Leafpool ran after him, enjoying the sensation of the ground rushing away beneath her. Crowfeather skidded to a halt. "Look!" In front of them was a wall of brambles. "I found a way across." Crowfeather explained. He walked over a tree nearby and jumped onto its lowest branch, motioning for Leafpool to follow him. Leafpool jumped onto the branch, noticing that it curved over the wall of brambles. "Now we just walk to the edge of the branch and jump down." His eyes glowed as he looked at Leafpool. "You see? It's an easy jump for cats, but badgers and foxes can't jump this high or get through the brambles. It's perfect! And on the other side is our new home." Leafpool walked to the edge of the branch. The brambles surrounded a grassy clearing. In the center was a young oak tree, and a stream crossed the center of the space. Off to the side was an tall boulder, its sloping sides reminding Leafpool of Sunningrocks, and a cave in the side. Leafpool gazed at it, amazed. Crowfeather was right. It was the perfect new home. Crowfeather was starting to look uncertain. "I-if you don't like it, we can find somewhere else…" Leafpool licked him on the cheek. "It's beautiful, Crowfeather." "It-it's okay, I guess." Crowfeather mumbled. Leafpool purred and jumped into the clearing. She poked her head into the cave to see that part of the floor was covered with feathers and moss. "I didn't have time to put more bedding." Said Crowfeather behind her. "I don't we need any more, since there's only two of us. She touched a crevice in the wall. "And I can store herbs in these." They named their new home the Clearing and the boulder the HighRock. ( I know those aren't very creative but I'm not good with names.) Then they settled down to eat the fresh-kill and share tongues on the slope of the HighRock.
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