Hopeclan

leader:Birchstar
deputy:Lightshade
medicinecat:Mudpath
medcinecat apprentice:Maplepaw
warriors
Hollyclaw
Nightshade
Iceheart
Kinkclaw
Berrytail
apprentices
Starlingpaw
mentor:Hollyclaw
queens
Pouncetail
Heatherfur
elders
Slightclaw
Addertail

Snowclan

leader:Laarchstar
deputy:Hollowtail
Medicinecat:Swallowfur
warriors
Treeclaw
Embertail
apprentices



Jadeclan
Leader:Fallenstar
Deputy:Hawktail
Medicinecat:Halftalon
Warriors
Honeymoon
Sharpthorn



prologue

Iceheart woke up in the warriors den and smelled smoke. She turned to the back of the den and saw the den glowing orange. “Fire!” She ran through the dens yowling the signal “The camp is on fire!” The leader shot out of his den “where!” He was looking around frantically. “there” she pointed her tail at the back of the warriors den while she went to help a queen bring her kits out of the nursurey. The deputy ran out of the warriors den and got the apprentices out of their den. “Mosskit? Mosskit! Where is he!” a queen was looking around the burning camp frantically for her lost kit. There were four kits huddling under her paws…four? She had five kits! Iceheart saw the kit stuck on a bramble near the nursurey, she ran over and snapped the bramble loose. “Here he is!” she brought the kit to his mother who covered him in licks. The medicine cats were pulling the herbs out of their den in leaf wraps tied together with bark.

“Hurry!” Hollyclaw was next to the elder’s den pushing Slightclaw out of the den, which was engulfed in flames. The rest of the clan was halfway out of the camp when the warriors den erupted in fire and was a charred stump in heartbeats. Iceheart made sure everyone was okay then shot out of the camp. the sight she saw sickend her. The whole forest was on fire! Snowclan was running to the gathering place. Jadeclan was already there “over here!” Fallenstar, Jadeclan’s leader was calling to the other two clans. Birchstar was already heading there. He jumped up on the fallen tree that the leaders sat on for gatherings. Laarchstar quickly followed and looked over the devastated forest. “We can no longer stay here. We must find a new home, no matter how long it may take.” the other leaders nodded in agreement. and with one last glance at the burning forest jumped off the tree and walked off. Iceheart stayed a little longer and watched the only home she ever knew burn to the ground. “Iceheart hurry up!” with a last glance she turned and pelted after the other clans.


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Chapter 1

They have been walking for three moons now. Iceheart looked over to her best friend, Heatherfur, she was looking tired, “You okay?” Heatherfur looked at her, unable to answer. Heatherfur has three kits, one was on her back, one in her mouth, the other was stumbling along under her frount legs. “Here, let me help.” She picked up the kit that was walking on the ground, who mewled in protest “i want to walk!” “Shhh, quiet little one. You can rest for a while, then walk.” The little kit went limp in her grasp and was soon asleep.

After a while the leaders stoped for the night, she put the kit down next to Heatherfur, and went over to Birchstar. “Father, how much longer until we find a home? Heatherfur is getting weaker every day, one of her litter already died.” Heatherfur’s litter had four when she kitted, but into the second moon of their journey it had died of hunger. “I don’t know Iceheart. Even the strongest warriors have left us.” His voice choked with emotion and Iceheart remembered how her mother, Nightshade had died in the same moon as Heatherfur’s kit. She looked up at a mew behind her, She turned around to see her brother, Kinkclaw walking up, there was a look of emotion in his eyes. “Sandfire has died.” His eyes btrayed the pain his voice didn’t. Sandfire, the beautiful she-cat was his mate. “How did it happen?” Kinkclaw choked the words out “she has been coughing for a while, i thought it was just a cold, that it would go away. Today she coughed mucus up and I sent her to Mudpath immediately. She had blackcough…Mudpath was out of catmint.” At his last words he let out a yowl of agony. Iceheart rubbed her muzzle against his. Sandfire was his life, she could guess with her death part of him had died too.

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