Warriors Fan Fiction Organization

An Entry to Maple’s Contest:

I'm not late! Phew! Anyway, to anyone reading this (or Maple) if you don't know who these characters are, this is basically a sort of overture to Cats of the Clans (one of the many Warrior Cats field guides if you didn't know) where Rock introduces Mosskit, dead littermate of Mistyfoot and Stonefur and daughter/son (the horror of inconsistencies that is this beloved series says both) of Bluestar and Oakheart as well as two new characters that only appear in this guide called Blossomkit (from Shadowclan) and Adderkit (from my beloved Windclan) to the main cats of the series and the attributes of all four clans as well as the other miscellaneous groups (or animals) that have appeared over the years. I have always been interested in the two new kits that had very little personality in the book and their friendship that led them to the start of the book when the three are lost in Rock's area of the afterlife after straying too far away from Starclan. Just a warning though, their personalities and basically the whole story is very contradicting of canon sooooooooo yeah...just wanted to tell you that (ok I'm just realising now that this whole introduction is useless ok here's the story hope you enjoy BYE NOW!

Blossomkit shivered as she stared into the darkness that faded into the soft blueish light that swirled all around them.

It sure looks scary out there…

She turned to watch her companions as they too faced what was beyond them. Adderkit was trying to seem confident, but Blossomkit could still smell the hint of fear scent that lingered under the overwhelming stench of Mosskit’s own. She gulped, trying to stop her voice from shaking as she began to speak.

“Well…we wanted to go an adventure”

Adderkit turned to her, wide-eyed. “Yeah…” he mumbled, avoiding her gaze. Blossomkit could sense his shame at being scared, so she tried to change the subject. However, she could think of nothing to say, so she brushed her tail across his back, hoping it would bring him some comfort.

“I don’t want to go!” Mosskit’s frightened wail broke into Blossomkit’s thoughts. The little she-kit was visibly trembling, trying hard to stay steady on the starlit ground. “I’m scared!”

“You always were a coward, Mosskit!” Adderkit teased, flicking his tail. “Think of the adventure we could have! And it might even earn us our warrior names!”

“I don’t want my warrior name if it means that I have to go into a dark and spooky forest…” Mosskit grumbled, annoyance darkening in her eyes.

Blossomkit broke in before she could laugh at Mosskit’s expression or Adderkit could have the chance to jeer at their companion, knowing that she would stop the inevitable quarrel as always. “If Mosskit doesn’t want to come then it’s her choice” she reasoned. “Adderkit and I will just go on our own.”

Mosskit’s fur spiked, her popping eyes almost seeming to roll in horror. “But anything could happen to you! You could get lost, get kidnapped, get poisoned, get murdered-”

“We get it!” Adderkit mewed, his eyes flashing as he teetered on the edge of the darkness. “It’s dangerous! Which is why we never get to have any fun! Starclan never lets us into danger! We never get to do anything!” He aimed a kick at a nearby stone and lashed his tail.

“I wish I’d never died!”

The ringing silence was deafening. Blossomkit felt worry seep beneath her pearl-white pelt as she watched Adderkit’s expression of surprise at his own boldness.

“You broke the Starclan code!” Mosskit’s breathed, fright and astonishment adorned on her face. Blossomkit felt another stab of worry as the code chanted through her head, stopping at the last and most important rule.

Never talk of anything to do with death…

Adderkit gaped, his eyes meeting Blossomkit’s own. And then he ran, pelting faster and faster towards the shadowed trees.

“Adderkit!” She yowled, running after him, her white paws standing out against the blackness. She could hear Mosskit’s urgent cries but she didn’t care anymore.

“Wait for meeeeeeee!” She heard Mosskit call and more fumbling paw steps a few feet away. Every instinct told her to stop, to turn back to Starclan’s border but she pushed those thoughts away.

I’m coming Adderkit! I’m coming!

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Blossomkit’s paws drooped as she padded through the endless trees, tired of running. The eerie fog drifted around her, choking her as she plodded resolutely onwards.

Just…find…Adderkit…

“CRACK!”

Blossomkit gasped as the sound shot through the air.

It came from behind me.

Slowly she turned….

“AAAH!” Both screams split the air in synchronisation as she came face to face with Mosskit.

“MOSSKIT! You scared me! Never sneak up to me like that again!” She stopped as she saw tears welling in Mosskit’s eyes. “I’m sorry” she whispered, trying to comfort her.

“S’okay” Mosskit sniffed, wiping the snot that dangled disgustingly from her berry-pink nose with a paw. Blossomkit tried not to recoil as she delved back into her thoughts.

Now we just need to find Adderkit

“We can leave now, right?” Mosskit asked as Blossomkit peered through the scattered trees. “I don’t wanna stay here any longer than I have to…”

But Blossomkit wasn’t listening. Screams were suddenly echoing from further ahead.

Adderkit!

“Come on!” She yelled to Mosskit, darting towards the haunting sounds. “We’re coming Adderkit!”

As she turned a shaded corner, Adderkit came into view, his terror-stricken face turning to Blossomkit.

“Run!” He croaked to her, as shadowy silhouettes seemed to close upon him. “It’s them Blossomkit! Take Mosskit and run while you still have time!”

But the shadows were forming into something else, something that seemed to root her to the spot. They were cats, snarling at them, rivers of blood running from their mouths, their eye sockets, their ears…blood everywhere. And a dark brown tabby stood at the centre, lording over them all. The king of darkness.

Brokenstar.

Fear sluiced through Blossomkit, made her thoughts spin out of control. He couldn’t be hear, not standing in front of her, not after what he had done to her.

“Blossomkit…” the dark brown tabby hissed, stalking towards her, baring his gleaming fangs.

“Go!” She screamed to Adderkit. “Don’t let them get hold of you. Find Mosskit and get back to Starclan!”

“But I can’t leave you here! What will you do?” Adderkit yelled as Brokenstar closed in upon her.

“Just go!”

Adderkit fled, pawsteps flooding her mind as she faced the leader that had sent her to her death. Her greatest fear.

“No.” Blossomkit turned in surprise. A menacing tortoiseshell seemed to bear down on her, a cat that held the same strange darkness that snaked around Brokenstar. She gulped back a squeal of terror that arose from the fear that the she-Cat would kill her instead, but as she gazed into those amber eyes, she saw guilt and pity misting under the crazed and overbearing longing that radiated from her in waves.

“She has suffered. She is an innocent kit that never did anything wrong.” The she-cat’s voice shook as she spoke. “Just as mine once were…”

The tortoiseshell shook her head as if to clear it. Her voice was harsher than before “I command you to let her leave unharmed.” She turned to Blossomkit, the crazed longing still in their fiery depths. “I do not know the way to Starclan. I do not wish to walk with them after what they did to me…” the amber flashed red as if seeing something else, and Blossomkit felt a sudden urge of fright. It disappeared however as she returned to speech. “But if you find three kits…called…Larchkit, Patchkit and…” grief seemed to overwhelm her, but she finished her sentence. “…Petalkit. If you find them…tell them that I love them with all of my heart. Travel safely young one. You would have made a great medicine cat.”

Before she could ask how the tortoiseshell had known, she blinked and everything was gone except the dark trees and the eerie mist that swirled between them. And then Adderkit and Mosskit bounding towards her, their expressions frantic with worry.

“Thank Starclan you’re safe!”

“How did you get out of there?”

“What happened with Brokenstar?”

Blossomkit silenced them, still trying to process the events herself.

“It doesn’t matter now” she lied. “All we need to do is get back to Starclan.” She gazed aimlessly around the morose forest that felt like the only thing she had seen for moons. “I still can’t see any way to get out of here though…” and the burning hopelessness that her heart had threatened to give way to throughout the seasons they had spent in darkness finally overwhelmed her. Tears began to trickle down the permanent kit fluff that marked her face. A mark of Brokenstar’s reign, her failure to fight Shadowclan’s enemies, the path that had led her to where she was now.

And now I’ve failed the only family I’ve ever known. Is that all I can ever be? A failure?

“I’m sorry…” she choked, failing to meet Adderkit’s gaze as it bore into her. “I’ve failed you both. I should have had the courage to speak up against what you were going to do from the beginning…just like someone should have done to save us from…him…”

Adderkit seemed to understand, even if she hadn’t used the name. “I can’t imagine what it would have been like. Getting the chance to fight in battles…I’m sorry” Blossomkit looked up in surprise.

“What for?”

“I’ve always wanted any chance to have an adventure and to be a real warrior…and I never really thought how you’d got that chance and all it had done was ruin everything for you.” It was his turn to avoid her eyes. “You could have been apprenticed to Runningnose and had a full life doing what you wanted, but instead, someone made those choices for you when you didn’t even know anything about what you would ever want for yourself. You were forced into warrior-ship and it cost you your life. Your choices. And all I’ve done was wish that I’d had the chance and that I could fight in battles.” He looked sounded agonised as he forced himself to look at her, raw pain in his voice as he spat out those venomous words.

“I was selfish.” His tone then softened. “I just hope that you can forgive me…”

Blossomkit padded over to him and pushed her nose into his fur for a moment, breathing in his sweet scent, before emerging and smiling gratefully. “Of course I forgive you, you daft furball!” She laughed, despite the unhappiness that radiated from both of them. Adderkit joined in, giving a weak smile. “It was your clan we were fighting you know” Adderkit gasped in horror, but she continued anyway. “I remember that many of your clanmates could sense that something that was amiss, and tried to ignore me, but I remember that one of them hadn’t seen me. They had been blinded and could only smell my Shadowclan scent. I was easy to pin down because of my size and he began attacking me. I could see my white pelt staining red as my clanmates retreated…” she broke off, unable to say anymore for a moment before Adderkit, still looking horrorstruck, curled his tail around her. “…I could only see misty blackness at that point as he was stopped and escorted home by his comrades, who had only noticed me then. It was too late by that point. The only thing I could see was the stars. The stars, taking me home…a home where I would never belong…never be free to amend anything that had led to my death…never see Rowanberry again…” and she could no longer control her sobs at the thought of her mother…her mother who would never see her come home to her promised apprenticeship…

Mosskit, who had watched in apprehensive silence, came to comfort her at last, both awkwardly watching her cry until she could cry no more.

Eventually, she spoke softly to Adderkit. “You were named for the adder that killed you, weren’t you?”

“Yeah…” he mumbled. “Tallstar killed that snake that did it after it bit me…I still remember how the poison lit my blood on fire, how it burned with the rage of the fangs that had left me to bleed out my life. I never got to thank Tallstar…maybe I will one day when he journeys to Starclan…”

“I’m so sorry…I never thought about it either” Blossomkit mewed. “It must have been painful for you.”

“I can’t imagine it” Mosskit broke in. “Nothing ever attacked me. I never even knew that Oakheart was my father. All I knew was Thunderclan’s nursery and the warmth of my mother” Blossomkit had remembered that Mosskit was half Riverclan, and that Oakeheart and Bluestar had broken the Warrior Code by having kits together from different clans.

“It was so c-cc-cold!” Mosskit stuttered, shivering at the memory. “I just wanted to go to sleep…to keep playing the game tomorrow…and then Snowfur came to get me and we came to Starclan…but I don’t want Starclan!” Mosskit began to whimper plaintatively, her voice rising into a defiant wail that carried on after she had forced her words out. “I want my mother!”

Adderkit soon began to wail too, a low and tragic sound that seemed to come from the pit of his heart, mourning for the loss of everything he had ever known.

And then Blossomkit, sure that there was no hope for anything in the whole world, joined the lost kits, crying for their mothers and their homes.

But then a voice interrupted as the wails died into nothing. A voice that was raspy, sounding as if it had not been used for thousands of years, a voice that made her jump in her state of paranoid exhaustion…

“Who’s there? Come forward, into the moonlight. Three kits, smelling of stars and the night? You’re a long way from Starclan little ones. Did you stray to far into the shadows at the end of your territory..?”

ALRIGHT, NOW LETS ALL AGREE THAT THAT WAS A HARDCORE ADDERBLOSSOM SHIPFEST YEAH THIS IS THE END NOW GOODBYE!!!!!!!