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Prologue
Long ago, when the four ancient Clans were forming, a large creature intruded in the lands of the cats. One cat stepped from the ranks and greeted the scaly visitor. Others were uncomfortable at the creature’s presence. The young cat came forth and looked the creature in the eyes.
The large creature was a very scaly one. He had wings coming from his back, but they were not feathered. It had a long muzzle and large eyes. One sharp tooth stuck out on each side of its mouth. Its eyes were bright red. It had a long scaly tail. Its claws were longer than a cat’s claws and not curved like a cat’s claws.
The brave cat talked with the creature which seemed to understand him and it even spoke back. The brave cat asked the creature what it was. To all cats’ surprise, the creature called itself a drake.
The brave cat accepted the drake to his Clan. It lived peacefully with them for the time being, but it never seemed at home. So one day it traveled away from the borders and ran into more of its kind.
After meeting with more of its kind and talking about the forest cats, it returned. But it didn’t seem as friendly as last time.
The brave cat that had accepted the monster into his Clan came to welcome it back, but his efforts were destroyed. The drake took him in its giant paws and held it for every Clan cat to see. With a roar of dissatisfaction, it snapped the cat’s body in half. All cat cowered at the break of the great cat’s body.
In the wave of fear, a cat stepped from the crowd of cowering cats. His blue fur waved in the wind and stars glittered in his pelt. The cat yowled in fury that the drake would pay for his actions. The drake laughed at the cat’s words and reached for him.
As paw met fur, the drake was reflected back. The cat’s fur was beginning to spike. Everyone was surprised by what was happening to the cat. His form turned from a human to that of a beastly cat. His claws were black and his fur was spikes out all over. Fangs stuck out from his mouth, his tail sharp enough to take a cat’s life quickly.
The strange cat hissed at the drake and the drake returned his hiss. The cat launched himself at the drake. They tumbled in a pile in front of the scared cat, blood was leaking from the pile onto the ground. But to the surprise of all the scared cats, it was not their companion, but the drake.
Moons seemed to pass before the ball broke. The strange cat jumped back, his shoulder bleeding. The drake had more wounds, his back scales were almost completely torn off and a few of his monstrous claws were missing. The cat had one of the drake’s claws in his mouth. He spat it straight into the drake’s eye. It screeched loudly.
In fury, it launched at him again. Instead of making any damage to the cat, the cat’s fangs met in the drake’s throat. The enlarged fangs had broken through the scales and saved every cat from the drake’s terror.
The drake dead at its feet, the cat changed; the spikes were laid flat and everything of him became that of a normal cat again. He turned to his companions and gathered together that of his former Clan leader’s Clan and looked over the other Clans.
In a strong voice that held strong authority, he announced that they were no longer to be known as FireClan, but they were now to be known as DrakeClan. This was in honor of the destruction of the great beast in which no other Clan could have fought. Some of the other Clans protested, but they didn’t dare truly challenge the cat. They feared the cat that had killed the drake and now feared the Clan named after the beast.
The strange cat who was the protector of his Clan and all others soon had two kits named Drakekit and Flamekit. The medicine cat of the Clan had a prophecy as the two kits were being born. The prophecy was unclear, but even the mighty cat had fears of it.
Instead of words, it had been sight. The medicine cat had seen another cat other than their most trusted Drake-fighter standing up to a bigger drake than the one killed by the great leader. This cat was slightly different from the great leader, but the same powers as the leader’s came into work on this cat. No name could be put to this cat, but the medicine cat feared it.
Flamekit became a medicine cat apprentice and this dark prophecy was passed on to the young cat. Soon after becoming an apprentice, Flamepaw watched his father loose his last life to greencough. While grieving for his father, the dark prophecy visited Flamepaw, and he realized that the cat almost looked like his brother, Drakepaw.
Wanting to investigate this prophecy, Flamepaw visited the moonshard by himself. He was visited by a cat, the cat killed by the drake many years ago before Flamepaw’s father fought the drake.
In that moment, the cat explained that another cat with identical strength to Flamepaw’s father would be arising to overcome the same obstacle. He could not say when the great cat would arise; it was up to when time chose it. The name was also left unsaid.
Many moons later, newly named Flametail watched as his brother’s mate, Yellowfur, kitted. Drakefang paced outside the nursery impatiently. Flametail’s elderly mentor watched the kitting queen closely. By the end of the kitting, Jaykit and Ravenkit were born.
Back in the medicine den, Flametail went over the prophecy again and saw that Jaykit has identical fur to that of the cat in the prophecy. Flametail connected Jaykit to the prophecy. No doubt in his mind, Jaykit was the one

A half an hour at most I believe. Did I not do good?

Heh, I just believed I didn't do good with the pelt colors. I've never really been good at names. Just glad I did good enough biggrin

WOW this is cool!

write more write more!

Chapter 1 Part 1
Jaykit paced outside the nursery. Ravenkit was still inside talking to Yellowfur about leaving the nursery to be an apprentice. Ravenkit was always so jumpy about being a warrior but also didn’t want to be a medicine cat. Jaykit poked his head into the nursery. Ravenkit was looking up at their mother who had her tail around him.
“Darling, there’s nothing all that scary about being a warrior. It’s a natural part of being a Clan cat. I think you’ll do fine,” Yellowfur leaned down and licked Ravenkit between the ears.
Jaykit looked back and saw the hunting patrol returning with a good collection of prey. Sandpaw darted back to the fern tunnel and called to her mentor. Slowfoot mumbled something to Tawnyclaw and trotted over to his apprentice.
“Ravenkit, hurry up! The hunting patrol returned and I’m starving!” Jaykit grumbled to his brother.
“I’m not done!” Ravenkit complained.
“Ravenkit doesn’t want to be a warrior,” Lionkit teased.
“He’d rather spend his days speaking over and over again about nothing in particular to his mother!” Linxkit taunted.
“Lionkit, Linxkit, that’s not nice to say!” Berrycloud scolded her kits. Next to Lionkit and Linxkit, Leafkit looked up. Her big round sky blue eyes held misunderstanding of what her brother and sister were saying.
Lionkit, Linxkit, and Leafkit were only three moons old. Lionkit had adventured into the clearing three times already and Linxkit was always teasing other cats. Leafkit was quiet and seemed to like hanging around Jaykit.
Finally, with one last sigh, Ravenkit pulled away from their mother and they both trotted over to the fresh kill pile. Next to the pile, Drakefang and Flametail were sitting together, eating prey. Drakefang looked at Flametail and said something Jaykit missed.
“Drakefang, your little adventurous kits are out again,” Flametail pointed with his tail at the two young kits.
“Aw, they can’t always be stuffed up in that old nursery. You remember how cramped it is in there. Especially since Flowerheart could be kitting any day now and Berrycloud has her three. There isn’t really any room left for two kits ready to b e apprentices.” Drakefang replied.
“Linxkit and Lionkit are very strong. But I’m worried for Leafkit. She never talks. I’m going to give her a check up and then see if there’s anything I can do.” Flametail bit into his sparrow.
Ravenkit grabbed a mouse and Jaykit picked up a squirrel. Drakefang invited them with a flick of his tail to sit in between him and his brother. Ravenkit happily bounced over to the spot while Jaykit followed a little slower.
“Hey Flametail, are you ever going to become a father like Drakefang did?” Jaykit looked up at his uncle.
“No, medicine cats can’t have mates. We need to be focusing on taking care of the rest of the Clan, not just giving our loyalty to one single cat. I think Drakefang and Yellowfur can help the Clan with more warriors better than I could. You have no need to worry about little old me.” Flametail assured.
“What’s it like being a medicine cat?” Ravenkit asked.
“The life of a medicine cat, it’s a big job for sure. I would say it’s even bigger than being a warrior…” Flametail explained.
“Says you,” Drakefang snorted.
“If it weren’t for me, Yellowfur wouldn’t have survived that injury from our last quarrel with StormClan!” Flametail insisted.
“StormClan are full of themselves, always boasting about how they can catch fish AND birds. What really gives them the feeling that they can beat us and take DrakeClan’s land? They’re totally looking at it wrong!” Drakefang hissed.
“What are the names of the different Clans?” Ravenkit asked.
“Let’s see. There’s DrakeClan, our Clan. Then there’s StormClan, we have a border with them. FireClan is across the river on the other side of our territory. Then there’s SpeedClan, who are the fastest cats in the forest. They’re on the other side of the Gathering place from us.” Flametail flicked his tail.
“That FireClan! After Moonshine claimed that FireClan were no longer to be known by that but instead we were DrakeClan, ShadeClan stole FireClan and called themselves that!” Drakefang spat.
“Moldstar wanted the name and he was going to do anything to get it. He’d been wanting the name for a while, Nimbletail said so. He just saw his chance when Moonshine claimed our Clan name.” Flametail sighed.
“Who’s Moonshine?” Jaykit felt confused.
“Oh, that’s right. The kits are only told about Moonstar. After claiming our Clan name of DrakeClan, Moonshine became Clan leader before Drakefang and I were born. But our mother told us about how he was before he was made Clan leader. She even told us what his warrior name was. And I’m sure you’re wondering who Nimbletail is. Nimbletail was an elder; he died of age before you were old enough to wander outside the nursery. But there are some other very kind elders left for you to talk to.” Flametail told them.
“Can we visit the elders den after we eat, Jaykit?” Ravenkit asked excitedly.
“I guess,” Jaykit mumbled around a mouthful of squirrel.
“It’s sad that Mothfur passed away a week ago. She was a really nice elder. She always commented about my catches and how I reminded her of my father. He had been such a loyal warrior, she said.” Drakefang sighed.
“Elders don’t live forever, Drakefang. It’s only natural they pass away from old age.” Flametail pointed out.
“Yah yah, I know. I’m going to go ask Lightstar if I can go on a patrol with Nettleheart and Frostpaw. No one has been along the FireClan border since yesterday.” Drakefang headed away.
“Drakefang, always working so hard, hoping one day to be deputy. I’d best check on Mistpaw. Sorrelear wants to take her out for training.” Flametail stood up and walked towards the medicine den.
“Let’s go to the elders den!” Ravenkit jumped up and dashed over to the warriors den.
“Yah, let’s go to the elders den.” Jaykit followed his brother slower.