DISCLAIMER!

I DO NOT OWN WARRIORS! I ONLY OWN THE MADE UP NAMES FOR THE FOUR CLANS! I DO NOT OWN THE NAMES THUNDERCLAN, RIVERCLAN, SHADOWCLAN, WINDCLAN, OR STARCLAN. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE NAMES THAT ARE FROM THE ACTUAL WARRIOR BOOKS!

Chapter 1

Thistlestar watched as Sunblaze, Willowbreeze, and Eaglefeather pushed their way out of the thorn barrier. Her deputy, Paddedstem, continued sorting out the morning patrols as Eaglefeather's apprentice, Foxpaw, darted from her den and ran after her mentor.

"Whitebelly, Sagerun, Darklash," Thistlestar called to her warriors who were on the edge of the group. "Are you three sure your apprentices are ready for their warrior assesment?" She asked as they trotted up.

"Yes, Thistlestar." Whitebelly replided, while Sagerun and Darklash nodded.

Thistlestar looked past them and nodded to the apprentices den. "Better wake them up and get started. Come back at sunhigh and we'll talk to see if they can earn their warrior names."

Darklash dipped his head and trotted away. Whitebelly and Sagerun followed. Thistlestar looked up to a clear, blue sky while a warm breeze blew through the hollow. The leaves rustled in the wind and sunlight shone down, dappling Thistlestar's white and grey tabby pelt. Its been a good greenleaf, she thought. I just wish it would last.

Thistlestar pricked her ears as her sister, Nettlestream, pushed her way through the screen of brambles in front of the medicine den. Her apprentice Honeypaw followed. "Now, Honeypaw," Nettlestream turned to her apprentice. "What herb is best for scratches?"

Honeypaw looked thoughtful for a moment before answering, "Marigold."

Nodding, Nettlestream prompted, "And how do you use the Marigold?"

"Trickle the juices into the scratch." Honeypaw purred as her mentor nodded again.

Thistlestar padded up to the two she-cats and sat down. "She's coming along well," She mewed. "Jayfeather taught you well, so I know you'll teach Honeypaw even better."

Nettlestream's amber eyes filled with sorrow. "Yes. I miss Jayfeather, even though he was always bad tempered."

Thistlestar purred. Jayfeather was her father's brother. They both were part of a prophecy that came from before Starclan. Both Jayfeather and Lionblaze, along with Dovewing, had saved the clans from the Dark Forest. But they didn't do it entirely alone. Firestar, the legendary leader of Thunderclan, had killed Tigerstar again, leaving the horrible Dark Forest warrior forgotten.

She was snapped back to the present when the Shadowclan boarder patrol shot through the thorn barrier. She leaped to her paws pelt bristling. Beetlenose's fur was fluffed up and his apprentice, Flowerpaw, was wide eyed.

"Shadowclan are invading!" His yowl echoed off the sheer rock walls surrounding the camp. The remaining warriors jumped to their paws leaving the rest of their fresh-kill untouched.

Thistlestar padded to the center of the clearing. "Brambleheart, Mouseleap, Runningfoot, Hazelfoot, Robingbark, Cloverwish, come with me." She called out to her warriors. "Mouseleap, is your apprentice ready to fight?"

The brown tabby tom looked at the dark ginger Flamepaw standing beside him and nodded. "Yes."

"Alright lets go. Bettlenose, take us to the spot." And with that, she took off through the thorn barrier. The thorns snagged at her pelt but she ignored them. "Runningfoot!" She called to her fasted runner. "Find Sunblaze's patrol and bring them along. Brambleheart! Go find Darklash, Whitebelly, and Sagerun. Have Kestrelpaw, Swiftpaw, and Starlingpaw take the catches back to the hollow." She paused catching a breath. "Go with them and guard the hollow with Darklash and Sagerun. Tell Whitebelly to come to the battle."

The two warriors veered off in search of their clanmates. "Wait for me!" A voice sounded behind the patrol. Thistlestar looked back to see Paddedstem racing to catch up to her. "Sorry, I had to reassure the queens," He added as he finally came to her side. "Expecially Hollycloud."

She nodded as they burst into a clearing. Shadowclan warriors lined the far side with Morningstar in front. She let out a growl as she met Thistlestar's gaze.

"What are you doing?" Thistlestar snapped. "You have no right to be here. Go home unscathed or fight and go home wounded."

Morningstar pulled her lips back in a snarl. "This battle has been set back for way to long. This land belongs to Shadowclan." She swept her tail around the clearing, indicating the pines and oaks mingling around them.

Thistlestar looked around. They can have it. Thunderclan doesn't hunt in these pines anyway. She thought. There isn't enough undergrowth for us. She stepped back. "Then take it. There's no need for us to have it." She held up her tail as Paddedstem opened his mouth to argue. He snapped his jaws shut. "Thunderclan has no use for it." She dipped her head to Morningstar. "May you find good hunting in your land."

Morningstar dipped you head in return, her shocked gaze turning to understanding. "Thank you," she mewed. "I will send a patrol at dawn to set the new markers." She turned and headed into the woods with her warriors following.

Thistlestar turned and called out to her clanmates. "Lets go home." With that she padded off with Paddedstem at her side and her warriors following at her heels.