A New Warrior

All cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the RushStone for a clan meeting! *Everyone gathers, staring at the tortoiseshell tom beside Fawnstar*

We have a new warrior! Finch here has wanted to become a warrior, and I ask StarClan to give him that wish. Finch from this moment foward you will be known as Finchpelt! I hope you serve RushClan for moons to come!

*Finchpelt! Finchpelt*

Welcome To RushClan

Ahh, StarClan told me you were coming. This is RushClan, the clan of the snowy montains. You would like to join us?

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Thank you, and I hope to see you soon!
~Fawnstar

The Snow Leopard's Warning

Fawnstar clamed up the rocky cliff in front of her, her son Blazefire, and the new warrior Applefrost trailing behind her. She tasted the air, the scent of a mouse was nearby.

"Mouse..." Applefrost cooed, the light brown tabby activateing into a hunting crouch. Blazefire padded next to Fawnstar, the ginger tabby's muscles rippleing beneath his pelt. He turned to look at Fawnstar.

"Do you smell that?" He asked, green eyes growing wide with alarm. "Smell what?" Applefrost asked, turning from her hunting crouch. Fawnstar tasted the air. "Snow leopard's!" She mewed. "Get back to camp!" The light brown bengal ordered her son and Applefrost.

"To late for that, Fawnspots." Fawnstar turned to see a large snow leopard streaking up to her. "Scar, leave our territory. Oh, and it's Fawnstar now. I'm the leader of RushClan." She hissed to the larger animal, her back arching, and her ears smaking against her head.

"Heed our warning, Fawnstar. If you and you're troop of cats don't leave the mountains that our ancestors pawsteps lay, then us snow leopards will kill each one of you. One at a time." Scar hissed, his long tail lashing as he climbed the rocky mountain side.

Fawnstar turned to see Applefrost pressing herself close to Blazefire, the light brown tabby's tail tucked between her legs. "One by one..." Fawnstar shivered. "Let's get back to camp." She ordered her patrol.
This is war! She thought as she padded towards the setting sun.

The New Leader

Fawnspots buried her face into Darkstar's fur, taking her mates scent in one last time. The slash on his stomach had taken away the last of his five lives. In  the darkest corner of the RushClan camp lay his dead brother, Lionstorm. It was him who killed Darkstar, for the silliest reason.

Fawnspots was not born in RushClan, but in a clan called GorgeClan. Her mother had passed away when she was a mere apprentice, and after that her father didn't even stifle a glance. Her sister passed to StarClan when she gave bith to her one kit Cliffkit, he was now being raised in RushClan, far from his evil father, Clawstar.

This is the terrible reason her beloved mate Darkstar was killed. She wanted to howl with grief, but her leader ceremony was soon. "It's time, Fawnspots." Fawnspots turned to see her son, Hawkflight, standing beside his fathers body, his blind amber eyes full of grief. Her other kits, Blazefire and Nightleaf stood beside the black tom's body, murmuring last words.

"Ok- I'm coming." Padding down the rocky patch to the MoonRock, Fawnspots knew that when she returned to RushClan, she would no longer be Fawnspots, half-clan deputy, but Fawnstar, leader of RushClan.