Hey guys and gals! Ok you know the field guide
Code of the Clans? Well I just recently read it and I got an idea. This IS NOT COPYING!!!! I was thinking i;d make my own stories for the warrior code, and please do not exit right now!!
And plz rate!! Keep this on the first page if u can if u like that is!
I'l make three stories for each code! This is the first story for code one:
Defend the Clan, even with ur life. You may have friends from other Clans, but ur loyalty is to ur own. Birth Tragedy Graystripe looked at the sky, carefully checking for the moon. He had no chioce but to go under the cover of darkness.Giving a quick glance over his shoulder, he slinked out of camp, giving Lionheart a look. "I wasn't feeling so good tonight, so I decided to take a brief walk outside." said Graystripe quickly, not giving Lionheart a chance to ask the question. He nodded and briskly strolled away, hoping he looked more confident then he felt.
Oh, what a mouse-brain I've been, just look at me betraying my Clan. Oh, StarClan forgive me!Graystripe pleaded silently. Yet the stars only twinkled coldly, as if they didn't care. He stalked away from the clearing, ready to unsheathe his claws in case anybody was following him. Scenting no one, Graystripe slipped past the ThunderClan border, into RiverClan. As he walked to the place he was suppose to go to meet Silverstream, he thought guiltily about his friend Fireheart, still at camp. He slipped behind a willow tree and there in the moonlight was her, Silverstream. She was beautiful as ever, but not as sleek. Graystripe knew it. He burst out, "Your having kits aren't you?
Mykits!" Silverstream smiled and said, " I was going to tell you. It was just..." Silverstream stopped there and leaned against Graystripe, seeking for comfort. "Oh, Silverstream, you know I love you. Promise me from now on that you'll tell me every secret you have." He pressed harder against Silverstream. "Like that I love you?" she said playfully. "Hmmphh." Graystripe snorted, but he felt glad.
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A shriek broke into Graystripe's sleep. "Help! MY KITS ARE COMING!!" Graystripe started to drifft back to sleep when a panicking thought rose in his head,
Silverstream! Kits! Get Fireheart!These thoughts raced through his head as he got up. "Fireheart! Silverstream!" Fireheart woke up and immediatley got to action. "Cinderpelt! Silverstream's kits are coming!" Cinderpelt quickly grasped all the herbs she had prepared in the back and rushed out as fast as her injury would let her. The trio hurried out and raced toward where the shriek came from: Fourtrees. As they approached, they saw Silverstream writhing in pain. As she saw Graystripe coming she smiled weakly. "Hold on, Silverstream!" Graystripe shouted. Graystripe knew he was only trying to convince himself as well. Cinderpelt rushed over and began working remedies on Silverstream. But as the first kit was coming out, the last cat they wanted to see approched: Tigerclaw. "What in mouse-brained world is going on here? Was it a enemy--" he stopped as he saw Silverstream. "Who is this?" he demanded.
"Never mind! You have jaws so nip the sack and carry the kit to camp!" snapped Cinderpelt. When it was over, the kitting of the two kits, Graystripe said,"What should we name them?" Silverstream turned toward Graystripe and said,"Featherkit and," she stopped to catch a breath,"Stormkit. And Graystripe, know that I love you." Then she took her last breath and closed her eyes. "NOOOOOO! NOOO! Silverstream you'll be alright!!" But Silverstream no longer turned or breathed. Graystripe's tail drooped and he walked away, agon strong in his heart. "Wait! What about the kits?" Fireheart cried. Graystripe looked back to see the kits. One looked like it's mother. The other one like himself.
He smiled, but only briefly. "Stormkit, Featherkit." he whispered. You'll be your mother for me." And he walked away carrying Stormkit, Fireheart carrying Featherkit that he gently took from Tigerclaw. But as Graystripe walked he felt a presence beside him. "I will always be with you, Graystripe." Graystripe still felt agony, but he was peaceful and content as Silverstream whispered those words in his ear.
