Winterbreeze's Story (Warrior Cats)

Half-Clan Born

Prologue

Its been many moons since the Thunderclan has accepted me and my brother for who we are…but I will never forget the day my mother left us with Thunderclan.

My father never wanted anything to do with neither of us…Why you ask?…Well, I will tell you…The names Winterbreeze, and I am a warrior of Thunderclan, my father’s name is Whitestorm and as for my mother…well her name is Bella, yeah my mother is a kittypet while my father is a warrior cat of Thunderclan. I’m a half-clan born and a lot of the clanmembers didn’t like the fact that my father took in a kittypet as a mate, non of them expected them until my my mother exposed my father and her kits.

Well, here is the story of my life and how I became a warrior of Thunderclan, fighting along side with my brother and my adopted father, Firestar, the Leader of Thunderclan.

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A couple moons ago…

It was very cold this bare-leaf especially at night as a thick-furred, long bodied, and muscular, snowy-white tom with yellow eyes, the color of sunbaked sand, was on his way to see his beloved mate, a beautiful light grey slender she-cat with a plump tail and icy blue eyes, like the color of clear waters. She recently had his kits, two healthy toms and a beautiful she-cat in which she didn’t make it into the world. She died right after birth, she was the first born, next were the toms, a thick-furred, long bodied like his father only he has grey and white patches and yellow eyes like his father, he was the second born. Lastly there was the last born, the youngest out of the litter, a handsome slender snowy-white tom but he has bi-color eye with his left eye being yellow and his right eye being blue like his mother, he looked quite small for a kit but his mother knew he has a good spirit just like his father.

Whitestorm climbed over the the wooden fence separating the forest and the Twoleg homes, as he landed, there he was in Bella’s Twoleg nest just in the other side of that fence. He then quickly and quietly hid into a near by bush waiting for Bella’s Twoleg folks to leave and into their nest for the night. Once they left, Whitestorm then walks over to the cat door below the door and walked right in, as soon as he entered the sound of tiny mews were hear throughout the room as Whitestorm slowly made his way towards Bella, who was laying down in a soft bed made by her Twoleg. There he saw two tiny head drinking milk from their mother, a wave of joy fulled Whitestorm’s heart as he nuzzled gently each kit on the head, the smell of fresh milk filled his nose as he turned to look at his mate and then nuzzled her cheek, “They are both toms” Bella replied as she smiled and looked down at her two sons, “They are nameless and I was hoping you can help me named them right when you came to see them” she said as she groomed the kits head. Whitestorm thought for a moment, the names will be difficult since the kits are born as a kittypet but knowing that Whitestorm was born as a warrior of Thunderclan and for Clan cats, its a tradition to name a kit with a suffix-kit at the end of their name like Whitestorm who was Whitekit when he was a newborn. Whitestorm looked over at Bella and smiled warmly at her, “Well what would you like to named them, I want you to named them with whatever your comfortable with “ he meowed quietly to her. “ Let’s see how about Echo for the grey and white tom” she said softly as she nuzzled his head earning a tiny meow in return. “Why don’t you named your other son” she looked up at him as Whitestorm looked at his youngest son, “Winter” he spoked softly and smiled. “Winter? I love it, it suits him well with his coat” she nuzzled Winter gently as she was happy with the name. Whitestorm curled up beside Bella as he looked down at his sons and smiled softly, “Welcome to the world, my children.”