Warriors: Into The Wild Book 1 [REMADE]

Chapter One

    "What a sunny day!" A grey tabby mumbled as he gave a loud purr while rolling in the area where the sun was at. However, he immediately stopped purring once he had heard a trotting noise coming towards him.''Rustypaw!!'' A she cat yelped as she came running to him. ''Your injuries haven't yet been healed, you must rest in the den!'' A medicine cat with orange fur tried to reasoned with Rustypaw. She was right, the grey tabby thought. Rustypaw's left leg was still injured because of his previous fight he got into not so long ago. The grey tabby agreed, with a slight frown, and trotted to the medicine cat's den. Once Rustypaw entered the den he started resting until the pain from his left leg went away. It took quite a bit of time for his leg to stop throbbing but, sometime later, he stood up and trotted to the medicine cat of Silverclan, Lightthroat. Rustypaw, without hesitation, called out for Lightthroat and stated to her that he didn't feel anymore pain in his leg. "Oh? Let me take a look..", commented Lightthroat as she observed the tom cat's leg. The she-cat agreed with Rustypaw that his left leg was now in good condition. "Thank you, Lightthroat!" Rustypaw blurted out before the orange tabby left to see her other injured cats in her den. The grey tabby then left to run around the forest for a while so his leg wouldn't be stiffened up. Before long, it was time for a clan meeting. Rustypaw scurried in front of the high rock ready for the clan meeting.

    Soon he saw a majestic orange tabby clamber up on the rock. ''Silverclan, we are now ready for another meeting." the orange tabby announced as she sat down on the high rock sharing gazes with the other cats. All the warriors, apprentices, queens and others quickly trotted in front of the high rock. "I've got some news for us today.." uttered the orange tabby. Immediately after they all heard her words, they started jumping into conclusions and whispering. Though, the orange tabby ignored it all and continued speaking. "..Tideclan warriors were going missing, according to Sunclan while I was at my previous gathering." stated the orange tabby in a lowered tone. Rustypaw was starting to get worried on what the tabby was about to say next. "After that gathering, I thought that us all should prepare for any unexpected attacks just in case, we should all get as much as we can on the freshkill and make sure that the kits stay safe too." spoke the tabby as she again shared gazes among the other cats. They all agreed on her announcement and later, the clan meeting ended. "Gingerstar, May I have a word with you?" a quiet mew came from a silver tabby. Rustypaw was curious on what they were about to talk about so he gazed at them hoping to make out what they were saying by there mouths. "Now that the clan meeting has ended, yes." reasoned Gingerstar with the silver tabby. "..During my last hunting patrol, the air was filled with fox smell, I was smelling how many foxes there were and I found out that there were 11 in our territory.." mumbled the silver tabby with worry. Gingerstar gasped because of the news she had been given, "Roseclaw, I want you to secure the clan borders, I will get as much warriors as I can to help!" with a quick meow, Gingerstar ran to at least 6 more warriors to secure the clan borders so the foxes wouldn't be able to go in and afterwards, she quickly ran to the nursery and notified the queens that foxes are around and that they shouldn't let the kits out of the nursery. However, while Rustypaw was gazing at Gingerstar and Roseclaw speaking he couldn't really understand what they were saying so he didn't know what all the commotion was about. ''Could it be? Intruders??" mumbled Rustypaw, trying to think about what was going on. He then sprinted to the entry of the camp and silently peaked through it to see if there were really any intruders.

    In a quick second, he found out that there was a huge smell of foxes coming around, he then gasped in worry that they would attack the kits or the leader at any moment! Rustypaw quietly got out of the camp to see how far away the foxes were. He wasn't supposed to get out of camp but this was for the sake of the clan. Within a second, the grey tabby swiftly trotted a few steps forward trying to smell out which way the foxes are coming from and if they are coming towards the camp. Before he could go any further, he turned his body towards the camp, with his heart beating fast as he saw a big black cat coming towards him. "And what do you're think your doing?" the black cat uttered as she gave him a stern look. "I was.." before Rustypaw could say a single word, the black cat scolded him, "Just as I thought! You can't go running out of camp just because you're curious-!" scolded him the black tabby. Rustypaw gulped but said what his heart wanted to say. "But.. It wasn't because I was curious!-" he reasoned and hoped that the black cat wouldn't scold him once again. "Well, whatever the reason was, you mustn't get out of camp without permission!" the black cat calmed herself down trying not to scold the grey tabby and gave Rustypaw a stern look once again. Rustypaw thought why she was the one scared of him getting out of camp but, he nodded silently. "I will try to not get out of camp, Ravenclaw.." he started to walk towards the apprentice's den when suddenly, he saw a queen running to Gingerstar. He was kind of confused yet, curious so he went closer to them hoping they won't notice him. "The foxes- they- they-" Freckletail was too shocked to even speak properly to Gingerstar. "What happened?" Gingerstar seemed rather confused, but in a pool of worry at the same time. "They- they have attacked the kits- and the queens they-" Freckletail cried out with tears rolling down her eyes but had passed out before she could continue what she was about to say. Gingerstar, in horror quickly ran to the closest warriors that were around her and made them follow her to the nursery. Once they arrived, most of the queens had passed out with injuries to save the kits. "M-ew mew!" all the kits were meowing non stop on top of their lungs, trying to escape from the foxes.