#oliveclan

[oliveclan]

little tiggy to get back into the swing of things

[the-southern-forest]

My brain will not let me write this all in one go so I’m breaking it up into parts. Anyways here’s part one of OliveClans story before its founding

OLIVECLAN MOON 0 : FINDING LILAC PT 1

The wind seemed to still as Orion approached her old home. A rickety twoleg den that stood further from the others guarded by a short rotted wooden fence. It was a shame that Starclan's chosen kit would end up in a place like this. Abandoned, filthy, surrounded by vermin and the cats crawling within. The abandoned den was no place for kits. She’d be surprised if Thunder hadn’t corrupted him already or even left him out for a roaming fox. Though if StarClans word was true then this task will be nothing compared to what she shall later endure.

She walked up the creaky porch and over the fallen door that lay still in the walkway welcoming her into the gaping maw of the home. It was damp and oh so dark. The smell of rain and old prey clung to every wall in a way not even the strongest floods could remove. Dust sprinkled down on her fur with each sway of the broken plank that hung from the ceiling. From the entryways she could peek into a room that was the old communal area when she used to live here but it was now barren and wrecked from the ever changing seasons.

“You must be Orion!” A voice marveled behind her.

A fluffy White cat with ginger patches covering his body bounded down the stairs just faster than she could react, pinning her to the ground in seconds. Despite his claws digging into her throat his eyes glimmered with curiosity. If it weren’t for the bright orange collar meticulously tied around his neck she would’ve never recognized him. 20 moons ago he’d been nothing more than a mewling kit found with his mother near the den. If it weren’t for her thunder might have never let him stay. His name was Sunny.

Sunny flexed his claws “thunder told me to expect you, ever since I got that sign from the stars he’s been soooo on edge I don’t think he believes me though-“ he froze for a moment “you’re here for him aren’t you?”

“The stars wouldn’t warn you for a good reason” she hissed, keeping her eyes on his paws. “I insist you listen to them and stay out of my way.”

The younger cat shrugged, padding up beside her. “Thunder won’t let you get to him. He’s guarded really well.”