Our story

The hisses and spits made Swiftlight’s ears burn as she raced over the outskirts of Riverclan territory; the cries of determination roaring from behind. The yowl of agony as a cat hit the ground almost made the gray female cat freeze, but Oakclaw nudged her hard forward. Swiftlight barely had time to look back and see a white-pawed cat; amber eyes glazed over. Mystflight was lying on the ground, dead. Crystal pelt yowled in pain as she stumbled a bit, but Nightstep was there to steady her. Ten cats raced after the battle warn group, hatred and bloodlust in their eyes. Leopardsnow raced past Swiftlight, gingerly carrying Willowkit’s scruff in his mouth. He called to her through a mouth full of Willowkit’s fur. “Come on! Just over the Thunderpath! We’re almost there!” Her paws were slowed as the Thunderpath’s sticky black goo sucked at her feet. HONK!!! Swiftlight turned; staring straight into the gaping jaws of a two-leg monser. Its blinding white lights froze Swiftlight to the spot where she stood. Crouching low, she braced herself for impact. The monster swerved and rumbled off the Thunderpath towards her attackers. The cats fled back into the woods as the monster collided with a tree. Hissing and spitting, the two-leg riding in its belly got out and started yelling its head off at the fleeing cats.

Owlpaw yelled to her from a few feet away. “Come on we have to keep going!” The gray apprentice's yellow, green, normally-cheerful eyes were shadowed in terror. The seven cats fled into the open arms of the bushes lining the Thunderpath. The two-leg stormed across the Thunderpath, just inches from their hiding place but did not notice the cowering cats underneath. Minutes later, the two-leg climbed back into his monster’s belly and took off down the Thunderpath. Swiftlight looked around at each cat in turn. Crystalpelt pressed herself as close as she could be to Nightstep, her fur was fluffed in fear. Crouching low ears down in shock Owlpaw had rooted herself to the ground. Leopardsnow lay protectively over the wimpering Snowkit, and Oakclaw was breathing heavily at Swiftlight’s side. Only seven of the eight half-clan cats had made it. A throbbing pain rushed over her heart as the glazed eyes of Mystflight played over and over again in her mind.


On the journey…
While crossing a river, Leopardsnow  lost his grip on Snow kits scruff. Snowkit drowned from being swept downstream. Leopardsnow was traumatized and vowed never to let another cat die.
Swiftlight had a vision of Mystflight, Mystflight told her that “Starclan’s pawsteps would guide them”
a single flake of snow flew across the sky pointing twords the mountains (starclan’s footsteps)
While crossing the mountains there was a rock fall. Owlpaw pushed Crystalpelt out of the way, injuring her back leg in the process.  However the wound wasn’t serious and eventually healed
Shyfoot attacked Swiftlight mistaking her for a cat from a group of rouges that had attacked him earlier.
Shyfoot had been half clan himself and was chased out from the forest not long after, he had heard tales of the group and had set off to look for them with the help of starclan.
 The cats arrived at their new territory.
A patrol found the new camp and they started working on making it their home.
The cats all voted Swiftlight leader (much to her surprise) however they didn’t know how to contact starclan yet.
They named their clan snow clan in memory of Snowkit (suggested by Oakclaw)
Swiftlight almost made Crystalpelt deputy however she declined. So Swiftlight asked her to help pick a deputy. They chose nightstep, and Crystalpelt almost confesed that she was expecting kits but she was cut off by Oakclaw.
Leopardsnow reseved a dream from starclan leading him to the moonfall. He found it and returned to camp.
just before journeying to the moonfall CrystalPelt pulled Swiftlight aside and confesed that she was expecting kits.
Shyfoot asked Leopardsnow to accompany them to the moonfall and on the way asked him to become his apprentice (he gladly excepted)
On the way the trio got lost however this lead to further exploration of the territory. Three clumps of snow (shaped like paw pads) pointed them back on track (the steps of starclan again)
Swiftlight received her ninelives