Thunder of the Crow

Chapter One: Eye of the Storm

I have decided to re-launch Crow's Thunder; the chapters have been reworked and I will be posting brand new chapters once I've finished rewriting and posting the ones that has already been posted.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Warriors, that all belongs to the Erin Hunter writers.

The badger attack was over. WindClan came and saved ThunderClan, but Sootfur and Cinderpelt had died fighting before the rescue party made it. New life flowed in the Clan however, in the form of Sorreltail's four newborn kits. As Leafpool looked around the destroyed camp, she felt torn in two; her duty to serve her Clan as medicine cat and her love for Crowfeather battled within her.

The she-cat turned toward the dark grey tom that she loved, he was still crouching beside the nursery as if the battle was not over and something might attack at any moment. Before the light brown tabby she-cat could speak a word, another cat yowled out.

"Look, its Crowfeather!" Whitetail of WindClan exclaimed loudly, alerting anyone that hadn't already known he was there. "What's he doing here?"

Onestar stalked over to the grey-black warrior, eyes narrowed. "Crowfeather, you came back… but not to your own Clan," the leader spoke with an edge clear in his voice.

Crowfeather eyed the WindClan leader with a steady gaze. "Leafpool and I came back, but I won't be returning to WindClan." He glanced over to Firestar, who was already padding over to join the group to see what was going on. "I wish to join ThunderClan; that is, if they'd have me."

Everyone in hearing distance was shocked, even Leafpool. Would Crowfeather really join ThunderClan just for her? Leafpool thought, amazed with the tom's decision.

"It does not matter to me anyway, you were no longer part of WindClan the moment you ran away," Onestar spat at the tom, fury lighting his eyes. He turned to Firestar and meowed tensely, "He is your problem now." Turning to his Clan, the WindClan leader called out, "WindClan, it's time to go back home."

WindClan cats started to file out before Firestar could thank Onestar and his Clan properly; Ashfoot however lingered behind to speak with her son.

"Are you sure about this, Crowfeather?" WindClan's deputy asked; love and concern for her only son clear in her light blue eyes.

"Yes, I love Leafpool and I cannot stand to be apart from her again," the grey-black warrior told his mother and former deputy, voice strong with emotion. "Goodbye, mother."

"If that is how you feel, I will stand by your wishes," Ashfoot meowed. She pressed her nose to Crowfeather's head in a show of affection. "Goodbye, my son. Never forget that I will always love you no matter what. And may StarClan always be with you." She pulled away and left before she was left behind by her Clan.

Firestar took this time to step forward, toward Crowfeather. "You said you wanted to join ThunderClan?" he inquired, green eyes curious.

"Yes; as I have said before, I love Leafpool and I wish not to part from her side," the former WindClan tom meowed strongly.

"Leafpool? How do you feel about this?" Firestar asked, turning to look at his daughter.

"I…" Leafpool was close to speechlessness; her father and leader was asking her how she felt instead of deciding for her. She was shocked. "I love Crowfeather, but I do have my duty to my Clan now that Cinderpelt is dead," she said, trying to think about her words before she spoke them and keeping her emotion in check. "I will train a new medicine cat, but I step down from my role as ThunderClan's medicine cat."

Whispers broke out from the ThunderClan cats listening in, but Firestar silenced them with a flick of his tail. "So be it. Crowfeather is now a warrior of ThunderClan, along with Leafpool. But to be freed from her ties as medicine cat, she must first train a new medicine cat for ThunderClan."

Objections broke out from the cats and Firestar tired to silence them calmly, but failed.

"This is not what I expected to find," a familiar voice meowed loudly, which silenced the confused Clan. "What has happened here?"

The Clan turned around to stare at two cats that had just entered camp without anyone noticing. The first was a powerful tom with a thick grey pelt and the other was a brown tabby she-cat; the two were none other than Stormfur and Brook Where Small Fish Swim.