The Story of Whisperwind (Warrior Cats)

Whisperwind was just back from hunting for her clanmates. The freshly caught rabbit on the moor felt sweet and tasty on her tongue. She padded down the rocky hill and set the plump rabbit down at the fresh kill pile.

“Watch out! Apprentices coming through!” Whisperwind turned sideways finding Lightpaw and Windpaw playing catch. “Kits these days,” she shook her head and lied down in the warrior den and fell asleep, tail curled around her body.

Whisperwind is unusual, her blue eyes and patches of black stood out of the moor grass. Everybody have treated her badly before. Before she saved the clan. Every cat says that she look like a dark forest cat. Which scared the kits more than anything. Every cat have gave her the leftovers of their food. One day, when Whisperwind was just waking it from a nap. A call from the clan leader, Echostar, called for a clan meeting. Everyone

After the news, as a flash of lightling, Whisperwind as a rouge, a loner, and outcast. Just because of her unusualness. She hunted, slept and traveled for about three while moons. Her body was aching, as she trudged to find a place to rest. No where was home, only the free running moor and the sweet smelling of her den made her comfortable.

A lightning struck, a tree fell down. The wood burned with flames, even in the rain, the water can not quench the fast spreading flame. Whisperwind woke up under a tree, smelling ash and smoke. Her tail and ears stood on end. As she hurried back home to see what she can do for her clanmates.

After the harsh time, Whisperwind bought her clan to a safer place to live. Her clanmates welcomed her back and had a happy love, until she had to leave to StarClan. May StarClan light your path.

The moral of the story? Don’t stop believing in yourself, even if you are different from others. Don’t let others judge you because of your look and the place you come from.