Forbidden

***THIS IS THE OFFICIAL SEQUEL TO BLOSSOMING HOPE***

*PalmClan Allegiences:*

*Member count: 25*

**Leader:**

Redstar: Redstar is a russet tom. He's extremely large and loves to lead. He's the current leader of PalmClan.

**Deputy:**

Leafheart: The current deputy of PalmClan. Very flighty and kind with a light brown pelt. Shecat.

**Medicine Cat:**

Jadestone: A medicine cat of PalmClan. A pure white pelt with green eyes. Shecat.

**Main Characters:**

Hazekit/paw/song: The Medicine cat/Apprentice med cat. A chocolate color pelt with curved splotches of black. Blue eyes. Shecat.

Ivykit/paw/flower: A beautiful shecat warrior with sky blue eyes and a pelt as white as snow. Shecat.

Sunkit/paw/flight: An orange warrior tom. He has odd light green eyes and tends to tease smaller cats. Tom.

Darkkit/paw/strike: The brother to Sunflight and a warrior. His pitch black pelt almost looks intimidating and his green eyes speak for themselves. Tom.

Fawnkit/paw/hoove: Fawnhoove is a warrior. She has a light brown pelt with white underbelly and white spots on her back. Her eyes are almost black, but really brown. Shecat.

**Warriors:**

Stormkit/paw/foot: Stormfoot is a warrior. His pelt is dark grey and he has amber eyes. Tom.

Cricketpaw/fang: A russet, oddly small tom. His eyes are blue and he tends to awfully shy. Tom.

Sandpaw/blaze: A beige tom who's just born to be a warrior. His eyes are an alluring green. Tom.

Streampaw/trickle: A light blue shecat with green eyes. A warrior. Shecat.

Hollystep: A shecat with amber eyes and a light brown pelt. Shecat.

Braveleap: A dark brown warrior with chocolate eyes. Tom.

Jaywing: A light-blue tom with black stripes and green eyes. A very respected member of the Clan.

Harpywhisper: A blue tom with a beige underbelly. A very respected member of the Clan.

Cloudmist: A beautiful shecat with long, white fur and orange eyes.

Neverfear: A jet black tom with a single white paw. Brown eyes. Tom.

Firelaugh: An odd tom with glossy, orange fur and brown eyes. Tom.

Robinmask: A light-brown, speckled shecat with stunning emerald eyes.

**Queens:**

Birchtouch: A grey shecat with black spots. A queen who's kits are Stormkit and Fawnkit. Her mate is Firelaugh.

Lilywhisker: A brown shecat with blue eyes. A queen who's first litter was Sandpaw, Cricketpaw, and Streampaw and who's most recent litter was Darkkit and Sunkit. Her mate is Neverfear.

Storm: A shecat who just recently started expecting. Her pelt is brown with grey stripes and a white underbelly. Her eyes are dark blue. Her mate is Harpywhisper. Later on she bears Goldenkit and Wildkit.

**Apprentices:**

Thrushpaw: A tortoiseshell tom with green eyes. Very skinny and fast.

Acornpaw: A chocolate-brown tom with blue eyes.

Cedarpaw: A white shecat with brown speckles.

## Prolouge

The scent of blood stained the night sky. A huge tom who's pelt was as golden as the stars smirked at seven cats. "Rainstar!" A shecat yowled, running over to a dead body. "No!" She yowled. "Blossomheart, don't bother. Your doomed to die. Now breath your last breath!" The huge golden tom laughed, knocking Blossomheart in the head with one huge paw, causing her to go unconsious. The huge tom, known as Lionheart, laughed loudly. "Pitiful!" Lionheart cawed, killing Blossomheart with a swift bat. "Blossomheart!" An orange tom screeched.

"Flarestorm, stay away!" A blue tom with black stripes leapt, tackling Flarestorm out of the way of Lionheart's paw. "Shaddup!" Flarestorm screeched, leaping and tackling Lionheart. Lionheart easily rolled over, crushing Flarestorm under his massive weight. The huge tom stood, his fur shining under the moonlight, and Flarestorm dead. Three shecats ganged up on him, only to be knocked out of the way completely.

"Jadestone, get them!" A blue tom with a beige underfur whispered. A white shecat crept up, and dragged any wounded or dead cats away. only two cats were left. "Harpywhisper, what do we do?" The blue tom with black stripes, known as Jaywing, whispered. "We saved the Clan once, Jaywing, we know what to do. We will retreat for our own good and the Clan's good. PalmClan must survive. Exit camp!" Harpywhisper screeched. Cats stormed out. A few carried the dead and wounded.

## Chapter 1- Origin

A Clan was rousing around a crater. They were adding moss, finding things and assorting. "PalmClan has officially found a new camp!" A russet tomcat shouted in announcement on an artificial platform made of vines, loose rocks and a thick amount of sap. Under this fake platform was a well-made den, surrounded by brambles and a vine entrance. Everywhere apprentices were making large bramble circles and inside this kits as well worked to move moss in. Warriors were busy patrolling and such. "This Crater, just beyond GnawClan territory, Will forever handle PalmClan!" The tom shouted. Meows of approval rang through camp. One of the first dens to be finished was the nursery, where kits who were done helping played joyfully. Two senior warriors attended to them. "Harpywhisper, Jaywing, what happened to mother and father?" A small shekit squeaked, walking up to them.

"I'm sorry, Hazekit. The cat who chased us out of our home... Sent them to..." Harpywhisper began to stammer. "StarClan." Jaywing finished softly. A shecat who appeared to be just recently expecting walked up. She nuzzled Harpywhisper. "It's okay, Hazekit. In StarClan, they joyously hunt with the other cats." She soothed. Harpywhisper looked at her. "Storm, please rest. It's not a queen's job to help with making dens." The beige and blue tom urged. Storm blushed a small bit, then shook it away. "No, I'm fine, Harpywhisper. I'm still strong. Don't worry about me." She stroked her tongue over Harpywhisper, and he did the same action to her.

A few kits playfully ran around. "Oof!" Hazekit muffled. She stumbled and hit her head against the bramble wall of the nursery. "Pitiful, Hazekit!" A big tomkit mocked. Hazekit almost looked like screeching and clawing him, but then her eyes went dry again. "Always hiding her emotions to prove she can be a medicine cat! Poor tiny Hazee-kiit!" The tom continued, trotting in a circle around her when she got up from the walls. Another tomkit tackled him. "Don't mock shekits, you thing. Don't you know that the leader cares more about Hazekit than any of us because she is daughter to cats who saved the Clan? You could get mauled, Sunkit!" The black tom urged. "Fine, only for you, brother." The orange kit spat, shoving him off and getting up. A beautiful shekit, pelt as white as the moon and eyes as blue as the sky, walked up to Hazekit. "It's okay, Sister..." The shekit soothed. Her voice was nearly like snow, soft and almost cracked. "Ivykit, I'm okay." Hazekit murmured.

"Stormkit, Fawnkit, come play!" Ivykit's soft voice called to other kits. All the kits were planning to have a small fun sneak attack on Redstar. Hazekit was the clever kit who had designed it. Before she could start, She was dragged away when Redstar called a gathering. "Today, Two kits are to become apprentices. Hazekit and Ivykit, step forth." Redstar called. The two kits now realized what was happening, stepping forth proudly. "Hazekit. Today your becoming a medicine cat apprentice, and will take the place of Ravenpaw, who is soon to die. Jadestone will be your mentor." Redstar didn't seem to official as he did this. "Ivykit, today you will be Ivypaw. You will be an apprentice to Hollystep." He announced.

A moon had passed since then now. All the kits were currently now apprentices. Hazepaw was staring at Ravenpaw, who had just now passed away. All the cats who were here and knew Ravenpaw were crying. Flarestorm and Blossomheart flashed through Hazepaw's mind, and she didn't sob. She thought sadly, but didn't express it. Sunpaw was crying hard, as he knew Ravenpaw extremely well. Hazepaw sighed and walked off. She felt the wind buffeting her fur that the crater normally blocked off as she stepped out. It was oddly foggy and the water trickled a bit on her pelt. She sat down in the damp grass and stared up at the blurry sun. She then gasped, vision fading away. Hazepaw began to panic before she felt a tail land on her shoulder. There was a tom and a shecat, one with wonderous white fur and the other glossy orange. "Mother, father?" Hazepaw gasped. "Yes. Starclan has sent us to give you a prophecy. *When the lion begins to roar, several friends that are at their farthest in friendship will join together and save the Clan.*" Blossomheart meowed, licking Hazepaw gently. Without a chance to speak, Hazepaw's vision returned and she stood.

## Chapter 2- Close Friends

"Hazepaw, can you please sort herbs for me?" Jadestone asked as she inspected a thorn in Sunpaw's paw. She nodded and walked to the herbs. *I wonder if I should tell Jadestone about the prophecy...* Hazepaw thought as she put the burdock root next to the alder bark. She felt a tear trickle down her cheek, blinking it away and shoving poppy seeds that had scattered in a pile.

Hazepaw perked her ears as several apprentices walked up. It was Darkpaw, Ivypaw, Sunpaw, Stormpaw and Fawnpaw. She felt a pang of sadness, the prophecy flashing through her mind. "Come on, Let's play." Darkpaw smirked. Hazepaw stood, beginning to follow as they walked off, then seeing her sight go jet black and collapsing with a thud. "Hazepaw!" They all screeched.

She awoke with many hovering over her. "Phew.." Fawnpaw's gentle voice squeaked. Before she could get up, Redstar's paw landed on her head, slamming it to the ground. He had a smile- Almost creepy- As he did so. "You're staying here." He bent down, muzzles inches from each other. Hazepaw knew she couldn't deny Redstar, looking away with dry eyes. "Redstar! Quit being like that! I thought she was your favorite!" Fawnpaw squeaked angrily. The others nodded vigorously.

Hazepaw felt anything could happen with her friends, getting up, a plain face. She was extremely creepy, standing there with a straight face and staring Redstar straight in the eyes- Causing even him to cringe in hidden fear. "Don't. Argue. With. A. Medicine. Cat." Hazepaw meowed slowly, twisting around and walking out, as well slow.

The apprentices followed her stumbling after. "Hazepaw, what's wrong!?" They all worried. She felt a jab of pain in her back, forcing quiet words out of her mouth. "*When the lion begins to roar, several friends that are at their farthest in friendship will join together and save the Clan."* She stammered, then collapsing, vision blurring.

The next morning, everything seemed back in order. Hazepaw was walking through camp, before Redstar growled at her and beckoned her into the leader's den. Ivypaw was there, head dropped. "What happened?" Hazepaw meowed calmly, eyes plain. "You will be demoted for a moon. Both of you will be treated as rogues- Not allowed in camp or territory. When the moon is over, a search party will look for you*. Leave. Now.*" Redstar only said this before shoving both Hazepaw and Ivypaw away.

As they began sulking out of camp, Hazepaw kept a steady head and her normal expression. Her friends jumped over. "What's happened?" Fawnpaw whispered. "We're being demoted to rogues for a moon..." Ivypaw's whispy voice cried quietly. "What!?" Darkpaw screeched, rearing up, before stoutly looking away. "We're coming with." Sunpaw murmured, a half-smirk perking on one side of his face.

## Chapter 3- Kits And Coming Back

A moon had passed since they had been 'demoted'. "That was slow." Darkpaw whispered, as they were being escorted to camp by Harpywhisper. "I know. Redstar has no attention span." Harpywhisper shook his head, paws silent on the soft underpaw. Just then, Harpywhisper stopped them, alert. "What's happening?" Sunpaw gasped quietly. "It's Lionheart..." Harpywhisper hushed.

Hazepaw trembled a little. Her heart beat in her ears. A little glint of fangs a few feet away glinted in the bushes. The scent of squirrel lingered in the air. "Quietly." Harpywhisper urged, slowly crouching. Ivypaw bit her lip, crouching as well, then rather quickly copying, so did Sunpaw, Hazepaw, Darkpaw and Fawnpaw. As they snuck along, Fawnpaw stepped on the wrong place; Ivypaw's tail. She let out an alerted yelp.

The supposed Lionheart stood, looking in their direction through the thick wall of brush. "Run!" Hazepaw screeched, beginning to sprint towards camp. They could hear Lionheart's heavy footsteps coming after them. Fawnpaw was the first to see camp, skidding inside. Redstar gave them a glare, then widened his eyes at the familiar, daunting scent of Lionheart.

"Looks like cats have been roaming around." Lionheart grinned at them, claws flexing. Everyone turned to Lionheart entering camp. Jadestone poked her head out of her den. "Oh no..." She whispered, looking back inside. Hazepaw ran towards Jadestone, away from Lionheart. She saw Storm, who had just had her kits. Of all timing for Lionheart to come!

Lionheart was staring at the entrance of camp with an angered glare, storming back out. The apprentices seemed relieved. Hazepaw was standing on a slightly rough spot in the corner of camp, on Beesting's grave. "Oh dear..." She whispered, before realizing something.

The grave was open.

*This Chapter is in construction, Sorry.*