Beachclan History and Story

THIS IS A W.I.P

I AM STILL COPYING AND PASTING WHAT EVERYONE WAS SAYING IN THE ROLEPLAY

Prologue

Featherstar was sitting at the base of the meeting palm tree, staring at the beautiful sunset, wondering who she should choose to be deputy of her newly made Beachclan. Sparrownose was a good choice and probably the only one for a while, but they need more cats! She flicked her tail unhappily, gazing at the horizon where the sun reflected on the water.

Featherstar watched another crab pass by and sighed. She should be doing something productive but there were barely any cats in the clan! So much for being the leader of two cats…maybe Sparrownose SHOULD be deputy!

Juniperstorm padded up to Featherstar. "Good morning Featherstar." He greeted the leader as he sat beside her. "What are you thinking about?"

Featherstar looked out to the horizon, sighing as a breeze went by. "We have so few cats in our clan."

She looked over at Juniperstorm, " I was thinking about that, I just don't know if I should wait or make Sparrownose deputy!"

Juniperstorm thought about it. "Well, I think if we want to make Sparrownose deputy, we'll have to ask."

Featherstar sighed, "Yes, of course... I just want your opinion, will they be a good choice for deputy?"

Juniperstorm glared at Featherstar. "Absolutely. Sparrownose has been with us from the beginning and also Sparrownose is one of our best and only warriors."

“Right, right” Featherstar felt stupid for asking that question and annoying Juniperstorm. “ I'll tell Sparrownose that they are deputy when I think is the right time…”

Juniperstorm nodded. "Okay then, I'll see you later." The medicine cat got up and left his spot.

Featherstar watched him go and was distracted by a passing crab, then lay back and went to sleep.

Chapter 1

Juniperstorm sniffed around for herbs. Their small clan needed some.

Skipfall, a tall warrior, was padding through BeachClan's territory. He was feeling very curious today, and even more so when he spotted Juniperstorm. Perhaps they were doing something cool?

Juniperstorm heard sand moving around him. "Who's there?" He called without looking back.

"Oh, hey!" Skipfall meowed, forgetting to move closer to the medicine cat so he could see him. "It's me, Skipfall!" Swishing its tail, making more sounds in the sand, it watched Juniperstorm. "What are you looking for?"

Juniperstorm just stared at it for a few seconds before sighing. "Well, I'm looking for cobwebs. They're usually in bushes or trees. I'm also looking for moss, but that's found near the water."

Padding closer to Juniperstorm, now in sight, Skipfall beamed. "Yeah! I'd love to help! Herbs are so fun." He didn't acknowledge the fact that moss and cobwebs weren't quite herbs, but he had the spirit. Looking around, he tried to find any cobwebs that might be hiding in the bushes and trees nearby.

Juniperstorm rolled his eyes at Skipfall and looked around as well. He flicked his tail at the other tom. "Follow me. I know where a good place to find cobwebs is."

"We're here." Juniperstorm and Skipfall stopped at an area that had much more bushes and trees than before.

“Oh, perfect!” Skipfall meowed, looking at all of the bushes in this area. “I bet there will be lots here.” He then proceeded to stick his head in a bush.

"Go look around." Juniperstorm urged.

Pulling his head away from the branches, its face covered in leaves, Skipfall nodded. “Okay!” The splotched tom padded a couple of fox-lengths away from the medicine cat to begin his search.

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It had been a while since they'd started their search and Juniperstorm had found a good amount of cobwebs and even other herbs. He had found the other warrior a bit annoying but good company and help since it also found a lot of cobwebs. Juniperstorm nodded at Skipfall. "I think we're good on cobwebs. Let's take it back to the med-cat den."

Skipfall nodded, holding the cobwebs that he'd collected. "Okay!" The tom meowed, beginning to walk in the direction of the camp.

The two of them had finally reached the med-cat den. It was a sandy bush that was big enough for a cat and away from the shore. Juniperstorm entered the den with Skipfall following behind. "You can give me the herbs." He meowed as he placed the cobwebs and herbs in their spots.

"Oh, alright," Skipfall replied, placing the herbs down at Juniperstorm's paws. "Do you need any help putting them away, or are you good?" The brown and white tom wanted to help out where he could, but it was also somewhat concerned that Juniperstorm did not want it around very much longer.

Juniperstorm was about to say that he was fine but seeing the concern in its eyes he sighed. Let's not hurt his feelings, he thought. "Sure. You can help me separate the cobwebs and other herbs. He'll be a good help.

Nearly letting out a sigh of relief, Skipfall padded over to where Juniperstorm was sorting. “Okay, great! I’ll work on that.” He looked at the cobwebs and the herbs - this shouldn’t be too difficult to do!

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They had been working for a good amount of time and they were almost done. Juniperstorm glanced at Skipfall who was still sorting herbs. "It's okay now. I can finish this off now." He told the tom. "It's almost done anyways, no worries."

Skipfall looked at the pile - it was almost done, so Juniperstorm probably could just finish it himself. “Okay,” the warrior replied. “Thanks for letting me help you,”

"No problem." And Juniperstorm smiled, just for this once. "Come around and help anytime."

Smiling, Skipfall nodded. “Okay!”

Chapter 2

"ALL CATS WHO CAN HUNT FOR THEMSELVES AND ARE WILLING TO GO ON A HUNTING PATROL, PLEASE GATHER BELOW THE PALM TREE!" Goldencloud hollered across the camp.

Skipfall heard the deputy’s call and decided that it would be a good time to go hunt. Padding over to the palm tree, he waited for other cats to arrive.

Goldencloud curtly nodded to Skipfall as he sat below her. Suddenly, she saw a red crab coming full speed toward Skipfall. "WATCH OUT" She yowled.

Skipfall’s eyes grew wide in panic, and he couldn’t seem to move. He was so scared of crabs, especially when they were running towards him.

Goldencloud leaped down from the palm tree, darting in front of Skipfall. She hissed at it and tried to slash the red thing, only to be grabbed by its powerful claw. She yelped with pain as it ripped out a chunk of her fur. She remembered that a crab's weak spot was its stomach. She grabbed it in her mouth, flipped it over, and stabbed it with a powerful claw.

Skipfall gasped, rushing over to Goldencloud once he finally could unfreeze himself. "Goldencloud! I'm so sorry. I should have-" he trailed off, looking at where she'd stabbed the crab. He flinched slightly, drawing back. "They look so weird like that,"

"Really?" Goldencloud stifled a laugh "And anyway, you'll get there." Goldencloud said. "Who knew something as small as this could be so pesky." she let out a small laugh.

Skipfall laughed slightly too. “Thank you,” the tom meowed in and glanced back at the crab. It was pretty small. Why was he so scared of it?

"You know what? Since it's just us, why don't we hunt together?" Plus, it would be nice to not have as many cats to deal with. "Maybe we can try that new 2-cat hunting technique?"

Skipfall nodded his agreement. “Yeah, that’s a good idea! It’ll be good to try that out.”

Goldencloud smiled warmly. "You can decide where we hunt, and I'll show you the moves"

“Okay, thank you!” He meowed, thinking of places where they could hunt. “Do you think there’s any good catches down by the shore today?”

"good idea!" she mewed cheerfully. "Let's go, and I'll explain the technique on the way!"

Goldencloud smiled smugly. "Bet I'll beat ya there!" she called out, darting for the shoreline.

"Oh yeah?" Skipfall challenged playfully, quickly dashing after Goldencloud. He ran carefully, making sure he did not trip over anything but tried to go fast.

Goldencloud noticed a small stick in the sand. She picked it up and threw it in front of Skipfall, causing him to trip.

Skipfall yelped, falling forward in a tumbling fashion. He began to panic as he felt pain running through his leg. “Goldencloud- wait-“

''Ha ha, can't catch me now, can you, long legs'' She yelped delightfully, not realizing what she had done.

Skipfall immediately felt worse upon hearing Goldencloud’s words. Its thoughts began to swirl in its head - did Goldencloud resent him? Was it because she had to save him from the crab earlier that she wanted revenge? Or did something happen just now? Even though there was no evidence behind it, Skipfall began to worry that Goldencloud had something against it. “Goldencloud-“ it meowed again, trying to get her to come back.

''Ha ha, can't catch me now'' she cried playfully.

He tried standing up, and was able to, but only limp around slightly - his leg didn’t seem too bad, but it hurt and he couldn’t follow after her. “Goldencloud-“ he called again. “I think something’s wrong-“

Goldencloud turned her head. She gasped. What did you do!?! she asked herself. ''I'm so sorry!'' she mewed.

“It’s alright,” Skipfall said weakly, though he wasn’t sure if she’d meant the apology only due to the worries in his head. He limped over closer to her. “I think-“ he took a minute to breathe, “I think I’ll be okay. But it does hurt right now.”

''O-ok'' She felt terrible. ''D-do you need to see Juniperstorm? Maybe we can hunt when your leg feels better''

Skipfall tried to move his leg around and shrank back when he felt a flash of pain. "Y-yeah, I think so. You can still hunt if you want to," it looked up at her, feeling bad that because of its injury, their hunt would be cut short.

"O-ok'' she mewed. ''Do you need help getting back to camp?"

''Yes,'' he mewed, then collapsed onto Goldencloud and got carried back to camp, where Juniperstorm gladly treated his injuries.

Chapter 3

After a good night's rest in the medicine den, Skipfall felt much better! He dashed through the water of the tides, yowling with excitement as water splashed up against his fur. The brown-and-white warrior loved the beach, everything about it made him smile. It paused for a moment in the shallow water, only to squeak when a wave rose and hit it in the face.

Juniperstorm watched the warrior play with the waves from a distance. Sighing, but not in a bad way. He thought that it was lucky to still have kithood inside it, Juniperstorm already lost that feeling years ago. A breeze brushes through Juniperstorm's pelt as he continues to watch Skipfall get soaked wet. Ahh, the good old days.

Shaking out his fur, Skipfall suddenly felt cold. The breeze made the area where he’d been splashed feel freezing! It looked towards the sand, wondering if rolling in it for warmth was a good idea. Whenever it did that, though, sand would always get in his pelt…

Juniperstorm almost giggled at Skipfall looking like he jumped in the ocean. He was soaking wet, dripping water in the sand. Even though it was one of the warmer days, the water was still often cold. Skipfall must be freezing out there then.

Finally spotting the other cat, Skipfall greeted him with a wave of his tail. "Juniperstorm! Hi!" He chirped.

Juniperstorm flicked his tail back in greeting. "Hello, Skipfall. You seem like you're having fun, but aren't you getting cold?"

Skipfall chuckled, “Yeah, I am pretty cold.” he admitted.

"Don't wanna get chills now, don't ya?" Juniperstorm teased.

Skipfall now frowned, not quite picking up that this was a tease. “Chills?” It asked, worry rising in its voice. “Will I?”

Juniperstorm rolled his eyes. "Nah, you won't Skipfall. Only if the air is cold, then maybe, but today's a good day." Juniperstorm huffed. "Don't take everything literally ya sand-brain."

Skipfall laughed a bit - he shouldn't take everything so seriously! But that is what his mind seemed to do to him - in fact, he was already wondering how seriously Juniperstorm meant 'sand-brain'...oh well! "Yeah, it does seem like a good day." It meowed, looking out at the beach. It was beautiful.

The sun was setting slowly as the two of them watched the horizon. Juniperstorm yawned. "I think it's time to rest our eyes, don't ya think?"

Skipfall could feel sleepiness falling over him. “Yea, I agree.”

"Good night then-" Juniperstorm meowed as he went over to the medicine cat den. "Better dry yourself before sleeping though."

“Goodnight,” Skipfall replied, “And don’t worry, I will!”

"See ya." He responded with a nod as the warrior left.

Chapter 4

Goldencloud ran through the open shore. The cool breeze fluffed up her fur as she darted around. The wet sand beneath her paws got caught in her claws. Suddenly, a large wave came crashing down towards her. She squealed with excitement as she dove under the wave. The cool water sent a shiver down her spine as she swam further out to sea. She saw a fish and snatched it up, killing it instantly. She tried to swim back to the shore but was being swept out to sea. "Help me!" She cried.

From the corner of his eye, Juniperstorm saw the she-cat get swept away by the sea. He raced up and caught her fur with his claws just in time. "High tides." He sighed as he pulled Goldencloud back to shore.

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Goldencloud slowly opened her eyes. She found herself in the medicine den. Slowly but surely, she started to remember what happened. The being swept out in the water, hit by the wave, it was all coming back to her. She coughed up all the salt water that had been stuck in her sore throat. ''C-can I h-have something to ease m-my cough?" She asked weakly.

Juniperstorm helped the she-cat walk to the medicine cat den. "I'll see what I have, Goldencloud." He checked his storage, mainly looking for things that would soothe coughing.

She nodded and closed her eyes. ''Thank you.''

He looked for honey, the best remedy. They only had a little left but that'll do. He carefully took it out and pushed it toward Goldencloud. "Here, eat this. It soothes it better."

''O-okay” she gently picked it up and started chewing. The warm, sweet herb soothed her throat, making it feel much better

Juniperstorm sighed. "I'll need to get more honey I guess." He patted the deputy's head with his tail. "Get some rest for now. I'll go out for a bit."

''O-ok'' she mewed, then slumped down in her nest.

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It was nighttime and Juniperstorm went back to the medicine cat den. "How are you feeling now?" He asked Goldencloud, as he yawned.

''Better'' she mewed ''Sorry for wasting your time." She yawned.

"It's okay. I'm a medicine cat for Starclan's sake. It's my niche." He replied casually.

''A-alright'' She mewed weakly.’' Should I go to the warrior's den to sleep?" she asked.

"Sure, good night Goldencloud. By tomorrow, you'll be as good as new." He yawned again. "Be careful around the waves next time."

''Ok,'' she mewed, getting up.

Juniperstorm finally rested his eyes when the deputy left. Goodnight.

Chapter 5

Skipfall had a look of pride in his green eyes, padding through the entrance of BeachClan’s camp. In his jaws was a crab - the first one he’d ever caught!

Juniperstorm saw the warrior pad in camp confidentially, holding a crab in his mouth. "I thought you were afraid of crabs." Juniperstorm scoffed.

Skipfall placed the crab on top of the prey pile, then turned to the medicine cat, frowning slightly. “Well- yeah, kind of.” He admitted sheepishly. “I saw Goldencloud catching them a few days ago. I wanted to try, and maybe then I could stop being such a scaredy-cat.” He twitched his tail.

Juniperstorm flicked his tail. "At least you did it. And didn't get bit by one." He gave a small smile. "Good job."

Grateful for the medicine cat’s praise, Skipfall smiled once more. “Thanks, Juniperstorm!” It meowed. “I must say, it was a close one.”

He sighed. "There were a lot of crab-related injuries lately."

“There were?” Skipfall asked, his worry beginning to return. What if he’d just been REALLY lucky today?

Juniperstorm flicked his tail at Skipfall. "Nothing to worry about. Hunting them has lessened the injuries. Crabs also don't taste all bad."

The warrior let out a sigh of relief. “Okay. That’s good. And yes, they do!”

Juniperstorm rolled his eyes. He swings his tail. "Goldencloud got hit by a harsh wave yesterday. I had to save her."

"She did?" Worry showed in his eyes about the deputy. She'd been kind to him before - he didn't want anything bad to happen to her. "Is she okay?"

"Yeah, just a cough I guess. Saltwater went down her throat. I think she'll get better by tomorrow." Juniperstorm replied.

“Yikes,” Skipfall replied, “I hope she’s better by tomorrow. Coughs are never fun.”

Juniperstorm nodded. "Yeah, she'll be fine. You should put the crab in the prey pile now."

“Oh! Yes, I should,” he laughed, slightly embarrassed, then put the small red critter onto the pile.

Juniperstorm watched as the warrior went over and placed the crab in the prey pile which was located towards the middle of the camp.

Placing the prey down, the beige and white warrior returned to Juniperstorm, assuming their conversation would continue. “Hi,” it said again.

Juniperstorm flicked his ears. "Hello, I guess. How has your day been?"

“I’ve been good,” Skipfall meowed, his original excitement taken away slightly by the ‘I guess.’ “How has your day been?”

"Well, I've been a bit busy but I'm happy I get to sit and talk for a bit. Do you think there are clans other than Beachclan?"

Skipfall thought for a moment. That was a good question. “I, I’m not sure. We’ve never met any. But I’m sure there could be some if they exist.” After thinking for a minute, he asked, “Why?”

Juniperstorm shrugged. "I don't know. I just heard Featherstar talking about it. I feel like she's right."

“Featherstar was talking about it?” There seemed to be a glow in Skipfall’s yellow-green eyes. “Wow, maybe there are other clans! Wouldn’t that be so cool?” He asked.

Juniperstorm nodded. "That would make things complicated though. Territory is limited."

Skipfall nodded. "Yes, it is." It began to fret - what if this other clan wanted BeachClan's land?

"It's nothing to worry about. The other clan is probably peaceful." Juniperstorm said.

“Yeah, I hope so. I mean, we wouldn’t threaten them, so they should be.” Skipfall meowed.

Juniperstorm nodded. "Featherstar wants to go explore and see if there are really more cats out there."

Skipfall widened his eyes, "Really?" He meowed, "That's so exciting! I wish I could go."

"Oh, I told her that you would be a good pick to go with her," Juniperstorm recalled.

The brown and white tom beamed. "Really?? Me? That's awesome! Thank you!"

"No problem. I knew you were excited about these things. If you get to go, tell me of your adventures!"

Skipfall smiled, "I will! I can't wait." He couldn't imagine what lay beyond BeachClan's territory - it must be wonderful!

"I think you can ask Featherstar, or she'll tell you when you're going."

Skipfall nodded. “Yeah, she’ll probably say.”, then started padding back to camp.

Chapter 6

Featherstar was sitting in front of her den, pondering about a very specific possible problem that has been nagging at the back of her mind.

Juniperstorm was passing by Featherstar. "Hello, Featherstar." He greeted her. "How have you been?"

Featherstar looked up, “Hello, Juniperstorm, I’ve been good! How are you?”

Juniperstorm shrugged. "Nothing much, just small injuries I'm tending to. You seem to have a lot on your mind."

“Yes, I’ve been thinking, Beachclan may not be the ONLY clan out there! I heard the legends of other clans. But I wonder where they went off to.” Featherstar murmured, her gaze drifting off toward the horizon.

Juniperstorm looked at her, surprised. "Really? You think? I had never heard of legends like that!"

Featherstar chuckled, “Of course you didn’t, you know Beachclan is new right? Before it was made I lived in an area where there were cats talking about some scary cats in the forest.” Featherstar looked at Juniperstorm, now she wondered where they came from.

Juniperstorm listened. "Scary cats? Like rogues or loners?"

"No, not really, I’m really not sure, I only heard stories." Featherstar now wished she had met those cats.

"Oh, that's okay. There probably are cats out there we didn't know of." Juniperstorm replied.

"Yeah, I just can't stop thinking about it! how there is another... clan! Somewhere near! I just don't know why it is bothering me so much!" she meowed, her whiskers twitching in frustration.

"Do- do you wanna go check?" Juniperstorm asked.

"Of course, but I have a clan to lead!" Featherstar said, exasperated.

Juniperstorm brushed his fur. "Goldencloud could go instead, or she could take care of the clan."

“I think I should go... Do you know who should come too?"

Juniperstorm shrugged. "Why not ask Skipfall? It seems to be interested in these things."

"Good idea, I will talk to him about it when I see him.”

Juniperstorm huffed. "I saw him somewhere in the warrior's den, if ya didn't know."

"Thanks!" she purred and stood up.

"No problem." Juniperstorm smiled.

Chapter 7

Featherstar walked up to her deputy, "Hello Goldencloud, I was meaning to speak with you."

Goldencloud dropped the crab in her jaws. "Yes, of course," she mewed with respect. " Shall we go somewhere private?"

Featherstar shook her head, "It’s nothing private, I meant to ask you if you would be able to take care of Beachclan while i am gone.

Goldencloud stepped back in shock. "W-wha- huh but- uh- me? Me taking care of the clan, well uh- I'd-I'd be honored!" Goldencloud! Ask her where she's going! she thought. "Oh- uh- r-right" she mewed out loud. "W-where are you going?"

"I am leading a patrol to find the other clan that was thought to live near us, I want to learn how close they are and if they are a threat." Featherstar replied calmly.

"O-okay" Goldencloud mewed. GET YOURSELF TOGETHER she yelled at herself. WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU BECOME LEADER, IF YOU CAN'T EVEN HANDLE THE CLAN FOR A FEW MOONS, YOU STUPID IDIOT? "S-so when are you leaving, and for how long?"

Featherstar smiled at Goldencloud, "I will be leaving today, i am not sure for how long but i am sure that I will return!"

"Ok", Goldencloud mewed. "I promise, I will keep our clan safe for as long as your gone.''

"Thank you!" Featherstar meowed happily.