A warriors heart

Something I’ve always wondered is what if a maine coon was in warrior cats. A maine coon is a breed of house cat that is truly giant. So now introducing, a warrior’s heart.

Redtail and Whitestorm padded through their territory. Overhead dark clouds grew and the sky began to open up. “We should head back.” Said Whitestorm as he looked up at the sky. “Looks like it will be one heck of a storm.”

Redtail was silent.

“Redtail? Are you…”

“Did you hear that?” asked Redtail.

Whitestorm’s ears perked. “Hear what?”

The sounds of a barking dog and a yowling cat erupted through the forest. Both cats rushed towards the sound as the rain began to come down in sheets. Redtail and Whitestorm arrived at the river, the rain was coming down so hard they could barely see anything. Redtail suddenly pointed across the ragging river. “LOOK!”

On the other side of the river a huge cat the size of a fox faced off against a dog.

Redtail raced towards the water, “We got to help!” he yelled.

Whitestorm jumped in-between Redtail and the river, “The rivers going to fast, you’ll be swept away.”

“We’ve have to do…” before Redtail could finish lighting flashed as the giant rouge tackled the dog, they both fell into the river and were washed away.

Redtail and Whitestorm stood silently taking in what they had just witnessed. Then a kitten’s cry split the air. Both cats headed over to the sunning rocks where a giant brown kitten was hidden.

“That cat must have been her mother.” Reasoned Whitestorm.

Redtail licked the kitten. “I got a name for her.”

“Already?”

“Yea. Theres only one fitting name.”

“Ok, lets hear it.”

Thunder boomed overhead as Redtail said, “Thunderkit.”

Chaos engulfed the sunning rocks. It was a woven mess of claws and blood.

As more Riverclan warriors flooded in Redtail yelled, “THUNDERCLAN! Retreat!”

The Riverclan cats roared with success as Thunderclan retreated. Then the Thunderclan cats stopped.

Redtail looked over his shoulder. “I said retre…” it was no use. They knew the battle wasn’t over, in fact it was just getting started. Cause that’s when Thunderroar stepped onto the battlefield.

Her brown coat was layered in scars from battles well fought and her eyes shone with green.

Oakheart’s ears fell flat and he stepped back as Thunderroar emerged from the bushes and stood at her full height. 16 inches at the shoulder. “You dare come onto our territory uninvited Oakheart? You dare and try to take by force what could have been shared through negotiation?” Her jaw wrinkled into a snarl, “Well where is your force now?”

“ATTACK!” Ordered Oakheart jumping down from the rocks and charging himself as well.

Five Riverclan cats lunged at Thunderroar including Oakheart. She grabbed one by the scruff and tossed him into two others. A forth cat ranked its claws down Thunderroar’s check. Thunderroar yowled before she lunged for him. She thrust her head under his chest and brough it up tossing him into the air. By now the other Thunderclan cats had rejoin the battle knowing that at least in battle, Thunderroar held more authority then Redtail.

A low deep growl built up in Thunderroar’s voice as she corned Oakheart. Oakheart sped under her legs and tried to attack from the side but she batted him out of the way. “Go home.” she hissed.

As Oakheart backed up he yelled, “Riverclan retreat!”