From Rogues to Leaders part one: Stripes Speaks

Stripes: It's been a while since you joined MudClan for a story, hasn't it, traveler? Well, I will start by introducing you to myself and my companions.

I started out with the name of Stripes. My mate, Clawpelt, and I have three kits. My two oldest, Cold and Minnow, were always my favorite. Cold was adopted after his mother had been killed by a fox, but I loved him just as much. They were strong and brave, and I was very proud of them. Their brother, the runt of the litter, was no such cat. He was a small brown tom with a black circle around one of his eyes. I called him Little, because he was so small.

Clawpelt and I soon found ourselves on an island that we were eager to make into our home. There was only one problem; the clans. Clawpelt had been a part of MudClan, once upon a time, but he'd been quickly driven out when Snakestar attacked GreenClan.

MudClan was now desperate for a leader, as their old one had died and they were being led by the GreenClan leader Stormstar. They were happy to let me join them, as they could see my potential to be a perfect leader.

They gave me the name Stripedpelt, named after Clawpelt, who died soon after joining MudClan. I knew I loved MudClan and was determined to make myself the best leader they had ever had, even if it meant doing what I did. I invited my rogue friend, Moonbeam, into the clan and made her deputy. She was pregnant at the time, and soon brought new kits to the clan.

Cold, my adopted son, decided to join GreenClan instead of MudClan. Little soon followed, and they became Coldpaw and Littlepaw. My daughter, Minnow, became Minnowleap of GreenClan.

Unbeknownst to me, my littlest son had the biggest heart. He soon became a respected warrior...