My Little Warrior Cats

by Firelight Speckled

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Crossover, Adventure
Length: 946

Now Sparkle's mother and father are kittypets -her brother left a while ago, to be with another housefolk- but she just didn't want any of that! So one day she wandered outside. Then she found Spike, a fox kit. Her housefolk screamed and ran when they saw her bring him into the house! So she ran away. Dreadfully skinny, she and Spike wandered into the woods looking for food… But finding something a bit more complicated.

Yes this an a Warrior Cats and MLP crossover!!!! I hope it wouldn't suck! :ajsmug::rainbowdetermined2::fluttershyouch::scootangel: and here's a Derpy 4 u! :derpytongue2:

Sorry my first real crossover! Plz tell me y u hate it!

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-08-14 00:02:50 UTC

Meeting the wild cats

Spike and I walked into the forest. The huge trees and strange plants grew everywhere, and to be honest I was scared. I didn't want to admit that to Spike. He would probably freak out. I was only a kit myself actually. Around six moons old. I thought of my brother. He was from another litter. He was white and black kinda like me but he was all white with only a few patches of black. His name was Shining. I walked carefully past a rabbit hole. I didn't want Spike to fall off my back and get lost down there.

We walked for around twenty minutes when Spike straighten up and began sniffing the air. I immediately went on high alert. It could be a adult fox! Or a badger! Oh, coming out to the forest was a bad idea! My ears went back. My eyes darted around. But there was no immediate threat I could see or smell. Or hear for that matter.

"Sparkle! There's a cat coming!" Spike said. I sniffed again. He was right. A she-cat, but just any she-cat, a wild she-cat! Okay, okay, my tail may of puffed out a bit. But when the she-cat emerged, I noticed she was just a kitten! Around my age, in fact. She had a rosey colored pelt and bright blue eyes. She looked at me with curiosity rather than anger. Spike wagged his tail, an annoying trait that he 'picked up' from seeing a dog do it.

"Come on, Sparkle! Maybe the cats in the forest have interesting things to talk about!" He said jumping off of me and pushing me toward the new cat. She was my size. But she looked like she was made for hunting. I was normally not shy, but something about her made me uneasy.

"Uhm. Hi?" I said. She stood there for a moment then, her eyes widened. He gasped and ran underneath the underbrush. "Well, that was interesting" I remarked. Spike sighed and we kept on walking.

After a while, we ran into of course another wild cat. This time, the she-cat was not as strange. She was a mix of a light brown and a orange. Her eyes were the color of a dark green fern leaf. She jumped on to me pinning me down. But there was no signs of aggression.

"Howdy, y'all! My name is Applepaw, what's your name?" She asked. She had a very intimidating eyes.

"Ugh. Sparkle? And this is Spike my- Gah!" Applepaw jumped off of me, her ears back, her fur stood up. She hissed at Spike.

"Let me get rid of this, varmint!" She hissed.

Introduction

"Sparkle? Cant we just find some food?" Spike asked. I looked down at him. His tiny little red and white body, shaking.

"Spike, I'm not a scavenger. I'm a kittypets." I looked down at my body, discussed with it. My head was white, but it slowly turned to the color black -the tip of my tail-. My mother, father, and brother were all kittypets. But two weeks ago, I wandered a little father than normal. That's when I found Spike. He was curled up in a cardboard box, shivering and slowly dying. So I brought him back to my housefolk, thinking that they would take care of him like they did for my parents and me. But instead they screamed. I tried to explain to my parents, but all they said was 'You aren't one of those wild cats! If you are going to be a kittypet, stop this nonsense and go put that fox back out of the wild!' I walked out with Spike but didn't go back.

"We could go out into the forest! Your mentor, Sunstar, would be there." He suggested. His little black eyes were strongest than when I first found him.

"Maybe, bit Spike-" I tried to tell him. But he jumped up and interrupted me.

"Great!" He said. "Can we go now!?" He asked. I sighed. I glanced over at my tail, it was twitching like crazy. But this was for Spike, he was like my little brother.

"Fine. But only to see Sunstar for learning." I had always wanted to learn how to hunt and survive without my housefolk, and this can be a good time to learn.

"But remember what Sunstar said?" I rolled my eyes. Spike stood up on his hind paws and placed one of his front paws on my shoulder.

"Of course I did. She is my mentor and I am her student!" I told him. Sunstar had came to see me a few day after I found Spike. Sunstar was a pure white she-cat, but her eyes were multicolored. The right one was a light blue and the left was a light green. She was a bit startled to see Spike.

"She said 'There is more to a young cats life than studing. If you ever come to the forest, I have a assignment for you make some friends!'" Spike said. But in my mind it was Sunstar saying it all over agiain. I groaned. But my stomach growled even louder.

"Fine. Let's go, Spike!" I said. I leaned down letting Spike climb up onto my back. He did. His little claws were kinda painful in my soft weak muscles, but Spike looked exhausted. From how small he was, I assumed he was only a day or two old. He was obviously the runt of the litter, so that explained why his mother abandoned him.  He was still really weak. Maybe when we go into the forest I can find us a mouse to eat.