" Windclan has grown strong again," Tallstar announced to the cats at fourtrees. It had been days ago that Windclan had returned to their own territory. It was a rather bittersweet ending. Brownpaw's mother had been killed as Shadowclan forcefully drove them home. He remembered looking back, seeing his mother's lifeless body in front of the nusery.
"MOTH-ER!" he screamed, as Nightsky, a young warrior, had lead him out of the camp. He looked back to see Brokenstar's outline on the crest of the hill leading into Windclan territory. He could hear the evil laugh of the Shadowclan leader.
" Brownpaw?Brownpaw?" The sound of his brother's voice came." Brownpaw,snap out of it!"
"Huh?" The scene of Brokenstar's outline on the crest of the hill faded, and the scene of the moors re-appeared in front of had been in a flashback.
" We're leaving," meowed his brother, Leafpaw." Are you feeling alright?"
" I'm fine," replied Brownpaw.
He followed the rest of his clan towards as he was leaving, he could hear two voices talking , Brownpaw pricked his hears to tune in to the conversation.
" Have you heard about the Dark Forest she-cat?" meowed a cat to another.
" No,who is this?"inquired the other.
" She can be summoned every moonhigh at the moonstone. She then comes to take vengence on a cat, then drags them into the Dark forest,"
" Where do cats find her?"
" Actually, the cats summon her by going behind mothermouth and pressing their nose on a black front of it is this gray flower that is withered but is always there,"
"Hm. anyone tried it?"
"Dunno.I just only heard of the mother tells me that all of it is fake,"
"Well,if it was real,I know I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of someone's vengence,"
"Brownpaw!"
The brown apprentice jumped up,"Huh?"
" You must be really sleepy, let's go back to the camp," Leafpaw suggested..
" I'll catch up with you later, I'm going walking,"
"Want me to come along?"
"No. It's better if I go by myself.I need to clear my head," Brownpaw fibbed. He decided that now was the right time to go behind mothermouth to test the validity of what those cats said. Part of him hoped that the legend was real. The thought that Brokenstar had been allowed to get away with his crime and be responsible for the death of some of his clan members angered him. Yet at the same time, he was very doubtful that these cats were telling the truth at all.
