A/N: Okay, I'm horrible at these. This is my first story, so I will NEED your criticism. Also, my 'TextEdit' app that I write with has a horrible spelling- so bear with me. :-) If you haven't read Into The Wild, good luck my friend. :3

Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, but if it's for sale...*grabs a wad of cash*

You pad into the elders den, ready for a good story. Blazingpelt always had good

stories- you would bet your fresh kill on that. Sparrowstar had said to check the elders for ticks- but even he knew all you would get from the elders was a good story- even the warriors liked them! Blazingpelt's stories were all true, and he would never leave out a part, how the eagle had barley missed the prickling furs of the kittens head, and took the mouse instead, how the handsome tom, Graystripe, fell in love with that beautiful gray-silver she-cat named Silverstream.

The old, weary tom looked up. He had been sitting upright, biting on his shoulder, but had stopped and laid down as soon as you came in. He chuckled. "Come for a story, Spiritpaw?" You nodded eagerly, sitting down with the foul wad of moss still clamped in your jaws.

"Yes, well you would have to get this," he paused. "Thing," he spat before continuing, "on my shoulder. I would have ripped my pelt off just to get it on, now come here". He flicked his tail to his once-broad shoulder, where you, indeed, could see something moving between his firey-red pelt. After dabbing the wad of moss there, and seeing what looked like a tick bounce off, you started to meow eagerly.

"Now now, okay, sit there- no, not there. That's Riverprickle's nest! Starclan, she would bite your tail off, an apprentice just put some new moss in! Yes, right there." he said, and than, with a hesitating breath, he began his story.

"You see, it all happened with a young, handsome warrior named Blazingpelt. He has firry-red hair, and bright green eyes. Rather dashing, if you had asked me..."

And then, all of the elders and you had bundled up by him, to hear the greatest tale a cat had ever told. Most possibly the greatest story of the cats, young and old, lives.

A/N: That was short, I know, but I really wanted to get this story started.