Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.
Day 1
Bright flashes, a pain at my side, that's all I can remember. Everything is at loss right now. I can't move. I'm not sure why I'm here either. I remember running. Running from a terrible monster. It had feet so large, and a dreadful smell. Tearing down every tree in sight… I still remember StarClan, for how could I forget it? But that's all I can remember… for now.
Day 2
I can move my paws now. It hurts to move… I pray to StarClan to help me through it all. The pain is unbearable when I try to get up. Sometimes I just want to give up. I feel tired, I must rest. Maybe I will remember more tomorrow.
Day 4
My name is Fireheart, of ThunderClan. I am deputy, and Bluestar is my leader. My body has recovered quite well. Still I have a few open sores; they should heal nicely though. Now I remember more than ever, but now Silverpelt is shining and I should get some sleep for tomorrow.
Day 5
Searching for a Clan was not easy at the least. I wasn't even sure if I was in the right territory. I do remember the four Clans though; Thunder, Wind, River, and ShadowClan. It's getting harder and harder to provide food for myself...
Day 10
When I was sleeping last night I had an odd flashback. I was wet, maybe from a river but I am not sure. Managing to pull away from the main flow, I crawled onto a mysterious terrain. Checking if my limbs were still intact I tried to get up. The pain went through my whole body and I fainted.
Sandstorm
He has been away for quite some time now. I can't sleep at night sometimes worrying about him… If only Bluestar didn't send him to RiverClan for help! Oh, the fire was put out anyway. All that wet moss Yellowfang had really paid off. I just pray that he will be alright and come back to me. Please come back safe.
A/N - This is a short story with a few chapters.
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