I thought this might be an intresting idea, if the warriors found the warriors books... please read.

We begin with our heros engaged in a game that tests your courage.. your strength.. your intellegence... your ruthlessnes... A game called.. Sorry. YAY!

Warriors Find Warriors.

"..Sandstorm it's your turn." Squirrelflight meowed to her mother. "Right," Sandstorm looked at the stack of card and picked one up.

"SORRY! Switch places with an opponent and push them back to start. Muahaha!" Sandstorm laughed evilly. "Firestar! Your reign of terrifing winning streaks is OVER!" She yowled, throwing Firestar's orange pawn at his face and replacing it with her lighter ginger one.

"Noo! I was close to beating Tigerstar's world record!" Firestar grumbled, angirly placing his orange piece back at start.

"You might not win yet, Sandstorm!" Brambleclaw caterwauled heroicly. "I've already gotton four out of my five pieces safly home! I shall win this game, and then play Spiderpaw for hte championchip. The quest for the golden pawn is miiinneeee!" He picked up a card.

"Drat. Move backward four." He moved his dark brown pawn back four green squares. "I'll get you yet!"

"Oh please," Squirrelflight scoffed. " Brambleclaw, it's Sorry, for StarClan's sake."

"Yes.. that is evil yes.." Hawkfrost hissed. "Move forward five.. how diabolical! I shall take over the whole game!"

"Hawkfrost, your lucky we even let you play with ThunderClan. So stop muttering evil plans under you breath." Firestar snapped at the RiverClan warrior.

"You're all wrong!" Cinderpelt yowled. "Leafpool's on my team, and StarClan talks to her and tells her how to win."

"Cinderpelt! Don't tell them that!" Leafpool mewoed, agahst.

Firestar was about to command order from his argueing clan mates, when Graystripe burst into the clearing.

"Firestar! Firestar!" He yowled. "Graystripe, I've told you a million times, YES i've tried Lucky Charms. Due to your horrible math skills, you got out of the Sorry Championships on the first round. However, we-"

The deputy cut his leader off" "Look what i found while patrolling the forest!"

The crowd surrounding the Sorry board looked over.

"Hey, that looks like a picture of Firestar!" Leafpool meowed

"And that looks like me as a kit!" Graystripe exclaimed.

Squirrelflight bent in for a better look. It was a strange looking rectangular object. There was a green front and a green back, but in between was white. On the front was an orange tom, and

"Wait a moment!" Brambleclaw meowed. "I think i've seen that before! I belive it is a towleg piece of enjoyment known as a sofa."

"What do they do?" Leafpool asked, intrigued.

"Ugh... i think they prepare french dinners,"

"We shall have to take it to.. her." Firestar meowed, finishing mystically.

Everyone gasped. "You mean... her, her? Firestar?" Sandstorm asked quietly.

"Yes. Her."

Really!" Cinderpelt exclaimed.

"Really really?"

"yes"

"Really really really?"

"Yes."

Really Really really rea-

"YES! for starclans sake Cinderepelt YES."

"I knew we shouldn't have entroduced her to the chocolate plant.." Graystripe rolled his eyes.

"Come," Firestar said, regaining composure. "Let us go."