This is my first fanfiction so…yeah. Also don't expect regular updates! I have adhd! Also I own nothing… Anyways… on to the story!
Firestar walked into camp with his head high but his eyes sad.
"What's going on?" said Brambleclaw. Firestar simply gestured with his tail for his deputy to wait. Brambleclaw noticed Sandstorm and Leafpool shooting him hostile, accusing glares. What in the name of Starclan is going on?
He turned his head to Firestar, who was calling a clan meeting. As soon as the clan had gathered he began to speak.
"It is with deep sorrow that I must inform you that…" he trailed off as if what he was about to say was unbearably painful for him.
"Get on with it!" Mousefur shouted grumpily. "We're not getting any younger!"
The leader nodded.
"Very well then. Squirrelflight is… Gone."
I know its short but this is a prologue so… R&R please!