a/n: Okay, so I'm taking Cinderpelt1998's A Warriors Story Challenge. :) I may not update very quickly, only because this will be sort of a side project. I had a little vacation, now I need to get back to Icefire's Propechy! And also, I'm doing this on WordPad, so I don't have pages. I can only guess length. Sorry!

Lost

Ivyfrost darted through the dense undergrowth, as fast as only Thunderclan cats can go. Her heart beat like hundreds of Lionclan warriors running around in her head.

The fighting had been too much. Way to much. Blood spilled everywhere, bodies on the ground, wailing queens...

It was all she could do. She fled.

"Maybe if I run my troubles will stay behind me."

It had seemed so logical at the time, like the moments one has during insomnia. Just run.

But now there was a bigger problem. She had fled, she had kept fleeing, and kept running...

And now she was stopping.

"Where am I?" she thought to herself. She definitely wasn't on Thunderclan territory anymore- which could be a good or bad thing.

Ivyfrost paced in circles, trying to get a 360-degree view of her surroundings. The trees began to look darker, and more sinister. Her circling ceased.

Ivyfrost stood deathly still, holding her breath as the wind whistled in an echoic way. She bent down and peered under the shrubs next to her. Nothing.

She had just about calmed down when she heard a twig snap behind her. She whipped her head around to focus on a tree that looked black in the dim lighting. The lighting that was getting less and less.

"It's a Thunderclan patrol coming for me!" she didn't know whether to be relieved or worried about this. Then the more rational part of her mind stepped in.

"After you fled? They probably assumed you went back to camp. And when you went there, they figured one less coward in the clan would be no big deal. No one's coming for you."

Ivyfrost's heart sank a bit, and she sat down facing the eeire tree, still wary of the snap. And when the reality of it all hit her, she couldn't help but whimper. She was completely and totally on her own.

On her own in unfamiliar territory.

On her own in the dark.

On her own while weak.

She curled up in the center of the tight little clearing she had found, and half-slept. Finally, her drowsiness got to her, and she was thrown into dreamland... Which wasn't a big relief.

ooOOOoo

Ivyfrost was laying on the ground. A blood red sun was peaking over the horizon in the distant grassland.

"I-vyfrost... I-vyfrost..."

"Wha- who's there?" she called.

"Why did you leave Ivyfrost? How could you leave me?"

"I-I don't know who you are!" she yowled, turning around in an attempt to run from the voice. She bagan to pick up speed when something tripped her, and she tumbled to the ground.

"Oh no, oh Starclan no..." She had tripped over a body. Froststripe's body. Her friend's body.

But Froststipe's chest had a faint rise and fall. Ivyfrost emitted a sigh of relief and nosed her friends body. She stifled a yowl when Froststripe opened her eyes and stood.

"You left me. I suffered a painful end, when you fled like a coward!" she spat. "Now it's time you know what it feels like to be a true warrior."

Froststripe circled her. "Goodbye Ivyfrost."

"NO!" Ivyfrost screamed.

And then she was awake.

"F-f-froststripe?" she quietly called. Ivyfrost heard a groan.

"Go back to sleep, Ivyfrost. I'm tired."

"Is- is everything okay?"

"Besides you waking me up? It's fine. Goodnight."

With a soft sigh, Ivyfrost layed back down... and reminded herself to stay away from Chaffinches.

a/n: I had a really creepy dream last night. Which is weird, because my dreams usually consist of insanity. So the next couple categories I have to write about should be sort of depressing, but you know, 'pudding' should be a funny one. :)

~Sparkie