The Dangerous Cat
Prologue
The squirrel was nibbling on a nut, unaware that a she-cat was stalking it.
She got into a hunters crouch and crept forward, making no sound.
The sun was shining high the sky making her pelt burn, but she ignored the burning.
She stepped on a twig and the squirrel pricked its ears and looked around.
The she-cat held her breath.
The squirrel started nibbling on the nut again.
She got ready to spring, until a loud thud made the squirrel run.
Leafpool sat up and sighed. She had never caught any prey ever since she became a warrior.
Leafpool looked around to see what that noise was.
A bush was moving.
"Who's there?" Leafpool demanded, trying to sound confident.
A black she-cat stepped from behind the bushes.
Her fur was wet, dirty, and smelled of Twoleg rubbish.
She was breathing heavily.
She looked angry.
Leafpool gasped once she knew who it was. "Hollyleaf?"
End of prologue. If I get a couple of reviews I'll start the story.