Why Tigerstar hates National Parks

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Chapter 1: The South Downs.

As the twolegs made their way through the chalky downs, a dark brown tabby tom was looking confused. His name was Tigerstar, formerly ShadowClan leader, he made his way towards a twolegplace, when he glanced up at a twoleg figure carved into the hillside. Nearby twolegs were talking about the carved twoleg. "Nobody knows how old this figure is. Some say it's Saxon in origin. But there is a carving similar, in South America. Who it is we don't know, but when you think it could represent a person who lived nearby, centuries ago." Tigerstar listened to the twolegs' words. "Saxons? South America? Centuries? Twolegs are weird!" he muttered. Then the twoleg grabbed hold of him and turned him into a kittypet. "I'm a warrior get me out of here!" Tigerstar cried.

Next Chapter: The New Forest and the nine-hundred-year-old mystery.