Okay, so I've been in a Western mood lately. So I'm writing a Wild West story.

The West used to be wild. With those Texas Longhorns and all. Curse you, history class!

Anyway, the cats in this story are Breezepaw (He's made an apprentice because he was more fun then), Crowfrost, Kinkfur, Dewspots, Otterheart, and Rainstorm. Breezepaw, Rainstorm, and Crowfrost are all toms, and Kinkfur, Dewspots, and Otterheart are all she-cats.

Oh yes, Spottedpaw appears, as well as Whitewater the half-blind crook. Or Whitewater the Crook. She prefers the second one.

All cats in this story were taken out of Eclipse, except for Spottedpaw.

Breezepaw, Dewspots, Kinkfur, Crowfrost, Otterheart, and Rainstorm stepped off of the bus that brought them to a ghost town. Then the bus broke down and got taken away for repairs.

"Why'd we come here?" Crowfrost asked, since he sometimes can't remember things.

"I came to get away from Whitewater," Dewspots shivered. "She's become scary."

"Same here," Breezepaw added. "She's been taking away the moss from the apprentices."

"I have no idea why any of the rest of us are here," Otterheart mewed after a short silence.

"I was told there was going to be a sheriff here," Dewspots muttered angrily.

"What do you mean I have to be the sheriff?" a very familiar voice asked indignantly. There was a muffled explanation, then the voice asked another question. "Why do you mean Saria Fox has that virus starting with A worse than I do and well infect them all if she's sherrif? OH, nevermind, I'll do it."

Then all of the sudden, Spottedpaw appeared in front of them with a suitcase, a cowboy hat, and a sheriff badge that she bought in a souvenir store.

"...Happy Halloween!" Kinkfur shouted, since she hasn't had a speaking part yet.

"Welcome to the Wild West! I'm Spottedpaw, the sherrif of Ghost Town 89, and this is Ghost Town 89, where you now live!" Spottedpaw shouted.

"...We kind of knew who you are," Breezepaw growled.

"Actually, I don't think they have. They're not major characters. Ever. So now they know who I am."

"Why'd we get sent here?" Kinkfur asked.

"I need something to do since I won't be on television for awhile, not counting that trial I can't get out of," Spottedpaw replied. "So I decided 'Why not become the sheriff of a random ghost town with only six other Clan cat citizens?' And now, I'm standing here, telling you things you don't need to know."

"Do we have dens?" Dewspots asked, since she wanted to ask something before Kinkfur interupted her again, as she had done every other time she has spoken.

"There are a bunch of abandoned Twoleg nests, take your pick," Spottedpaw told them. Then she walked into the Twoleg nest that said 'Police Station' on it and made a nest for herself so that she could live in there.

Breezepaw moved into House 1. Crowfrost moved into House 2. Rainstorm moved into House 3. Dewspots moved into House 4. Kinkfur moved into House 5. Otterheart moved into House 6. No, there is no pattern in that at all. Okay, fine, there is. That doesn't prove anything, I'll just forget it and refer back to this paragraph often.

After everyone moved in, the six Clan cats all got together and talked about anything that came to mind, since there's really nothing else to do in a ghost town. Spottedpaw was drawing on a memo pad, waiting for disaster to strike.

But no one knew that another cat was coming, and this cat was a half-blind villain. Runningstar is currently tracking this villain, but she is unsure how the half-blind cat is traveling.

And nothing of interest happened for three days. Nothing, that is, until the villain came to town.