I slowly pushed the door open, clinging one hand to my bag strap. Was this a good idea? Maybe, maybe not. But I had to get that note! Where was it?
"Welcome," I let out a startled yelp, whipping around. My dreads flew into my eyes, and I blew them up, shaking.
"Who said that?!" I felt my breathing speed up, and begin to back myself towards the door.
"Please. Stay, young twoleg. I just want to talk to you." A cat. I couldn't believe my ears. A cat was talking to me. As if she had been waiting!
"My name is Bluestar. I am a StarClan warrior now, and have an omen. A young male twoleg will save the Clans and his own kind, but it will take years. Are you the one?" I shrugged slowly, still a bit scared.
"What is your name, I mean, now?" Bluestar looked at me, her deep gaze sending a shiver down my spine. I back up again, running straight into a wall.
"M-Martin." I said shakily, my grip on my bag strap tightening.
"Martin. That sounds familiar." Bluestar tipped her head, definitely thinking about something. She stood up from her position, and came up to me, tail erect.
"Firestar!" I swallow hard as another cat, an orange tabby tom, poked his head around the corner of the room.
"Yes?" He asked, then saw me. "Jaypelt!" I grunt, confused. What?! Had that cat just called me Jaypelt?
"So, it is him?" Bluestar demanded in a hushed tone. Firestar nodded, and I swallow.
"Then...why am I here?" I asked. A sudden yowl caused both cats to whip around, question unanswered. Firestar lashed his tail, and it whips me in the face. I yelp, and Bluestar leaps onto the counter next to me.
"Tigerstar." She hissed. Then to me, she said: "Stay there. Hide, because he'll be coming after you next. We're here to protect you, I promise."
"Take this. Take it and hold on to it very tightly." Firestar held a gold chain in his teeth, and as Bluestar yowls a battle warning, I grab it from the tabby tom. He turns to the fight, and I sank down to the floor, hiding between the two cabinets.