A small reddish brown cat was crouching down on a rock next to an underground stream.
"Stupid Foxpaw!" He yowled,"Why didn't I find a way out yet!"
The only answer Foxpaw had was the echo bouncing of the cave walls. He was stuck in a tunnel for over two moons now, and he missed his family and friends. He was finding little to eat, and little bedding to use. However hard Foxpaw tried, he still couldn't find an exit to the prison. He occasionally heard a distant yowl calling for him, but he never found out who yowled because he never found a way close enough. The small stream was his only source of food, and he didn't even like the small fish.
Foxpaw was only hunting with his mentor, Mapleleaf, when the ground collapsed beneath him as he was stalking a squirrel near a beech tree. He later found himself in a dark tunnel, and he ached all over . He walked through the left of the tunnel, and found the stream soon afterward. He slowly lost confidence that he would get home as the days went on, and he lost track of time.
Foxpaw was woken by the sound of a cat yowling.
The voice yowled,"Is anycat there? I need help!"
"I'm coming!"Foxpaw yowled back.
When Foxpaw got there he saw a young she cat with a blue-gray pelt, and her tail was stuck under a rock.
"Please get the rock off my tail."She mewed.
Who should I name the she-cat.
Is she a loner, kittypet, or clan cat?
Please comment to let me know.
Btw this is my first story so sorry if it isn't the best.
I will continue the story on saturday.
