The wind blew wildly and the trees shook violently. One scared looking mouse fled to its home, squealing from the ruckus the cats nearby were making. The mouse peered cautiously out of its home, seeing two very angry-looking cats scratching a pretty looking white one.
"Please! I meant no harm! I didn't do it! It's just a misunderstanding!" the white cat begged.
"Get out of our territory, you stupid, mangy, fox heart!" a grey tabby tom that was fighting her growled. The white cat whimpered in terror and ran off.
"I hope that is the last I ever see of her." the other cat said.
"Me too. " the tom mewed back.
The white she-cat padded by herself along the river bank. Why does this happen to me? What has StarClan done to me?
Unexpectedly, she burst into tears. As she cried, she remembered her past moons. She would always cause trouble, or so other cats say. Then at the end when the leader thought they had enough of her, they would fight her off, or if she was lucky enough, chase her or escort her to the end of the their territory.
Why!?
HAI!
bai!