"Cedarpaw!" I yelled, looking for my best friend. I awaited his response, my normally cream fur matted with mud stains as I searched in the pouring rain. I dug my claws into the slippery gorge's ground, frustrated with myself. How did I get myself into this dilemma? My best friend could be dead! I began to trace my thoughts back to how it began.
It all started when my leader assigned Cedarpaw and I to explore SkyClan's territory to become more familiar with the landmarks. He and I agreed eagerly, if not hastily, to do so. After much begging, we were given permission to complete the task with only each other, a bad decision, we would soon discover.
As soon as we left, fog began to rise in thick clustered clumps. The sky darkened with ash-grey clouds, and soon it began to rain. We lost track of each other soon after, separated by a strong landslide. And here I was now, lost and afraid, the possibility of falling into a water-filled canyon.
A yowl came from the other side of the landslide, a splash following soon after. Cedarpaw! "No!" I yelled, my eyes burning from the muddy rainwater. I blinked water out of my blue orbs, feeling my paws slip from under me as I plunged into the freezing gorge.
The cold liquid enveloped me as I tumbled around helplessly. Kicking my strong back legs in an attempt to swim to shore, I was chilled to the bone. I hit my head against a rock, and my vision faded as I sunk deeper in the flooded canyon. Starclan, help me!
Sorry it was a short prologue, the opening to mystery dungeon was short too.