Prologue
"Testing, testing," meowed Rainwhisker into the microphone. His mew rang through the studio. Pleased, he sat down in his judges chair.
"Bring in the first candidate," he said. Leopardstar sat next to him, lapping Diet Pepsi from a small bowl. Ferncloud sat on his other side, grooming herself.
"Okay, Rainwhisker." Foxleap grabbed a clipboard in his jaws and walked through the bramble tunnel to the waiting room, coming back with a very nervous Silverstream. Foxleap led her up onto the stage, made from a long, flat rock.
"Hi, I'm Silverstream-"
"This is StarClan, Silverstream. Everyone knows you." She ducked her head in embarassment. She quickly did her audition.
"Horrible!" yowled Leopardstar. She took another mouthful of Diet Pepsi. "No excitement!" Silverstream drooped her tail.
"I have to agree. That was horrible," meowed Rainwhisker. "Your voice lacked emotion." Silverstream snorted, stomping out.
"That went well," meowed Ferncloud sarcastically. Rainwhisker sighed.
"What are we going to do? Next!" he added to Foxleap, who brought in Hollowflight. The brown tabby flashed a sparkling glance at Leopardstar, and started his audition. He quickly got the part, and purred as he exited.
"Now we need the she-cat," meowed Ferncloud, lapping up some Starbucks coffee. "Foxleap! Dismiss the rest of the toms! And bring in a she-cat!" The ginger tom grabbed his clipboard and streaked out, almost immediately returning with a tortoiseshell she-cat.
"Hello, Olivenose," meowed Rainwhisker.
"I like her," meowed Leopardstar immediately.
"She didn't even-"
"I don't care! You're hired." Olivenose purred and bowed her head.
"We didn't even discuss-" Ferncloud began. Leopardstar cut her off.
"Excuse me, are you challenging a leader?" she meowed. Ferncloud sighed and subdued herself. Olivenose bowed once more.
"Thank you," she meowed. "Who will I be working with?" she asked.
"Hollowflight."
"Hollowflight and Olivenose, the two hosts of Warriors Worst!"