Smokepaw.The ShadowClan apprentice's name was stuck in her head. Moons ago, she had met Smokepaw, who seemed like a handsome tom. It was forbidden, but they agreed to meet every other night. As all of the other apprentices fell asleep, Whitepaw snuck out of camp toward the ShadowClan border, sniffing for Smokepaw's scent. Instead, she smelled a whole patrol who stampeded toward her like elephants and captured her. Whitepaw struggled, but couldn't break free. "We're taking you to Brightstar,"one of the warriors grunted. At the sound of hearing his name and what he could do to her, she kicked didn't work, so she decided to try a new trick. She went limp.
However, the warriors were not fooled that easily, and before she knew it, they were in Brightstar's den.
"Tell me now, when is ThunderClan going to attack? You know we've crossed the border,"Brightstar asked.
Whitepaw zipped her mouth."You'll never know, fish brain!"
Too late, she realized she had said the wrong thing. Brightstar leaped at her and took her throat.
"Tell me now, or I shall kill you,"Brightstar threatened.
"If you do, You will have no secrets, just a bloodthirsty spirit,"she replied smartly. Brightstar growled, then released her.
She was sent to the corner of camp, with three warriors guarding her at all times. She was given no prey and no water, and as the days passed, she began to see the appeal of telling him.
"Call Brightstar,"she whispered weakly, and as onw went off to do so, Whitepaw releaxed her head. A diffucult decision was to be made, and she knew her choice.
She let her head fall back, waiting for the stars to take her back into a world of light as she took her final breath.
I'm sorry! This is barely 300 words
