Hope ya like the second chapter of this story.


Breezepaw looked back at the Starclan camp for the last time. She sighed. Stupid other cats and their exception rules, she thought angrily. Without regret, she bounded into the unknown.

After a few minutes of traveling, Breezepaw saw a small silver pool. What is that? Breezepaw leaned in for a closer look, and she was caught unbalanced by the wind. Suddenly, Breezepaw pitched forward into the pool and disappeared into the unknown.


Breezepaw hit the ground hard. She looked up groggily and was surprised to see another cat. "Who are you?" she croaked.

"I'm Moonfeather," the cat replied. "You will be fine." Moonfeather, apparently a medicine cat, muttered "Who are you? Why are you at the Moonpool?"

Later, Breezepaw realized that Moonfeather was not from Starclan.


Sorry super short. I DO NOT OWN WARRIORS.

- Raining Stashine