Mothwing sat in a chair by her whiteboard, sorting through her pencil box. "Aha!" she exclaimed, pulling an orange marker out of the box. She drew a line on the board, then, satisfied, put its cap on and waited.

Snowfur walked onstage, and the Warriors Got Talent theme music began to play loudly. The three chairs in front of the stage lit up, presenting Yellowfang, Mosskit and Breezepelt. Sasha swerved the camera so it was facing Snowfur, and the show began.

"Today," the white furred host announced, "Our contestants are Half Moon, Lionblaze, and-"

Snowfur looked up from her card, horrified.

"Who is it?" Mothwing asked, rushing over to see.

"It's.. It's.. She Who Must Not Be Named!"

Mosskit gasped. "Voldemort?!"

Yellowfang rolled her eyes. "Voldemort is a guy, stupid. Hey, wait," she added, "who let her watch Harry Potter anyway? That movie is PG 13, and this kit is nowhere near thirteen moons."

Snowfur's ears flattened. "It doesn't matter," she hissed.

Hawkfrost rushed onstage, and stood next to Mothwing to see the card. He gasped.

"Aw, look at my babies all together," Sasha purred. Sunset looked up at her, annoyed.

"I'm not up there," she reminded her mom.

"Well then get up there," she prompted, nudging an annoyed Sunset onstage. She pulled her phone out of her fur and took a picture.

"What do we do?" Hawkfrost asked. "Do you want me to kill her? Attack her? Throw her out?"

"Why don't we give her a try?" Snowfur suggested, a little reluctantly.

Mothwing sighed. "All right then," she sighed, walking on the board and writing the contestant's names on top, simply writing 'her' for this mysterious contestant. Snowfur took the stage again.

"Alright, toms and she-cat, please welcome... Half Moon!"

A white tribe cat pranced onstage, a long navy blue cape with yellow stars dragging behind her. She held her paw, draped with her cape, in front of her eyes and looked at the audience with a mysterious look.

"Today," she whispered, " I will tell the..." She paused for dramatic effect, then whispered spookily, "FUUUUTUUURE!"

Yellowfang hit her X button.

"Ah, Yellowfang," Half Moon meowed, approaching the gray she-cat. "I predict you will regret this choice. Tell me, is your son well?"

Yellowfang hissed, the words of course on the tip of her tongue, when the phone rang. Sasha abandoned the camera, running offstage to get it. There was silence, then Sasha came back on, phone in hand.

"Yellowfang," she called, "it's Brokenstar. He wants to speak to you. Apparently he has greencough."

Yellowfang's eyes widened, and a victorious look crossed Half Moon's face. Mosskit and Breezepelt both hit their 'like' buttons, and Half Moon marched proudly offstage. Mothwing put one x and two checks under Half Moon's name.

Snowfur went back into the spotlight. "Alright, great job, Half Moon! Next up we have... Lionblaze!"

A handsome golden tom walked onstage. "Hello," he meowed, flipping his fur, which resulted on screaming from the she-cats in the audience. "Today, I will be so singing 'Counting Stars' by One Republic." More screaming.

Lionblaze cleared his throat, and began to sing. "Lately I've been, I've been losing sleep, dreaming about the things that we could be. Baby I've been, I've been praying hard, said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars. Yeah, we'll be counting stars." Lionblaze began to dance a little, resulting in more screaming. Mosskit hit her 'like' button, and Lionblaze continued to sing. "I see this life, like a swinging vine, swing that heart across the line. In my face is flashing signs, seek it out and ye shall find. Old, but I'm not that old. Young, but I'm not that bold. I don't think the world is sold. I'm just doing what we're told."

Yellowfang hit her 'like' button.

"I-I-I-I feel something so right, by doing the wrong thing. And I-I-I-I feel something so wrong, by doing the right thing. I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie. Everything that kills me makes me feel alive."

All of Lionblaze's fangirls were singing along, now.

"Lately I've been, I've been losing sleep, dreaming about the things that we could be. But baby I've been I've been, I've been praying hard, said no more counting dollars, we'll be counting stars."

Breezepelt, with his hind legs propped up on the table and his for paws crossed, had his eyes closed and was nodding his head.

"Take that money, watch it burn, sink in the river the lessons I've learned. Take that money, watch it burn, sink in the river the lessons I've learned. Take that money, watch it burn, sink in the river the lessons I've learned."

The audience applauded and screamed some more, and Breezepelt realized with a start that the song was over. With a sigh, he pressed the 'like' button.

"This doesn't mean I like you, you know," he warned.

Lionblaze smiled anyway and skipped offstage, much to the dismay of the fangirls in the audience. Mothwing put three checks under Lionblaze's name.

"Ok," Snowfur said, walking back onstage. "Last contestant. Please welcome..." She started, then gulped. "Stargleam."

No one applauded as the purple cat with rainbow eyes walked onstage. The entire audience was silent, until one cat yelled, "Get that, that FREAK offstage!"

This set off the audience, and yowls of protest filled the auditorium.

"Please!" Snowfur cried above the noise. "For StarClan's sake, she deserves at least some recognition!"

"Thank you," Stargleam said, and took the spotlight. "Today I will be singing 'I Kissed A Girl' by Katy Perry-"

She was interrupted by the three loud buzzers from the three judge's X buttons. Hawkfrost came from offstage to drag her offstage.

"But-but-but I haven't even gone yet!" Stargleam wailed as she disappeared offstage. Mothwing inked in three x's under where she wrote 'her'.

Snowfur came back onstage. "Well that... that was that, I guess. Thank you for all coming. Lionblaze will appear on Episode 5, Battle of the Champions. Until then, please stay tuned for Episode 3!" The lights went down, and the theme music blared, almost drowned by the screams of Lionblaze's fangirls.