"Brindleface, breathe and push," Cinderpelt meowed urgently. "You can do it!" Who said that? Whitestorm! He was here. But wait, Whitestorm, don't leave! Noooooooo, and I fell into a pool of nothingness.
A young grey tom with darker flecks was fighting side to side with a mini Tigerclaw?
"Ashpaw!!!!" A young copy of him yelled.
Ashpaw? Who is he?
The tom had 3 dogs chasing him with their teeth out. Is he going to die?
"Now, I , Firestar, name you Ashfur." "Ashfur, Ashfur," the whole clan called out.
Firestar? What happened to Bluestar?
"Squirrelflight, come here!" He meowed to a pretty ginger she-cat.
His mate?
"I'm sorry, Ashfur, but you are defending me all the time, I need my own life."
What was she doing?
" Now, tell your apprentice what I just told you, and then get here quickly to help me with the fox trap, and we will murder Firestar!" "Got it!"
Murder? He was going to kill the leader?
" Now I will kill your kits to show you how I felt, how my heart got ripped out!"
Oh great, now he was murdering kits!
" You need to die, Ashfur!" " Yeah, and you will kill me? Yeah right!" "Yes, I will kill you!"
He's dead!
I wake up. "Cinderpelt What happened?" "You fainted, that doesn't normally happen, but there's another one coming, get ready!!!!!!"
