A/N: I do not own the Warriors series, Erin Hunter does
The Ground Runs Red Pt:3
His eyes jolted open, he looked around and saw no one near him. He staggered to his legs and got a better feel for his surroundings. He was in some kind of den and the den smelled of the cat that he saw before he passed out. He got an idea, maybe if he smelled around he would be able to see if any cats were near. He opened mouth slightly and started to smell. He couldn't smell anything, then all of the sudden, he smelled a smell that brought back bad memories. He looked down at his body to see himself covered in the blood of the rouge cat and she-cat he had killed to escape. He looked around to see if there was anything else in the den. He saw and entrance and decided to walk through it. He wished he hadn't have done it.
Outside of the den sat the four cats that dragged him into this place, which looked like a camp of some sort. The four cats surrounded him and got into fighting stances. He wouldn't dare fight back against these cats. There were too many around him to do that. He looked around and saw a fifth cat join the group but this one did not got into a fight stance instead he called the other four cats off and walked up to him. "Hello young one" said the fifth cat. "I bet your wondering where you are, your in Thunderclan camp." The older cat didn't give him anytime to talk. "I would like to ask you a question young one, why are you in our woods and what brought you here." He didn't answer but only looked down in memory of his fallen home. He looked back up and said " Death brought me to these woods and revenge brought me here." The older cat looked at him with big eyes. "What happened" asked the older cat. The cat looked up and said "A group of rouges wiped out my home, my family and my friends, that's why I'm here."
"I have one more question" said the older cat. "What's your name." He looked around franticly, he couldn't remember his name. He probably lost it like he lost his family and became nameless and homeless. He looked up at the older cat and said "I…. I don't remember my name." The older cat looked at him in surprised and then looked like he was in deep thought. He looked back up and said "your name will be Solus while you stay with us, you may accept it as your own name or not, its your choice." Solus nodded and the older cat started to walk away. "Wait" yelled Solus, "you didn't tell me your name." The older cat looked over his shoulders and yelled "my name is Whitestar." Whitestar didn't stop walking so Solus went back inside the den he woke up in. His mind swam with all that has happened. Maybe, just maybe this could be his new home and if it was, he wasn't going to let anyone destroy it like his last one was destroyed. He would protect it with his life.
Three chapters in three days, I must have a good work ethic. I hope you enjoy this chapter because I promise that the next one will be bloody.
I intend for these chapters to get progressivly longer so if you don't like these short chapters then hang in there, they'll get long (eventually)