Chapter 3
Only StarClan knows how long he ran. He knew one thing though. He was lost. He barely knew this territory. Even when he went to the Moonstone, he had Cinderpelt to guide him. Everywhere he went it looked the same. He was tempted to ask the ShadowClan patrols to help him get back to his own territory, but something held him back. "I guess it's for my own good," he thought. Just when he was about to give up, he smelled something. "The ShadowClan border!" he thought. He raced over to where it was. He was half right, it was the ShadowClan border But it was the one leading into WindClan. "Oh great, I'm this far from the ThunderClan border already?" He thought long and hard about how he could get back to his territory, when suddenly, he heard something. A growl. He spun around to see what made it.
When he turned around, he was staring straight into a fox's eyes.
The fox attacked first. It swiped at Firestar's muzzle and barely missed. Firestar jumped back. The fox pounced! This time he wasn't ready. The fox landed on him. He tried to get it off but he was pinned down completly. He closed his eyes expecting to feel sharp claws ripping at his neck. They didn't come. He felt the fox get off of him suddenly. He heard the fox yelp in pain and run off into the forest. "Miss me?" said a familiar voice. He opened his eyes and saw that it was Sandstorm. "Definitely!" That was the only thing he remembered saying before he went unconscious.