And the World Kept on Turning

by ShadowClan7

I was bored, so I wrote something short, and a little bit sad. How one of the three dies. Pretty obvious who once you start reading. One-Shot. Rated K because I feel like it. Not exactly a poem, but I put in that category anyway.

4. Dusty

Umm... hi. Another short one. Sorry. I think most of them are going to be short from now on because I write most of them at school during class! XD

-Shadow

And the World Kept on Turning

-Dusty-

You probably don't know who I am, so that's what I'll start off with. My name is Dusty, and I was a kittypet back before the forest was filled with warrior cats. One night, I was tempted out of my home by the soft smells of the grass, ferns and trees.

Back then, many cats lived in the forest, but mostly individually and with overlapping boundaries. As you've probably already guessed, we all fought constantly and many cats died, but the worst of all was in a great bug hollow with four towering oak trees. We all met there, one night, at the Full Moon, and we fought. And fought, and fought. We fought so much that by the time we were finished, we all fell asleep. Right there, in our own blood and the blood of other cats.

More than half of our numbers were lost that night. Including me.

When I looked down at what we had lost, you couldn't imagine how disappointed I was. So that's what I told them. I gave them a simple message.

Unite or die. Believe it or not, they listened.

And the world kept on turning.