Hollowkit's golden eyes scanned his surroundings in confusion. There were trees all around him, but not like the trees in Shadowclan, these trees were loosing their needles, and their needles, they were wide and papery. Are they even trees? Hollowkit asked himself as he trotted through the strange forest. Then he smelled a familiar comforting smell, like pine trees and damp moss, it was the way his clan smelled! What looked like his entire clan flew past, Hollowkit felt himself being swept up into the current. They streamed through the unfamiliar territory when suddenly the forest grew darker, Hollowkit stumbled out of the river of his clan mates and found himself at the edge of a cliff, looking down into a hollow. He saw his clan mates launch themselves into another group of cats, Hollowkit saw the glint of claws, droplets of blood spun through the air like gems. The he heard Skystar, "The nursery! Get to the nursery!" The the shrieking of cats became to much, Hollowkit pressed himself into the forest floor and covered his ears with his paws-
Grey and black fur bristling with horror, Hollowkit sprang up and scrambled out of the nest, Ashfang was no longer there, it appeared as through there was no one in the den. Then a realization hit Hollowkit like a lightning bolt and he knew that that had been Thunderclan camp! His dream had been Shadowclan attacking Thunderclan camp! Hollowkit's mind didn't question it for a moment, that dream was real, or would be real, if he didn't do something about it!
The medicine den was well protected, the barrier of brambles was thick, but Hollowkit spotted a hole, small enough that only a mouse would be able to fit through it. But Hollowkit bounded over to the hole and began tearing at it gradually widening it, by the time that it was large enough to get through Hollowkit's paws were scraped and bleeding from the thorns. He wiggled out of the medicine den and looked around, the trees towered over him, looking as though they were scraping at the sky itself. The world is so big... How will I find Thunderclan in time? Hollowkit wondered frantically, then he reasoned. Well, if I go east I will surely hit the border.
Froststar watched in horror as the little kit set of determinedly in the direction of Thunderclan territory. This could ruin her whole plan! Everything she had worked for since her death! That kit could not be allowed to warn Thunderclan! Her ice blue eyes narrowed as an evil smile crawled onto her face.
"Hollowkit! Thunderclan is this way, you must hurry!" A soft but urgent voice came from the trees to Hollowkit's left.
"M-mommy?!" Hollowkit's eyes were wide with hope as he searched the trees for his mother's pale golden pelt. "Are you there?!" He stumbled over his paws as he ran towards the brambles where the voice had come from.
"No, no! This way!" The voice came from behind him now. Spinning around in confusion, Hollowkit felt tears welling up in his eyes.
"Lightpool! Mother! I- I have to go save Thunderclan! Pl-please, come back soon. I love you!" Hollowkit tore himself away from the spot and continued to run east toward Thunderclan, the fallen pine needles sticking painfully to his wounded front paws.
As Hollowkit ran, he knew he had done the right thing, he knew that Thunderclan needed him more right now than his mother needed him. But it still hurt, knowing that he had run away from the one chance to see his mother again. It hurt almost as much as seeing her die, but Hollowkit gritted his teeth and ran on. Soon the pine trees began to come less and less, the ground became firmer under his paws, a new scent washed over his tongue and nearly caused his to gag. That must be Thunderclan scent, I must be getting close .Oh, Starclan, help me find their camp! Hollowkit silently prayed.
Suddenly, before him, a snow white cat appeared, her icy blue eyes glittered coldly, "Now, I wonder what a kit like you would be doing here? This is not your territory."
Hollowkit sniffed, this cat smelled nothing like Thunderclan. Who was she? "I am looking for Thunderclan! I have an important message for them!" Meowed Hollowkit, trying to sound commanding and mature.
"Well, I am afraid that I can not allow you to do that, kit." Said the she-cat calmly. "You see, that would be, how should I put it, counterproductive to my mission." She slid her glistening white claws out slowly.
"Your mission! What do I have to do with some loners mission!" snapped Hollowkit. "Now, move, please!"
"No, I don't think I will." She jumped and pinned Hollowkit down by his tail. His tiny claws flailed as he attempted to free himself, but before he could, he felt a paw smash down on the back of his head, then again, Hollowkit was seeing bursts of color when Thunderclan scent overwhelmed him, shocked voices echoed around him as he passed into the merciful unconsciousness.
Okay... maybe I should try to make this a little less depressing... Oh well.
