The cold stone under my feet felt like the surface of the sky. I could smell the mist in the air. Although I was blind, I still knew that the sky was clear, and that green-leaf was finally upon us. I padded over to the freshkill pile to have a mouse when suddenly, I heard a loud screeching noise overhead. With a look of horror, I noticed I could see. For a split second, I could see the cat-birds from my dream as clearly as day. Realising that I Wa still blind, I ran over to Lionblaze.
"Jayfeather, what are those things?" I bit back a sharp retort. "I don't know, if I wasn't blind maybe I could tell you!" Luonblazr padded over to the entrance of the camp, and began calling cats. "Hey Bramblestar, let's call a patrol to see what those are!" Ummediatly, Squirrelflight padded over to the entrance, taking the lead.
"Alright, Berrynose and Sparkpaw, Let's go. Alderpaw and Jayfeather, wake Leafpool and tell her about this," Squirrelflight was cut off by her sister's response.
"No need, I am already here. Oh, and by the way, their owls!" Leafpool yowled, sending the three cats out to investigate. I had to figure this out. I snuck out through the commotion and began to follow their scent.
When we finally got there, I heard a scraping sound, as an owl scraped a branch overhead. "Who's there?" Squirrelflight proceeded to ask. A new voice spoke in a high-pitched tune: "Y-y-you can talk?" Squirrelflight looked at the black owl with a vicious scowl, sending the owl flying away. "Prey stealer!" The other three cats raced after the owl, until it was too far to follow.
So many questions were buzzing through my head, but the worst one still lingered, even ad I drifted into sleep. Were they really the prey-stealers, or are we?