Chapter 11

I woke up around sunhigh, my belly growling. I climbed back out of the tunnel and blinked in the bright sunlight. I raced across the barren moor and headed to the barn where Ravenpaw and Barley live. If they let me stay there, maybe I can bring them to help the Clans during the battle; I knew that the Clans wouldn't give up their home without a fight. My muscles rippled under my fur, the sun beat down on me, giving me energy.

When I reached the barn, Ravenpaw and Barley were headed inside. I yowled, "Ravenpaw! Barley!" The toms looked around as I flew down the hill side. I reached them and panted, "Three days…. Battle…. With…. BloodClan." Barley growled, "Stupid BloodClan cats." Ravenpaw looked concerned. "We'll help if that's what you're asking. But what is your name?" I opened my jaws and whispered, "It was Treepaw, Tigerstar striped my name from me." Ravenpaw bristled. "If I find Tigerstar and battle, I swear I'll kill him myself, if StarClan allows." I shook my head. "He's dead. Scourge killed him. One wound, from chin to tail, all nine lives slipped away."

Both cats looked horrified. Barley asked, "When did you say this was going to happen?" "In three days, no, make that two." I said, as the sun went down. My stomach growled loudly, and the toms looked amused. Embarrassment flushed through my pelt. Barley flicked his tail. "You are welcomed to hunt and rest." I purred and dipped my head. "Thank you." Together, we slipped inside the barn.