I like this chapter. 3 Even though it's short (only 469 words, including the title) I think it's good! :3 I should TOTALLY write a full-blown story about how they get back to their Clan, though. ;)
Lost
Greenpaw ran desperately back and forth through the forest, wondering where she was.
"Firepaw," she panted, "I don't think we should have come this far. I think Luna was lying to us."
"I-I think so, t-too," Firepaw panted. His bright orange fur was sticking up in clumps. He looked as if he hadn't groomed himself for days. He was just stressed.
"What should we do?!" Greenpaw yowled desperately. "I don't want to be lost out here forever!"
"Me, neither," Firepaw mewed quietly.
"So what do we do?" Greenpaw wailed.
"Be quiet!" Firepaw hissed suddenly. Greenpaw, startled, shut up. "We're never going to get anywhere if we keep acting like this; you hear?"
Greenpaw nodded hesitantly. "Y-Yes, Firepaw."
"Therefore, we should be calm and try to find a way out of this mess. We will try to follow our trail back as far as we can, and then, after that, once we lose the trail, then we will look around to see if there's anything we recognize. And we won't panic," Firepaw decided.
"That sounds g-good," Greenpaw sniffled.
"Great; let's go," Firepaw said, sounding satisfied.
They set off together; Firepaw full of quiet purpose, and Greenpaw silently grumbling to herself about how nerve-wracking this was.
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They searched for hours on end, stopping only to eat and take short rests.
"Do you think we'll ever get home?" Greenpaw asked Firepaw sadly.
"I-I don't know," Firepaw admitted. "My plan is one of the best you can think of in a time like this, but…. it only works if you still have a scent trail to follow, or things to recognize, o-or haven't gotten very far away from home." Firepaw looked Greenpaw sadly in the eye. "If this doesn't work, we may never get back."
"No!" Greenpaw yowled. "You're lying! It isn't true!"
"Unfortunately, it might be," Firepaw reasoned. "But…. we may be able to get back home…. we just have to keep determined…. set on the path…. and, oh; it won't hurt to keep praying to StarClan."
"Keep praying to StarClan," Greenpaw was muttering to herself. "Be determined…. keep your paws set on the path...."
"Greenpaw…. are you okay….?" asked Firepaw worriedly.
"I've got it!" she yowled suddenly. "We've just got to keep following the path!"
"That's what I said," Firepaw explained, sounding annoyed. "It's—"
"No!" Greenpaw yowled excitedly. "It's not like that! Keep looking! There's a path from StarClan in front of us…."
Firepaw looked hard. "I can see it, too!" he mewed excitedly.
"Let's go!" Greenpaw cried, skipping off. "I can hardly wait!"
Firepaw followed her happily. So, the two were not lost, after all.
