"What's happening?" a young tom meowed behind the Thunderpath. The she-cat next to him widened her amber eyes as they stared.

"I don't know… the Twolegs are doing something. Something with those bees. And why are there so many hives?"

"I don't know…" the tom murmured.

"Well, I'm suspicious, and I'm going to find out." The she-cat rose to her paws. "Keep watch for me." She looked to the left. Then, right. One paw in front of the other, she ran. A monster passed by, but missed her by a tail.

The tom watched nervously.

As the she-cat stepped onto grass once again, a large amount of humming made her jump. When she turned, she found millions, maybe thousands of bees trapped in a silver box. You could see through it. "Oh my gosh…" she gasped.

She turned. More boxes. More hives. Tons of sticky goop stuck to her paws. Was it just her, or was the grass becoming slimy? She cautiously licked her pad. It tasted sweet and tangy, she couldn't help but lick a few more times.

"Honey…" she whispered to herself.

Her ears pricked. Someone was coming! Instinct told her to hide. She dived for a nearby bush.

What she saw there made her scream. There were tons of bees, buzzing around, frantically bumping into each other.

Heart beating like mad now, she ran. Oh how she ran! She sped out of the bush like lightning and crossed the Thunderpath without once turning to check if a monster was coming her way. It was too terrifying for her.

The tom looked shocked to see her looking so panicked. "What happened over there? I heard you scream. Did you get stung?"

"No." she panted. "In the bush, I saw…" she gasped. "I saw bees. They were flying everywhere. And more of them were kept in shiny silver boxes. The ground was covered in honey! Take a look at my pad!" Urgently, she showed him her sticky, goopy, shining pad. He licked it. He smiled and licked his lips.

"That's good honey." he purred.

"Not the honey!" she snapped. "We have to find out what these Twolegs are doing with all these bees and why! I never saw bees in those numbers before. What if they take over the forest?"

"They can't. They're only bees."

"So?" The she-cat gave him a defiant stare. "Think of the ant. One may not be able to take you down, but if the whole colony joins together, they can bring you to your last legs." Her chest fur puffed out with conviction as she meowed her words.

The tom found her point. He silenced himself. "What are we going to do?"

"We must tell the Clans. We may not live with any of them, but we have to convince them that they have something to worry about. I am sure Leafstar would understand. I haven't seen her since-" She paused. There was no time for this nonsense! She shook her head.

"We must gather proof and bring it to them. We cannot bring every Clan to this area. They'll fight for territory purposes. We must bring a sample of everything here to show them." She looked thoughtful. "We each will steal one silver box. They're bound to believe us then. Quick! We don't have much time before the species reproduce!"

The tom still felt unsure about this. Bees? Take over the forest? He laughed to himself. Such nonsense. But he knew what would happen if he got her angry, so he decided to play along.

"How are we going to get those boxes? They are too large for us to carry." he meowed.

"Must you always doubt yourself? Come on!" With silent swiftness, she maneuvered her way over the Thunderpath once more. This time, the tom followed.

But was it true? Was it possible for bees to get that much power? He couldn't help think this. Perhaps he shouldn't just play along. As they neared, he felt his paws squish themselves into the soggy, sticky soil, and his head rung with buzzing.

He finally decided that this wasn't nonsense. It was reality. And he had to deal with it.