Rusty was dreaming. He had the same dream for the past two nights. He found the dream quite desturbing.
He drempt that a mouse was runing through pink, sparkley grass while holding a rose. He was chasing the mouse against his will. The mouse scared him, because it was the size of a large tree. But, every time he got close to 'Mousezilla', he woke up.
I need some fresh air he though as he went through the kitty door. when he went out into his backyard, he saw his friend Fudge.
"Hi fudge!" Rusty said.
"Hi" Fudge said.
"I'm going to explore the woods." Rusty said, jumping off of the fence.
"Okay don't get eaten!" Fudge said.
Rusty was hunting a mouse.
"Hi I'm Greypaw!" Greypaw said.
"I'm Rusty."
"Do you want to train to be a warrior?" Bluestar said.
"Kitty-pets can't be warriors! They don't have warrior blood." Greypaw said.
"Warrior blood. To much of that has been spilt lately." Bluestar said. "I'm serious, we started a blood bank, but somebody accidentally spilt it all!" She looked at Lionheart.
"How many times do I have to appoligize?!" Lionheart said.
"452!" Bluestar said. She turned to face Rusty "Rusty if you want to join Importantclan come here tomarrow at noon."
The cats began to leave. Greypaw turned around.
"Come alone, and ya better have all the Do Re Me when ya come." Greypaw said.
"Greypaw give it a rest all ready!" Bluestar said.
"Fine." The young grey cat mummbled.