Jessica's POV
Okay don't freak out.
Not working.
Jessica paced back and forward in the small clearing. Okay. Her B.F.F.'s and herself were stuck in cats body's. They knew for sure because it had been three days and they still were in cat body's. So what to do? Well first the logical thing to do would be find water and food. But then again six people turning into cats doesn't sound logical. Oh, well its worth a shot. She turned to her friends and said,
"Okay guys I got a plan. We find some water and figure out how to catch food."
"Well that's a good plan, but how exactly are we supposed to 'catch' food?" Ethan asked.
"Well we are cats. So anyone have any idea how to hunt mice?" asked Liam. About five people turned to look at me.
"I do" I say with a sigh.
"Great then you can teach us!" Lindsay meowed happily.
"Wait one second Lindsay, I never said I was any good! I have never hunted in my life!" I hissed.
"Well now would be a good time to start," Danike meowed quietly, nodding in the direction of a mouse nibbling a seed. I immediately dropped into, or at least what I assumed was, a hunters crouch, judging by what I read in Erin Hunter's novels.
'Spread your paws apart more, you need to spread your weight out,' A voice whispered in my ear, 'and make sure you're downwind of your prey.' I obeyed quickly, shifting my weight and sniffing the air to check my position.
'Thank you, what's your name?' I thought.
'Whitestorm' the voice said, 'and your welcome.' And just like that he was gone, disappearing in an instant.
I slowly crept across the forest floor, intent on catching my mouse. I kept my paw steps light, so the mouse wouldn't feel me coming, and my tail hovering just above the leaf litter, so the leaves wouldn't rattle. I sprung and landed about a foot from the mouse.
'No!' I jump again and just barely caught it. Stupid cat body.
I turn and drop the mouse at Danike's paws. "You saw it, you deserve it," I said.
"Yes but you caught it," she replied.
"Yes but I'm the only one who can hunt, and you guys need to eat."
"So you eat it so you can catch more."
"Fine but only because I have to feed you guys to," and I gulp down the mouse, fur and all, because I have a pet cat who enjoys eating in front of me. So I know, OK?
It wasn't until later that I realized why the name sounded familiar.
Whitestorm had been a senior warrior in ThunderClan when Firestar arrived.
Wait, that meant the clans were real!
Suddenly our future seems brighter.
A/N sorry its short and bad but I will post lots read and review
A/N sorry its short and bad, but I will post lots of small chapters. Read and review please.
A/N sorry its short, and bad, but i will post lots of small chapters, please review!