I got an overwhelming response to continue and update! Thank you so much for reading my stuff and now you know how insane I am. I literally was in bed and this popped in my head and I was all, what the heck? This is the worst idea ever! Needless to say, that also meant I just had to make it into a story. Thanks for reading my prologue and giving me feedback! I really do appreciate it!


Tigerstar was interrupted from his scheming by a red blur screaming down from the heavens followed by a red and green mass with brown, um, moose, shrieking their heads off. What a beautiful sound. They plummetted toward the Dark Forest and Tigerstar, upset by this disruption but curious all the same watched them fall.

They landed about 200 paw steps away from him with a large crunching noise. The white powdery crap they landed in cushioned their fall. Tigerstar was disappointed. He wanted to see them make pancakes! But, alas, with this friggen powdery white crap the Dark Forest put up around leafbare for some 'Holiday Cheer!' had made pancake making impossible. Tigerstar should really complain. Screw holiday cheer, bah humbug.

Under normal circumstances Tigerstar would have left that mess alone, but they had interrupted his plotting time, and that was an unforgivable act. It was probably a group of new cats trying to stir up some trouble in this gosh danged forest. He got to his paws grumbling that cats have no respect for their elders he went to see who the prankster was and whether or not Tigerstar should rip him to shreds.

He approached the unmoving mass of red. He poked it with his paws. It groaned. One of the moose-mooses, meece, whatever- ran shrieking past him. He happened to notice the red nose. A radioactive moose, and Tigerstar thought he had seen it all. He poked the mass again. This time nothing happened.

Tigerstar should have stopped there. He SHOULD NOT have continued investigating the matter but no, curiousity killed the cat, or in this case, er, cat, a second time. Had Tigerstar known what he was in store for -SPOILER ALERT! He's in store for glitter, red and white cat clothing, fake beards and being happy and cheery- he would have never approached 'it.'

He watched the moose frantically prancing around in utter confusion. Tigerstar watched one slam into a black tree and crumple to the ground with its legs sticking out into the air in all different directions. He concluded that moose were not intelligent creatures.

He was just about to give up on the entire thing when he noticed something under his paw. He lifted his paw up to reveal a crumpled piece of leathery something with little black markings on it that read StarClan only knows what because-let's face it- cats can't read.

Tigerstar squinted down at it. The black markings intrigued him. Was it a note written in secret code? Maybe if he deciphered the code he could use it in his siege against the forest! He would take it to the other Dark Forest cats. Together they'd reveal its secrets. Maybe it concealed some secret he needed to know. What if it revealed Firestar's secret weakness? Tigerstar would bet almost anything it was AXE body spray, but just to be sure he should take it with him… He picked up the note in his mouth and immediately regretted it.

It tasted like absolute dirt, and not the kind you find on the ground. Think about it…

He spat it back out. And began hacking and coughing. In the split second of him throwing up his own lungs, one of the moose ran him over.

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING YOU FOXHEART!" Grumbled Tigerstar.

That's when the reindeer stopped dead like it had just been attacked by a monster and turned around to face the grumpy elderly cat.

"And what do you want," Tigerstar grunted.

The reindeer stared at Tigerstar and Tigerstar stared back.

"Are you just going to stand there?" Tigerstar barked. Oh wait, cats can't bark, let's try that again: Tigerstar hissed.

The reindeer opened his bearded muzzle and-

Unfortunately that is where our camera man got hypothermia so here is where we are ending today!


Do you want to help force Tigerstar into a red suit and pass out gifts?! IS THIS EVEN A QUESTION?! Here's how! Scroll down, down, down, WAIT STOP THAT'S TO FAR DOWN, okay, now up-ish, and SLOW DOWN THERE YOU SPEED DEMON, and then you see the review button? CLICK IT. Write a message about how much you loved the story, tell me you're going to tell Santa Claus to give me coal if I don't write another chapter (I am seriously unmotivated right now) and tell me a few gift ideas for cats. (I need some) You will get mentioned if I use your idea!

TTFN

(Ta-Ta For Now)

-InterestingIndeed