Cheesestar entered the den to find Briefern munching on the remains of his mouse. When she saw him, she looked away. He sighed and crouched next to her.
"I have a feeling something else happened with Flower."
"Nothing happened."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure so leave me alone." She finished the mouse and curled up. Cheesestar drooped his tail and headed out. It was time to interrogate his prisoner. After all, she doesn't have a name based on cheese which means she's evil. As he approached Flower, he lifted his chin making him look like a true leader. He stood in front of the fox den and glared at the cat.
"What do you want?" She hissed.
"I'm here to ask a few questions." He replied cooly, "First, what were you doing on our territory?"
"I wasn't on your territory, I was near it."
"Hm... why were you there?"
"I was taking a walk and looking for someone."
"Who?" He shifted closer to Flower.
"None of your business, cheese cat!"
"HOW DARE YOU INSULT THE CHEESE!?" He bellowed. Flower didn't react and just looked away. He growled and stomped away. Useless piece of rotting cheese. He went into the medicine cat den.
"Hello, Cheesestar. What brings you here?" Fetaleaf turned to him from his herbs.
"The stupid kittypet won't say anything useful." He muttered.
"Oh. Have you tried asking her?"
"Yeah, it didn't work."
"Hmm..." Fetaleaf closed his eyes. Cheesestar knew this meant he was thinking hard.
"I'll go now. Take your time to think about." He said after 10 minutes of awkward silence. The medicine cat nodded and he padded out.
YOU ARE READING
CheeseClan
ЮморWhat if, instead of the other Clans, CheeseClan came? It's tough protecting the secret of the cheese from rogues (even though everyone already knows). Follow the story of Cheesestar, the leader of CheeseClan, and how he saves his cheese... and Clan.
