The last battle.. | Warrior Cats Additional

:♡a missing leader

Cinderpelt awoke with a start, her head sticking up. It was pitch black outside, no movement apart from cats on guard. She stretched, wondering what had awoken her. She padded out of the den, limping across the hollow. She needed to talk to Firestar. She'd seen something, in her dream. She stumbled around to his den, but her eyes widened when she realised he wasn't there.
She took a few steps back. He wasn't a kit right? He could look after himself. She limped back to her den, a growing anxiety flooded her. Where was he?

:♡

The she cat got to her feet. It was bustling outside. Firestar! She thought, limping out. However, there was no sign of the ginger tom that usually took patrol in the morning. She spotted Whitestorm. If anyone knew where he was, it was him. The old warrior looked concerned, and he was staring towards the direction of Highstones. She dragged herself over, and sat next to Whitestorm.
'Where is he, whitestorm?' The she cat asked nervously. Whitestorm sighed.
'I do not know. He took a trip to highstones yesterday. Saying he needed to talk with Starclan. However he should be back..'
' We need to find him!'
'Yes.. we Do. I'll organise the search party. I'll take Cloudtail, Sandstorm, Dustpelt and Brightheart. The rest of you must guard camp.'
Before she could reply, Whitestorm had yowled to the cats and was leaving. Cinderpelt hoped he was okay.