Brightpaw's POV
A mouse nibbled on a seed. I crouched a fox-length away, tail brushing the dry leaves.
I slowly creeped forward, my paws barely making a crunch. A loud meow made me jump.
The mouse, terrified raced down a hole. The trees shook violently and the loud wind seemed to scream, "Brightpaw! Brightpaw!"
"AHH!" I yelped, my fur bristled and ears flat to my head. A white paw shook me. "Brightpaw? Wake up." I blinked to see Swiftpaw.
"Oh, h...hi Swiftpaw." The black-and-white tom purred. "Come, all the apprentices are waiting." I shook my head.
"Ready for what?" Swiftpaw blinked at me. "Were gonna attack the dogs."
