Warriors Hunger Games FH Edition

Chapter Two

Splotchheart padded into the gathering cave. This was her first Hunger Games as a potential candidate as she wondered how they would pick the names. Do they already know who will get picked? She saw Shadowclan, Windclan, Riverclan, Bloodclan, Skyclan, and some rogues and loners. They were the last to arrive.

The clan found an empty spot by Bloodclan. Splotchheart could see the excitement in the cats' eyes. There must have been at least a hundred cats.

A yowl rang throughout the hollow and all of the cats quickly went silent. They turned to the tree and a black cat appeared. Splotchheart  have been told that her Blackclaw. Half of her face was torn off by what seemed by a dog. "Welcome to the fourth annual Hunger Games! Today we will be picking the participants. We have already picked the names in advance.  We will now be picking the rogues and loners." She read off a leaf. "Pond and Twist step forward."

The two rogues stepped onto a branch, Twist was jumping excitedly wile Pond was trembling.

"I will now pick Skyclan. Fogwatcher and...." Splotchheart didn't pay attention the other name. She shifted closer to Bravepath. She also didn't hear the other clans.

"And lastly for Thunderclan, Wolfchaser and Splotchheart!" She looked up at Bravepath. They were both tearing up. "You you said you wouldn't get pi-picked." She ran up holding back sobs of tears and went up to join the rest of the cats.

Blackclaw stepped foward, shushing the cats. "These cats are the competitors. Look at them carefully, you will probably not see them in cat again." Goodbye Bravepath.. She sniffed, trying not to cry.

"I will now explain the rules and stuff like that. Rule one. We will not be accepting trades to replace one cat with another. Rule two. If any cat in the game tries to leave the arena, they will get shocked to death. Rule three. You can eat the cats when the die if you have to. Those are main rules. The clan who wins, their leader gets all of their lives back and if your leader has all of their lives, they will get an extra life. As for the loners, you can hunt on our land for three moons. Ok then. You may leave."

Splotchheart saw a swarm of cats exit the hollow. It felt very empty even though she has seen it like this before.

Blackclaw turned to the cats that stayed. "Everyone follow me." She started to walk out of the hollow as the other cats followed. Splotchheart scanned the crowd for cat she knew. She saw a ginger pelt close to the front of the crowd. He turned his head towards the back where Spltochheart was and her face lit up. Flamestrike!