Darkness. Then I feel hard a hard grainy substance under me. Ice? No, it's warm, very hot actually. I try to stand but my limbs shriek in protest. Ow! My eye lids flutter open. Sand. That must be what I am on. Moma once told me about it. Moma a pain stabs at my heart and the image of her lifeless body and the death-bringer... I can think about that now, I have to live first.
I heave myself up with some groaning. When I am sitting up, I look around. I am on a beach, ocean on my left, forest on my right.
I wait there till sunset. No other cats are washed ashore. I am all alone, the last member of PolarClan. The sun is setting, I must get some rest. I fall asleep to the ocean waves crashing and the leaves whistling.
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Bloodwing: book 1: lost once more
FanficA warrior cat fan fiction!!' The tale of a brave she cat of Polarclan. The ice melted and she was the last survivor, orphaned. and clan-less. Or so she thought.
