Willowstar's Quest <DISCONTINUED>

Chappie 2

Willowpaw padded through camp. She was a good cat, StarClan knew.

She padded to the elder's den. "how is the new moss?" she asked the only elder, Mossfoot.

"It is quite fine." he replied. "Do tell where you found it?"

"Well, do you know that old stump by the twoleg camps?"

Mossfoot fancifully nodded. "yes.."

"Well, if you paw at it it might fall over, and inside is the finest moss in the Clan."

"Thank you," he said, "do visit often. it does get quite lonely around here."

"I will," Willowpaw mewed softly. "but you won't be lonely. Lost..heart will be retiring here soon!"

She padded out, and the camp was empty. she looked around...

She was suddenly bowled over. "Barleypaw?" she mewed.

Barleypaw had a blood-hungry look on his face. "you should die," he hissed. "maybe you can make friends with other dead cats!"

Darkstar was looking at him with satisfaction.

Willowpaw hissed, throwing Barleypaw off, and jumped at Darkstar.

Darkstar suddenly looked worried.

"Help! Help! Willowpaw is attacking me! help!"

Willowpaw was confused.

Many cats raced into camp. Willowpaw froze. "h-help! Darkstar is bad! he tricked me!"

No cat seemed to believe her. "she should be exiled!" one screeched.

Willowpaw squinted to see the cat... she didn't recognize him.

He was a dark brown tabby with a pink scar above his nose and deep amber eyes.

"Tigerclaw, you are right!" another meowed.

'Tigerclaw.'

The name stung Willowpaw. She knew that name well. Could it be... Tigerstar?