Milkpaw looked up at the Highrock, seeing the new leader Frozenstar standing over all the cats at the edge. She had taken up the responsibility of mentoring Honeypaw, even though it was both of the apprentice's last moon before they became warriors. Milkpaw quickly turned away, growling as he walked out of the camp's entrance and into the forest. "I need to clear my head..." He grumbled as he kept walking, avoiding the sticks on the ground below him as to not make a sound. The tom suddenly heard the sound of wind through a bush on his right. "What the..." It's not windy today... He thought, stopping and turning towards the bush and walking towards it. He moved apart the leaves to find...
Milkpaw screeched, backing up. Dapplepaw came out of the bushes. "Hey, hey. i-it's okay, I-" "Y-your chest, it's-" "I'm a dead cat, okay? I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that!" Milkpaw stopped and squinted his eyes. "Dead..?" "Yeah... You may have heard stories of-" "You're... you're Dapplepaw, aren't you? From all those moons ago, when Glimmerstar was a warrior?" The slightly transparent cat nodded, looking down at the ground. Milkpaw noticed this and tried to comfort him. "Hey, hey, it's alright... I'm sorry..can you tell me what happened to you?" "Do... do you want me to?" The white tom quickly nodded, sitting beside the tortoiseshell.
"Okay... so here's how it started..."
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The Tables have Turned (Warrior Cats)
FantasíaWarriors is owned by the Erin Hunter group. The cats and any Clans mentioned here are meant to be created by me. Any relations to cats owned by others are pure coincidence. The Clans are being attacked by a deadly cat that haunts dreams, appearing b...
