Catstar stared at blue. Everything was blue. Everywhere she looked, there was just blue. As far as her eye could see. Catstar blinked. Blue once more. As she squinted, suddenly, a bird filled her vision. She gasped. Then something large and white barrelled down at her. Her vision went dark as she felt her eyes and face being covered in a filthy slimy substance. Catstar groaned and struggled to push away the substance. She realised she was staring straight up at the sky and she could not move her neck or her body, for that matter. She also realised her face was covered in bird poop. Great, she thought to herself, although it was not great at all. Finding enough energy, Catstar rolled onto her side and managed to heave herself up. She stumbled towards the sound of water trickling, amazingly her ears actually still worked. She found a river that she had never known existed. Catstar stared down at the water. Staring back up at her was an ugly cat, bird poop leaking down her face. Catstar realised it was her reflection and quickly plunged her whole face into the water. Bad decision. Catstar emerged, gasping, choking and gagging. She spat out a mouthful of water and shook herself. She wondered where she was. Then she remembered. She was in ThunderClan. Or maybe by now, RiverClan. There had been a gruesome battle although she had not witnessed it. She had been too sleepy. She had taken a nap and now...., now she did not know what had happened. She hoped that RiverClan was dead so she could just return to camp and see her Clanmates and make them bring her food so she could eat and binge watch Netflix. Unfortunately, as she made her slow journey back to camp, she found that the place smelt of bitter RiverClan. When she finally entered camp, three hours later, only RiverClan cats lay strewn across the floor. Silverstar spotted her and rushed to her.
"How was your nap?" asked Silvertar.
"Quite good. Thanks for asking. I mean, when I woke up this dumb bird decided to poop on my face but eh. I washed it off. Can you still smell it?" explained Catstar. Silverstar scrunched up her nose.
"We've overtaken your Clan btw," She announced.
"Oh. Well. I was hoping you hadn't. Did you kill everyone?" Catstar was scared of the answer.
"No. They are being held in the elder's den. You're going to join them there too," said Silverstar, waving her tail. Two warriors trotted up to her side. One was named Creaturething and the other, Extracat.
"Escort this former leader to her new home, Extracat and Creaturething," ordered Silverstar.
"Yessir!" nodded Creaturething. Catstar made a weird face.
"So you're a male?" asked Catstar.
"Me?" said Silverstar. "Oh well. I thought I would try and change my gender for a bit. You know, a little test of what it's like to be a male."
"Oh yeah. Understandable," nodded Catstar knowingly. She was escorted to the elder's den where the rest of her Clan was safe and waiting. It was extremely cramped.
"It's pretty tight in here," huffed Catstar as she sat down on the soft ground. All of her Clanmates' eyes turned to her. Some of them were happy and relieved others felt slightly betrayed she hadn't been there at the fight.
"Well..., nobody died," Vladmirsoup offered. "But- but it was pretty gruesome."
"HUh. Maybe Bigbelly should have died," muttered Catstar. "Then we'd have a loooooot more space." Bigbelly made a gurgling sound.
"What are we going to do?" asked Coolname, pushing himself to the front of the group to face Catstar.
"I don't know. Why are you asking me?" said Catstar. There was a pause as everybody pondered this. Runningnose wondered why Catstar was their leader. She was even fatter than Bigbelly. But then he remembered she was special. She was the chosen one. She would help them. She would save them.
"Because you're the leader," pointed out Greyrejected.
"Oh. Yeah. I'm the leader," nodded Catstar. "I command you to find a way to get us out of here."
"Oh," was all Greyrejected could utter.
"Yes ma'am," quipped Vladmirsoup. "Everybody, think!"
"Ok," the Clan chorused. After a few hours, Vladmirsoup spoke.
"Any ideas?" he asked. Catstar who had been dozing off, snored loudly then shot up.
"AH!" She screamed. The whole Clan jumped, making the walls shake and they all hit their heads on the top of the den. Everybody groaned in unison.
"Are you ok?" asked Vladmirsoup to nobody in particular.
"No. Somebody give me a head massage," moaned Catstar.
"I'm on it!" yelled Greyrejected. He positioned himself behind her. Maybe he could kill her. He could just crack her neck.
"Hurry up!" exclaimed Catstar. "Ugh you're too slow. Plus you've been rejected. Tigerthorn, you massage me." Greyrejected padded away sadly. He had missed his chance. He promised himself that he would kill her the next opportunity.
"Ok. So any ideas?" asked Vladmirsoup once more. He was met with only silence .
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