lost clan

who are you?

He slowly walked through the camp. How could Starclan turn their back on Thunderclan? Apprentices, warriors, and kits all seemed to lost their fur and died. Their cloudy eyes looked mournfully to the sky. Buzzardpaw troted to the leaders den, trying not to look at the sad fur-less faces.

As he go to the enterance, he heard someone from inside cough. He quickly entered, and found on some old forzen moss, an orange tom. He was bald in most places, and his muzzle was grey with age.

"Thank..... Starclan....," gasped he. He tried to sit up, but his weak legs gave out; he landed with a soft thud. Buzzardpaw, recovered from his daze, asked "Are you the leader of Thunderclan?" The old cat slowly nodded. He coughed for some time, then gasped "F....fo..... food."

Buzzardpaw realized he was hungry and raced out the den. He came back with a plump rabbit, the smell of the fresh-kill made his mouth water. The orange tom devoured the rabbit in seconds.

"You're from windclan?" He slowly asked.

Buzzardpaw answered "Yes, my name is Buzzardpaw. What's your name? What happened here?"

"Horrible... So horrible...." said he "My name is.... or was Firestar." Firestar? Firestar coughed a bit more then continued

"We.... began to loose our fur..... Jayfeather couldn't..... do anything to stop it. Within days, everyone was dead." Buzzardpaw's eyes teared up a little. Suddenly, an idea struck him, he yelled as he ran out the den

"Stay here Firestar, if you need anything just call my name!" After a while Firestar could hear cats moving about. Two sets of paw steps entered his den.

"Firestar!" Yowled a voice.