Shadowswirl jumped into the old spruce tree. She had found the ancient ShadowClan camp, and she was looking around for anything interesting. Her gray pelt was ruffled as a dusty breeze almost pulled her off the tree.
She ducked under the tree to shelter from the winds, the black curls on her fur catching on small branches. She pulled her paw back toward her chest as a tree fell in front of her, blocking her in. Shadowswirl looked around for some sort of exit and saw a small rock in a hole. She wedged it out, and went into the hole. It was a tunnel with a river flowing down it. She walked until she heard voices above her.
"Eagle....missing...great.......feather!..." That was all she could hear. She padded on, then stopped again.
"...nose...gone...what...going...do?!..." She heard three thumps, then a dragging sound. She followed it into a cave where many cats were. One caught her eye. She was silver with black markings. She also had mud all over her.
Shadowswirl ducked behind a rock when she heard he voices again, coming from the cats in the room. "Shadefeather! You're okay!" The cats found the way that Shadowswirl got in, and went out of the caves, Shadowswirl following quietly behind them.
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Sorry for the short chapter! I was at school and in a rush! Bye!
