Son of the Graystripe

(A kit crawls out of Prissy's dead body)

Bark: Why you crawl out of Prissy body?

Kit: .........

Bark: You no talk? I never will understand puppies. I will be you mother. You name Woof.

Woof: Meow.

Bark: You right! We must kill da cats! Come on!

(Six moons pass.)

Bark: Kill that cat!

Cat: Meow!

Woof: Okay! (Kills cat.)

Bark: Good job! You look like cat, but I raised you so you must be dog.

Woof: I am pure dog-

(Falcon comes in and takes woof.)

Bark: Wooooooooooof, come back! Why you leave me-oh, dogfood!

(Falcon takes Woof to lake then drops him in it. Woof goes to shore.)

(Back at camp.)

Cloudstar: Do my biding! Yes! Yes!

Spiderleg: Just shut up already. It gets anoying. We get it.

Cloudstar: Well I'm sorry but the author *cough*Whitestar7*cough* makes me do it.

Brightheart: Shut up you two! I'm trying to drink my milkshake!

Cloudstar: (Looks at Brightheart.)

Brightheart: I-I mean............I'm trying to eat a kiltshake.

Cloudstar: That makes perfect sense.

Ferncloud: If only we had Graystripe, we