Mousestar's Story

MOUSESTAR'S STORY 

Blurb
The Skittering Mouse will save our Clan...

''Mousekit was born into the ancient WindClan, and he grew to become on of the most trusted warriors. But what will happen when he is exiled for a crime he didn't commit? Will he help another Clan? Will WindClan realize their mistakes?''

Prologue
''A silver she-cat opened her eyes. A Claw-moon hung in the sky. The only light was the pale glow of the Claw-moon. Everything smelled of darkness.''

"Hello?" she called, but there was no answer.

Creeping through the undergrowth, the she-cat complained to herself. "What kind of dream is this?" she wondered. "I need answers from StarClan, not all this darkness!"

Still no answer.

The she-cat stood up, hissing. "How do I wake up? I need to get out of here!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind her. "Not so fast, Silverstar."

The silver she-cat spun around to face the StarClan cat. "Lionsnout!" she growled. "We meet again."

The StarClan cat looked at his paws. "Look Silverstar," he paused to look around. "We-"

"What? You afraid someone will catch you here?" Silverstar snorted to the StarClan cat, who had been her enemy when they were both still alive."

The StarClan cat, Lionsnout, sighed. "Are you still looking for a way to help your Clan Silverstar?"

Snorting under her breath, Sliverstar turned to face Lionsnout again. "Of course! Warriors are dying under my paws. ThunderClan will take all the help we can get."

Lionsnout nodded and jumped onto a rock. "Very well. You might as well know-" Lionsnout looked around to make sure no one was looking. "You might as well know that the Skittering Mouse will save our Clan."

Just as he said that, a mouse darted under Silverstar's paws.

Silverstar nodded and looked up to thank Lionsnout, but he was gone.

Silverstar woke up in the ThunderClan leader's den, eyes wide.

"How can a mouse save us? They only belong on the fresh-kill pile."