Surviving a Fall

Book 3 of A Different Story

Chapter One: Nothing's Broken
"A tree's falling!" Graystripe yowled. ThunderClan ran to safety. "Go!" Lionblaze shouted to Dovepaw. "I can't until I know which one's falling!" her ears pricked. "Why do you need to do that? Just go!" Ivypool urged. Mousefur spotted prey. "We can't ignore prey!" she objected. "Prey is everywhere. Right now, all we need to care about is safety!" Brambleclaw shouted. Longtail ran out of the way just in time to see the tree crash down.

"Briarpaw, watch out!" Sandstorm pulled her out of the way. "We need to find a way to ThunderClan," Brambleclaw ordered. When they were again safely in the camp, Jayfeather checked all of the cats. "No one's hurt," he annouced. "Great," said Millie. "I was super worried about Briarpaw."

"Longtail! You're safe!" Purdy exclaimed. "I wish I got that piece of prey. It was a shrew! My favorite!" Mousefur growled. "Well, if you got the shrew, you would be dead by now! Or, at least something's broken," Longtail pointed out. "You sure there's nothing broken?" Graystripe asked over and over again. "Your kit's fine. Everyone just needs some rest," Jayfeather assured him.

"I told you prey was everywhere," Brambleclaw gave Mousefur the shrew. "YAY!!!!!!" The other elders had never seen her so happy before. "Mousefur!" Jayfeather yelled. But she was too busy munching on the shrew. "Mousefur!" he yelled again. "Time for a small check." Mousefur groaned at the sound of "check".

Chapter Two: A Normal Warrior
Briarpaw, who was Briarlight, was delighted. She and her littermates played with the kits. "It's a good thing Sandstorm pulled you out of the way. If she didn't, you would be sitting in the medicine den bored all day long by now," Blossomfall purred.

"Briarlight, you're joining the patrol," Lionblaze said the next day. "Okay," she sat up instantly. "I couldn't sleep anyway." As she got up, she wondered what it would be like sitting in the medicine den with her legs crushed, with Longtail lying beside her. So all the days went amazing, and memory of the falling tree was almost forgotten.