The 1st Doctor (DWWC crossover)

Chapter 1
The she-cat awoke from her slumber to a yowl. " Raid!" She tensed. What would this mean for her days-old kit if she went to fight and got herself killed? She had barely gotten out of her nest went her kit stirred. "Mum?" he mewled. "Where are you going?" She tried to think of an answer, but couldn't. She had to face the truth. " I have to go fight so you can be safe, my little Time Kit." She licked him between the ears and raced off. "Mum!" the kit cried and tried to get out of the nest. His hindpaws caught a silver piece of grass, and he tumbled out of the nest. "Mummy! Come back!" He stood himself up and tried to run, but at the last second, he felt himself being heaved upwards. A black tom with a silver forepaw set him back down in the nest of silver grass. "No. you can't go out there, son. It's too dangerous." His father then stifled a yawn and slunk down beside the kit. Soon enough, he was snoring. That's when the kit took his chance. He crept silently towards the entrance, careful not to disturb his father or the ginger queen at the far edge of the den. He barely had his nose out of the den when a drop of rain spooked him, but not more than what the cats were doing outside of the den. A pale yellow tabby was pinned under the paws of a large dark ginger she-cat. She was hissing in fury, and was struggling to get free. But the larger cat didn't seemed to be bothered. But what he turned his sapphire-blue gaze on next was absolutely horrifying. His mother was pinned beside a den wall with a snow-white tom. The tom swiped at her face, claws unsheathed, and a moment later he heard a yowl of pain and anger. His mother leaped for the tom, but he was ready. He caught her and threw her as if she were light as a feather. Her body connected with the hard rock, and there was a harsh CRACK. He let out a screech. "No!" The Doctor gasped awake from the nightmare. "No!" he cried. He gasped, realizing that his granddaughter, Gingerfang, was right in front of him. She giggled, brown-and ginger pelt ruffling. " Well,anyway I've got to get back to camp. Brightheart's ought to be wondering where I am right now." She stood over one of the hexagonal panels and pulled a large red lever. The doors to the TARDIS opened with a hum. " See you later, grandfather." The Doctor dipped his head. " You too, my dear." Gingerfang started humming as she skipped out the door. The doors closed behind her with a hum once more. The Doctor turned his gaze on something else. Brightheart walked into the den towards her mate, Cloudtail. The white-haired warrior was grooming himself, unaware of anything around him. "Hello, Cloudtail." she said, and the white tom almost leaped in surprise. "Can't you see that I was in the middle of a good bath?!" He hissed. "Good baths can wait. What I'm going to tell you is way more important." Cloudtail sighed and settled deeper into his nest. "What is it?" He muttered. " It better not be about how I messed up on that hunting patrol last night?" Brightheart shook her head cheerfully. "No! It's nothing about you. It's About Gingerfang."