The marsh was silent. The wind had strong gusts. Most cats were asleep. The night was bright. Monsters silently ran through puddles as the rain softly pattered against the ground. Golem'Jaw guarded the nursery in Shadowclan. Some warriors were outside, catching prey. Golem'Jaw rested his long, wolf, snout on his head. The sun was coming. Frog'Leap and Frisk'Fog both pushed big piles of prey into the fresh-kill pile. "Okay, so let me get this straight.. You're a deer, and Golem'Jaw's a wolf?? So you two are the only non-cats in this clan??" Frisk'Fog asked Frog'Leap. "Pretty sure there's a wolf pup in the nursery." Frog'Leap chuckled. The two finally finished pushing, and went to the Carrionplace.
YOU ARE READING
Oh, Dear Starclan!
FantasyThis is a book about Silver ' Stream, who is a queen. Her only child is Grey ' Kit, a well-behaved kit. Y'know, not EVERY story has a good ending..
