Ashstar
Ashstar sat quietly in his den. He was listening for Fallenbird's patrol to return. He stalked around the den talking to him-self. “Shouldn’t they be back by now? Are they having troubles leading it off are territory?" He felt like a piece of prey stuck under a warrior's vicious claws. He stopped pacing when he heard an air splitting shriek. "Fox!" He raced out of the den and in a single leap landed on the High-rock. Below, in the center of camp stood Hollywhisker face to face with the massive fox. He let out a battle yowl and plummeted into the action. He hit the hollow with a loud thump but it didn't phase him. He pelted towards the fox his claws unsheathed he launched his self at the fox but instead of hitting the fox something barreled into him. He hit the side of the rock hollow and yowled in agony. When he looked up he saw a, younger blood thirsty fox standing over him. "Dear Starclan, help me!" He glanced at Stormpaw and yowled."Go get Fallenbird'd patrol and tell her the fox is in camp!Now!"








