ch7 ~The question
The voice sounded so intimidating and scary, that Fidgetkit wanted to be back in the nursery curled up beside Nicestripe. Fidgetkit could almost smell her mother's scent and feel her warmness.
"Who are you?", the deep voice asked.
Fidgetkit could barely keep her legs from colllapseing. "F-f-f- fidgetkit."
"I'm Owlstar. What are you doing on WindClan territory?"
Fidgetkit was frozen. She couldn't say anything and she could barely breathe. Her lungs grasping for air as her viosion blurred. She heard a voice.
"Fidgetkit? Are you going to answer my question? Fidgetkit? Fidgetkit!"
"St-St-StarClan?"
"No, I'm Owlstar."
Suddenly it went black.
Sorry for the short chapter. I kind of didn't know what to put andI think this is the best it could be.
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