She had been running for what felt like hours but in reality was only a few minutes. Chest heaving she skid into Snowclans camp panting as her blind eyes darted from left to right. Her mentor was in trouble. A large bird had attacked and the last thing her mentor has said was to run and get help. So here she was. "Help!" She yowled, raising her head high. "Please some cat! Fadingstar! Deathwish is in trouble!"
Memorypaw held her ears against her head, trembling slightly as her blue tabby fur stood on end. By the sound of the birds wing beats it was easily alot bigger then two full warriors.. Would Deathwish be alive when she returned even if she did get help?..
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