EXCERPT

    "Well, what's the hold up?" Honeystar's cold eyes bore into hers, gesturing to the black-and-white feline beneath her claws.

    Echoberry drew in a shaky breath and looked away, instead staring at the fearful amber eyes beneath her that begged her to spare her life. And Echoberry simply gazed back, devoid of emotions, but inside was a storm of emotions.

    She was such a mouse-brain to walk into the obvious trap. She should've kept her mouth shut. And now she was being put to the test in front of everybody.

    Oh StarClan, help me get out of this situation.