As darkness fell over dark trees, Toxicpaw slid out of his den. His gray fur glowing silver in the moonlight. He sighed. He was only an apprentice, and he had many moons to go before he was a warrior. Toxicpaw slid down into his nest, and wrapped his tail over his nose. Why am I the only one in the apprentice's den? Toxicpaw thought. Then, put of the corner of Toxicpaw's eye, a moonlit cat slid down.
The moonlit cat looked as if it had walked down out of the sky. Toxicpaw couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was a warrior ancestor! The old, dead cat padded up to Toxicpaw.
"Beware, in FireClan there will be a cat that will bring danger." The dead tom explained.
"What's your name?" Toxicpaw asked the moonlit stranger.
"Toxicpaw," he began. "I am the beginning leader of this Clan. I was here when it was first made. I am Furystar."
Toxicpaw let his jaw drop. "You can't be!" He shouted, as he saw the dead tom's white body slowly vanish into the air.
"Beware..." Toxicpaw heard Furystar's last, low word, before he had vanished into the air.
Did anyone else see this, or am I just insane?
Toxicpaw looked in the bush where Furystar was near. Toxicpaw saw little cracks of moonlight, as the trees above him covered the moonlight.
"Are you there?" Toxicpaw called.
There was no response.
Maybe. He thought to himself. He looked at his paws, and turned around to his nest.