Ark cats chapter 1 (based on warrior cats)

Squirrelpelt was sleeping, while bluepelt, her former mate, walked up in his dream. “Blood shall rule before peace shall walk.” Said bluepelt.

“W-wait! What does it mean?” Asked squirrelpelt. His dream faded away into darkness. “Squirrelpelt, wake up!” Yowled brambleface. “Your like peltstar when he was a warrior! Speaking of him, he just called a meeting!” Once they were out of the warriors den, they saw peltstar with windkit in his mouth. “I am afraid to say this, but, windkit died of whitecough. We can’t have a burial ceremony because of the risk of infection, so we will have to carry him out of camp”. Squirrelpelt watched as the white and brown kit was carried off, out of the camp.