Lilypaw hissed softly. "Still," she mewed. "We saved you. Those flea-bitten rouges could have stolen all your fresh-kill, or even killed you!" She took a step closer to the loner. "Your lucky our Clanmates found you in time. You should be grateful!" The tiny cat held his gaze stubbornly.
"WindClan has many generations here!" Tabbystripe hissed. "There's no way you could have lived here that long, and if your family has, that's them, your on our territory, your lucky we didn't fight you with those rogues." She didn't want to start a fight, but Lilypaw was right, the loner should be more greatful.
Ebonystar stared in to the faces of his ancestors. They looked back at him as one by one they stepped up and gave him his nine lives. Each live painful and agonizing. He wanted to yowl but he refused. His body shook as the last life entered his body. The cats stared at him and mewed, "Use each one wisely. You will need them ow more than ever."
Silverstep opened her eyes. She was standing on a rocky surface-the hills of WindClan? She couldn't tell, it was too dark. Looking at the sky, she saw the half-moon shining overhead. One half was a bright silver, the other a dark ebony. All of a sudden, a shooting star flew across the sky, lighting up the territory. She recognized the surroundings. It was Windclan! Surprisingly, the light from the shooting star stayed, casting a gentle glow on the ground.
Then she woke up.
OOC: Sorry it's short, I have to leave now. See you later!
OOC: Ebony and Silver are at the Moonstone, Tabby, Lilypaw, and Wolf are at a clearing in the territory. They just saved Wolf by chasing off some rouges.