Torn: Chapter 1

Snow blanketed the camp. It was still dark outside, the moon three quarters of the way in the sky. None were awake, but one.

A shadow of a warrior fell on the ground where the moon shone through a gap in the trees. The warrior blended in well in the darkness. Her pelt was black, and she could only be seen with light. She had piercing blue eyes, which shone in the moonlight.

The warrior was Blackstorm. She started to pad in the direction of Coaldust's den.

Coaldust didn't sleep with the rest of the warriors for unknown reasons. Blackstorm didn't have a problem with it, either. She had a fight with her mentor recently.

Blackstorm arrived, and poked her head in the unfamiliar den. She noticed a blue-gray she-cat, who, she was pretty sure, was Winterpelt. Right next to her was her former mentor, Coaldust. They were sleeping peacefully, their pelts touching.

The warrior held back a snarl. ''That could've been me! ''Blackstorm bounded away, to a place that many cats did not know of. It was an area surrounded by plants, but from the outside, it just looks like a big bush. In the middle, there was a tall willow tree.

Blackstorm climbed the tree to a branch with a good view. She sat down. From here, you can see the stream and the marshland. The water was glistening with the moonlight. Blackstorm let out a yawn. She decided to get some sleep. She climbed down and found a patch of moss just big enough for her to sleep on.

Blackstorm smirked a bit. ''Coaldust has his own place, and I have mine. My mate can come here with me, and no one else will know.'' She curled up on the moss and drifted off to sleep.

"Welcome, Blackstorm."

Author's Note:

'Sorry for the short chapters... I try to make them long, but sometimes I have to end them short. I'll try my best. Thanks for reading this far!'