Dartpaw, being the curious cat he was, decided to finally see the world outside of camp. He wandered out, after being told to be careful, wondering what marvels lie ahead.
The sun had risin when he left, now it was mid-day, he hadn't caught anything, due to lack of training, and just kept on walking. He stumbled upon a hole, he quickly sniffed it and realized it was a badger hole, and the badger left recently... He suddenly heard a snarling noise and whipped around to the sound. Great the badger is back... He thought.
He suddenly lept back as the larger creature barreled into his direction. It made contact with him and he was sent flying into a rock and with a sickening crack sound his world started to fade... He watched as the badger look at the scrawny cat and just walk off leaving him to die...
He woke in the forest, infront of the rock he was tossed at, he stumbled to his paws and istantly realized he had to get back to camp. It was a struggle, his ribs were broken and each breath was a challenge, he felt like he would die on his feet. By the time he had made it back to the camp he stumbled inside right in the middle of the camp, gave a mighty heave and ley out a large breath of air, and collapsed on the ground, he was dead. He was in the paws of starclan...
