The lonely Thunderpath

A little brown she-cat padded up to the thunderpath. She sighed as the monsters passed by. Her half-ear twitched as she heard a roar in the distance. She watched a big monster pass by without a flinch. Why must Windclan be punished with little warriors?The deputy thought. She placed a paw on the cold thunderpath. It have never changed, it was always a cold and black. Raccoontail looked up after taking her paw of the thunderpath.