Here's the studio: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/6495086/ Here's the prologue! In the thumbnail are Willowtree, Danny, and Hawk(kit)!
A gray she-cat raced through the forest, her kitten in her mouth. I have to get to the clans, she thought, dodging a bush. She knew her time was up. “Steam!” a voice whispered. “Over here!” Steam dove into the bush. “You take her from here, brother. I’ll fend them off.” Steam looked out of the bush nervously. The cream tom nodded anxiously, then pushed through to the other side of the bush. He rushed over to the border. Bright yellow eyes pierced the darkness. “Good to see you, Willowtree,” the cream cat said. “And you, Danny.” muttered Willowtree before sniffing the bundle Danny had brought. “What is this?” “This is your daughter, Hawk,” snarled Danny, “And Steam has died to get her here!” Willowtree’s eyes widened. “What?!” The cream cat took a deep breath. “She’s as good as dead. Why didn’t you meet her at the tree?” He hissed. “I’m sorry, I was on patrol. Though that’s not an excuse. Is she really facing the Pack?” “Yes,” whispered Danny. They both bowed their heads. “I should be going-” A rustle in the undergrowth was all it took for Danny to take off. Willowtree, now alone, bent his head towards his mewling kit’s. “Nice to meet you, Hawkkit,” he mewed. A shriek split the forest.
