Plot: Times have been tough on all clans. No rain has fallen in several moons. The forests and grasslands are wilting under the oppressive heat. Ponds and streams have shriveled up to little more than muddy pools and small trickles. Even the river is running much lower than usual. Many prey animals have fled in search of better grazing grounds.
Hunting is difficult, if not completely impossible in the heat of the day. The best time to find food is at night, but even then there is little to be had...
Anything left is starving just as much as we are.. On top of that there's the issue of illness and tainted kills. Two cats have already died from eating infected meat.
Something large has been spotted in the forest near WindClan, and ShadowClan have found prey that have been killed and torn apart, but not eaten. They suspect a badger or fox, but aren't completely sure.
I'm so thirsty.. I wish the rains would come.
StarClan, if you're listening, please help us.. All of us.