The legend of the blood

Intro

A little kitten walked into a cave in the rock face and her head hit the rock.

Her mother looked over, and screeched "NO! MY PRECIOUS LITTLE DEATH."

Death opened her eyes and meowed quietly, "Mummy, help me."

The mother scooped up her kit and ran into the medicine cat den.

Brambleberry saw Leafypad walk in with her little kit, Death.

Brambleberry meowed "What happened?"

Leafypad panted, "She hit her head on the rock."

Brambleberry shrieked in terror, then meowed, "Such a small fragile kit. She can't take that type of damage."

Death heard every word and thought to herself, "I'm not weak and fragile. I was strong and tried to search the hole for a snake."

Brambleberry walked over to Death and put some of the lake ice on her head. Death soon fell asleep.

Death saw a she cat and meowed curiously. The she cat giggled and hid behind a tree.

Death followed her all the way to a high rock with waterfalls and flowers everywhere, the grass reaching up to Death's nose. Death sneezed and bright lights seemed to flicker in the grass.

A great roar sounded as a powerful tabby cat with massive claws and fluorescent yellow eyes leapt onto the great rock. It looked down at Death and roared, "The blood will fall, the blood will shed, this blood will WIN!"

Death screamed helplessly as the cat jumped on her, biting harder and harder on her neck. She felt darkness rising and then woke up.

Death saw Brambleberry looking at her, and he meowed, "What was going on? You were screaming and wailing and gasping for breath!"

Death panted, "the blood will fall, the blood will shed, the blood shall WIN."

Brambleberry stared at Death, thought hard and whispered, "the blood will come, the blood will rule, the blood will destroy."

Brambleberry put Death to bed and meowed, "Goodnight little one."

That night Brambleberry told his apprentice, Bushpaw, to keep an eye on Death.

Brambleberry walked into the open and looked at his reflection in the lake and whispered, "blood is all."

And then it clicked. Death was the blood! Death was the prophecy. Death was the terror!