A/N: well i felt like writing a warriors fanfic... so here ya go... i think ill rename it later when i can actually think of a name...
Mossfire tossed and turned in her sleep. Her mind kept going back to that fateful night. Visions of her lifeless, bloody littermates flashed through her head. Her mother, picking her up and running through the dark forest. Her crazed father right on her heels. Her mother reaching the drop-off, dropping Mossfire, at that time Mosspaw, near a tree at the edge of the cliff, and then turning to face her delusional mate. Her father breaking through the underbrush and landing on her mother's leg, snapping it and making her mother howl in pain. It was a signal to the now awake and actively pursuing warriors of her current position. Her father then raised his massive paw and swiped it, claws unsheathed, across her mother's throat, sending a crimson wave through the air. Her mother made a gurgling, choking sound and fell to the ground with a soft thud. The blood soon turned into a crimson river that flowed over the cliff into the dry gorge below. Mosspaw backed against a tree in utter terror. Her father then snorted and pawed the limp form of her mother to the edge of the cliff and then off of the cliff. Mosspaw ran out and stuck her paw over the side in a vain attempt to save the small golden furred queen. Her mother looked up at her and reached up to her with her own paw, tears streaming from her eyes as she fell into the dark abyss.
"MOTHER!"
"Hehehe, only one left, ha-ha! Soon, maybe these demons haunting me will leave! Ha-ha!" Her father raised his bloodstained paw as he muttered these final words. Mosspaw turned and crouched to the ground, eyes closed and ears flat, waiting for the final blow to come.
"Badgerstripe! Enough!" A huge gray and black tom suddenly leapt out of the brush and pinned her father on the ground.
"ADDERSTAR!" Mosspaw called out to her leader. As her father struggled against the strong paws of the leader, he managed to slash a claw across Adderstar's muzzle. Adderstar reared back and yowled, letting Badgerstripe loose. Badgerstripe charged at Mosspaw, who easily dodged to the left to avoid it, though she couldn't escape his long thorn-sharp claws which will leave a permanent scar on her right shoulder. Badgerstripe yowled in fury and misery as her fell over the side of the cliff to his death.
Mossfire woke in a cold sweat. It was still moonhigh, so she decided to go hunt for a while. She slipped out of the warriors den and slipped out of the camp. Her black and orange pelt blended in smoothly with her environment, and her violet eyes glowing brightly. Suddenly, she felt some cat watching her.
"Who's there?"