A/N: 'sup! It's Silvaspirit here with (hopefully) a new successful story!
Disclaimer: Why do I need one of these things? I mean come on! You should know that I don't own warriors! Sheesh!
Summary: A pained rogue. A resentful warrior. A hated clan. A she-cat with a past she doesn't want to remember.
Prologue
A rogue with a warriors name walked towards the clan boundary with a limp and in a weak voice called out, "Please, help me! The Twolegs are coming! Please help me!
"Why should we help you! You're just a rogue who brought twolegs into our neck of the woods." Sneered a voice, a clan cat.
"Please…." The voice of the she-cat was growing fainter, and she knew the twolegs would catch her soon. She tried to limp away, but two un-furry paws with extended fingers wove their way around her. She yelped and cried, but no one was listening. She tried to break free, but all to no avail. The twoleg carried her away, and she was forgotten.
A/N : What do ya think? hehe I know the prologue is short, but it is 5 am, and i feel like writing. The prologue ideas, however, are not coming along...