*Foxleap's P.O.V.*

As all of the cats from every clan, including Starclan, gathered on the island, I couldn't have been more scared. I thought enough cats had died in the Great Battle, but now this too.

"Cats of all clans, welcome!" Tigerstar yowled from the top of the Great Tree. "As you all know very well, we of the Dark Forest have won. Your punishment is that every twelve moons, you will have to endure something I like to call, the Forest Games."

He paused, waiting for our reactions. The only reaction he got was a whimper from Lilykit. I gave her a sympathetic glance; her mother had been killed in the Great Battle.

"Maybe more of you will cry when I tell you that every twelve moons, twenty of you will enter the games, and only one of you will come out alive."

I flinched. Nothing could be more horrible than this.

Thistleclaw stepped forward as Tigerstar moved back. "Now for the part you have all been waiting for, the reaping."

Here it comes, the dreaded reaping. The part that decides who goes into the games.

I watched as Thistleclaw picked the first leaf. "The first tribute is Silverflame!" He screeched.

"No!" Yellowfang screamed. Silverflame was related to her.

I listened as Thistleclaw drew more names. Here are the next nine tributes: Redtail, Oakheart, Ashfur (Thunderclan), Beetlewhisker, Lightningtail, Ashfoot, Nightcloud, Dawnpelt, and Blackclaw.

But then he called two more names. "Dustpelt and Foxleap of Thunderclan are the next tributes. I believe we have a father and son team here."

I scream. It's bad enough that I'm going in, but my father too!

I only listen half-heartedly as he yells out the next eight names, which are: Badgerfang (who, despite having his warrior name, is only three moons old), Flintfang (his mentor), Nutwhisker, Leopardstar, Stonefur, Breezepelt, Dappletail, and Eaglekit.

"Those twenty cats are the first Forest Game's tributes. I would say good luck, but I really wish you bad luck." He tells us.

Tigerstar walks forward again. "Cats of the living clans, you will follow me to the hill so that you can watch the games. You will be provided with food while you watch, but that is it. Cats of Starclan, I don't care what you do."

As Tigerstar led all of my friends and the cats of the other clans away, Thistleclaw jumped down from the Great Tree.

"Tonight, when the moon hits the center of the sky, all of you will officially be enemies. Keep in mind that there is no escape, even for you Starclan cats. But now, it is up to you to survive, and remember; only one of you will come out of this alive."

Thistleclaw faded away and left us to decided what to do next.