Bloodstained Sunset

Book 1: Night, Flower, Owl, and Flash

Shrewy

1/29/2011

This is my first story so no flames! =P

PROLOUGE

"No!" yowled Petalstar. "She can't die!"

Pantherstar shook her head, sadness clouding her star-filled gaze. "I'm sorry. I have to go get her. Greencough has become blackcough."

"Please…" begged Petalstar. "You can't. You know she's part of the prophecy!"

Pantherstar shook her head. "We can use the kit instead," she suggested. "The one that survived the sickness."

Petalstar hesitated. "She isn't strong enough. Besides, she's a kit. It'll be two whole moons before she's an apprentice, and only warriors would be able to survive this task! Please, let my former apprentice live. We have more of a chance of winning the war if she stays."

Pantherstar let out a sigh of exasperation. "For the last time—let me go!"

Petalstar snarled at Pantherstar. "Fine. But when we fail, you can take the blame." Petalstar stalked off, starlight blazing at her paws. Pantherstar shook her head. She had abandoned her best friend for the war.

"You made the right choice," murmured a brown tabby tom. "Petalstar will thank you—everyone will thank you—when this is over. Trailshadow wasn't strong enough for this. Flowerkit is."

Pantherstar nodded. "Thanks, Brambleclaw. We can all use your experience here. Remember when you killed Mapleshade in the Dark Forest battle?"

"Well," admitted Brambleclaw. "Dovewing distracted her. And she was fading away at the time, anyways. It's a wonder I haven't passed into the Fading Skies yet." Pantherstar could already see through the dark tabby's fur.

Pantherstar nodded. "I should get Trailshadow now. I'll see you soon." Pantherstar padded away, toward the cave where she could pass into the world of the Clans.