AN: challenge :)


It's almost time for battle, and Frostsong is ready. She sneaks through the moor, like she is commanded to do. Suddenly, a screech pierces the air. It's time to fight. she thought. Sailing through the hill, she leaps straight into the battle.

Slashing everywhere and chomping with her sharp teeth, Frostsong doesn't notice the tom behind her.

The older cat leaps on her and crushes her neck. As Frostsong feels the life draing from her, she feels the tom moving and collapsing near her.

A voice whispers to her, but she's already fading away...