•PROLOGUE•
Of course it was this way. Of course he had to die.
Tigerstar writhed and thrashed, trying to escape the invisible bonds that held him down.
No! No! He wanted to scream. Nothing holds me down! I am the great Tigerstar!
Eventually, he stopped kicking. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and thought. Opening his eyes, those great, glowing, amber eyes, he smirked to himself.
"Bones will smother the forest." He hissed.
And so they would.