prologue
A young black-furred she-cat ran through shadows, gasping franticly. Her hind leg was spilling blood, not to mention a few cuts on her flank and muzzle. Being a medicine cat, she recognized that if the bleeding didn't stop she might die of blood loss. She wished she had some cobwebs but there were none to be found, and even if there were she felt too hurt to get any. But a tiny flicker of hope began to glow in her eyes, because she saw a pale gray pelt brushing through the brambles. It was Creamsky of ivyclan! She cried out for help. Creamsky's ears pricked up clearly hearing her, but instead of coming and tending to her wounds she darted away like a minnow from a cat's paw. Even more than the pain from her leg she hurt from her heart. She was bewildered why her friend would leave like this. She then vowed to get revenge on the cat who had betrayed her. And the world went black.