Proluge
"So, you gave her to me a few moons ago, and now…" A tom with a star on his head stood speechless in the windy moor.
"Yes. I want her back. She is my daughter. The daughter of…" The she cat was cut off.
"Don't say his name! I can't imagine that. She is the nicest kit in our clan. Why should I give her back to you?"
"Don't underestimate me, Onestar. My Clan is regrouping. You don't give back my kit, and another battle like never before will be unleashed. Good night." And with a flick of her tail, the calico she-cat was gone. Onestar stood shocked.
As Onestar walked back to camp, he strode by the ThunderClan border. Looking and smelling if no one was around, he spit there.
"Great StarClan! I hate these cats. Why did the sun have to go out! We could have won! We need to revenge!" Suddenly, an evil grin appeared on his face.
"But, I can make this their problem."