The Chilly Plight of Blood…
Author's note: I do not own WARRIORS or any of it's characters. They are, however, a few cats that I have made up to suit my story.
Prologue…
It was when he fell. The light had hit him just right, I guess. All I knew was he was mine. I had to have him.
Then a searing pain slammed into my side. On of his warriors had her claws in me. "One last parting gift!" she hissed, green eyes filled with hatred.
So they were just going to leave him there?
I wouldn't know…The world went black.
Author's note: Too short…Ah well. I'll make up for it with longer chapters... Okay, this was in first person, but the rest is in third person.