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I'm stuck on Destiny and Unacceptable so it'll be a but before they update, so come check this one.
EDIT: here's the rewritten prologue! It's got better detail and it's longer. Enjoy it.
Shrieks and hisses filled the cool night air of the RiverClan camp as ThunderClan charged through the barrier, trampling over the reeds.
A dusky brown tom crept into the nursery, glancing backwards nervously. He was suddenly met with claws to his face. A sandy-ginger queen with black stripes stood over five meek kits, her eyes dark and slitted and lips peeled back into a snarl.
The ThunderClan intruder smirked ever so slightly, his eyes glinting dangerously. He slammed a forepaw harshly down the ginger queen's head, nipping at her tail and reaching for the kits.
"No!" The queen screamed. "Not my kits!" She flung at him, battering his sides. The tomcat flinched, but he fell onto his back, crushing the queen beneath him.
As the ThunderClan tom got up, the queen did not. He laughed to himself, snatching up three kits, his jaws wouldn't hold the other two, a black she kit and a light grey tabby she kit.
The dusky brown tom began to flee, but powerful teeth bit down into his flank. He screeched in pain, the kits in his jaws meeting the remaining two she kits.
The queen pulled her fangs out, pummeling into him, and raking his muzzle. The ThunderClan tom lashed his hind claws into her underbelly, her face twisted in pain as she landed on the ground with a sickening thud.
Unsure of which kits to take, the dusky brown tom chose the black she kit this time, leaving the dark tabby she kit behind, and easily choosing the two toms.
The RiverClan yowled and hissed after him, tears falling onto the hard ground as the remaining kits squealed pitifully.
As ThunderClan retreated, a black tom with ginger paws and a white muzzle burst into the nursery. "Our kits?"
The queen shook her head, wincing as she stood. "The flea-bag left Palefeather's kits and stole ours!" The queen collapsed to the ground, patting scraps of moss on her bleeding stomach.
Her mate let her lean on his shoulder as the queen stared up at the stars through a hole in the roof of the den. "May StarClan light their paths." She faced the black tom.
"I'm sorry, I've failed you and them." Her gaze turned back to the sky. "Stay safe, my daughter. You were always the weakest, may your brothers protect you..." Her voice was soft with pain and choked with tears, but strong with love.
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What'd y'all think? Brill? Not? I'll be accepting OCs, if anyone wants. Sorry if it was short.
EDIT: in case you couldn't tell, the two she kits left behind were Juniperfur, and her dead sister, Splashpaw, who were Splashkit and Juniperkit then.