So! I've never used before, and I've found that the layout is... odd, to be blunt, but I'm giving writing on here a shot!

This story was originally posted on Warriors Amino under my old account "Chipp," but I have since created a brand new account.

I'm not amazing at writing in first person, but that's the original POV that this was in, and I want to stay faithful to the original story. This is the prologue, and has been edited slightly due to confusion from readers that stumbled across this on W.A.

But, here it is! If the format is weird, I apologize. As I said before, I've never used this site before.

I hope you enjoy, and please review! I'd love to hear your thoughts!

Pain. That word echoed in my mind as I felt myself slip away into the darkness.

My body hurt and ached… what happened? My eyes blinked open and I shifted myself so I could stand. I shrieked in pain as I lifted my front paw. Falling backwards, I noticed all the blood that surrounded me. I was still in the Dark Forest, so I hadn't been killed a second time. I looked down at my paws and saw something… ghastly.

My brilliant white fur had been stained with my own blood, a large scar winding down my chest and stomach.

That same question from before; what happened?

I managed to roll back over, though it was still excruciatingly painful to do so. A dark puddle was there and I gazed into it, my blue eyes glowing brightly. The scar was much worse than I had initially thought- which was still quite horrible.

That horrid… thing was a reminder that I must have disobeyed one of the others. But… which one did this to me? My eyes narrowed and I let out a low growl.

Why couldn't I remember?!

All these thoughts were filling my head, causing it to pound. I hissed in pain and closed my eyes, the pain not going away. My tail swished from side to side while I thought. I took a deep breath and decided that it would be best not to dwell on it… for now, at least.

I could wait. I just had to let myself heal up a bit (even if healing was possible in the Place of No Stars) before I did something to get myself killed. I wasn't a mouse-brain, as some might call me.

I opened my eyes and struggled to sit up. At this point, I didn't care one bit for the pain. Showing that I was weakened would only make the others realize how vulnerable I was.

I gazed around the dark, blood forest, ears perked as I listened carefully. Maybe if anyone was nearby, I could figure out where I was.

Nothing.

I growled and staggered up to my paws, beginning to limp through the underbrush. As each stray branch or leaf grazed my scar, I winced. But I kept on, ignoring the harsh burn. I was determined to find the others now, and there was nothing that could stop me now that I had one goal in mind.

Whoever did this to me was going to pay. They've awoken a beast inside me that has been wanting to escape for so long. And it was thirsty for blood.

I was forced to pause as I felt my fur began to bristle. Someone was watching me.