Prolouge-
Those who challenge their lives for no reason are cowards
The she-cat hastily looked at at the tom in front of her.
"This is all your fault!" The tom jerked away.
"Your fault you fell in love with me!" He retorted. It was a showdown of glared between them.
"Now all of us are in danger!" She snarled. The tom showed his fangs and leapt aiming to bite the vulnerable part of her body. His teeth clench on her throat.
"Kill me and you'll regret it!" she yowled in pain more than she did growl it.
"I don't care if I kill you! I don't care if you hate me!" The tom cried. The she-cat growled.
"I know that's not true..." The tom gave a final pierce in the neck. The life poured from the she-cat slowly and painfully.
"I'm so sorry Streakfur..." He gave a heave of fatigue.
"We were never meant to be, and you were never meant to live!" he felt a pain in his heart. Why did he care? He said he didn't care. He wasn't about to bawl like a kit. He padded away back to Windclan camp. His tail clenched at every movement. rushes of darkness came through him. He had killed the she-cat he adored and loved. A shadow jumped in front of him all of a sudden.
"I see you have fulfilled what was meant to be!" the cat growled. The tom blinked.
"Huh? What? Where? How?" he lacked the words he needed to say.
"You killed Streakfur...but her kits still remain!" The tom was wordless but managed to spill out those words willing to get on on his tounge.
"I don't get it. I have to kill her kits? I have to kill our kits?" The shadow nodded.
"What other path can you possibly follow? You have proved your loyalty to the dark forest." The tom scrambled to keep standing up.
"I-I what?" He meowed helplessly.
"Follow me...you have that brave touch in you, one that no other cat has, the rest of the lot are weaklings!" he meowed with a hint of triumph. But why triumph? The tom looked surprised then confidently said:
"Of course I do." The shadow gave a rough purr at the tom's comment.
"That's right. You do, Wavetail." The shadow walked away and the tom who appeared to be Wavetail smiled at the shadow.
"Of course you know me, I'm the best fighter in Windclan!" The shadow soon came into full view of a dark brown tabby cat.
"I am Hollowheart of Windclan." Wavetail was lured in by Hollowheart's cunning trap. Back in Thunderclan cat, kits were mewling for their mother. Only Starclan knew what happened next.
Don't forget loyalty or you will regret life
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