Sorry the first part's kind of short. I didn't have time to write much more.
Prologue
"Hollyleaf, come back!!"
Those were the last words I heard from my brother, Jayfeather. The grass underneath my paws was slippery. The sky was an ominous gray. My heart pounded. The trees seemed to rush past me in shades of brown and gray. This could possibly be the end of my life as a warrior. Thoughts passed through my mind and then ran out of it like startled rabbits.
Like startled rabbits? Why was I using a WindClan saying? I have no connection to those cats. I refuse to call that code-breaking, disloyal cat Crowfeather my father. Nor Leafpool the daft medicine cat my mother. I have no parents. The only sensible cat I once called a parent was Brambleclaw. He deserved some respect.
I neared the old fox set. I felt several emotions at once. Anger. . I felt the regret toward Ashfur. My mind flashed back to the day I killed him. I'd been determined to eliminate him. To get rid of the threat of his reveal of Squirrelflight's secret. I'd convinced myself it was the right thing to do. That day, my mind had felt like it was fighting itself. Part of it had said "You can't kill another Clan warrior!" Another part of it had shouted "Kill him!" I'd been so sure which side to listen to. Now I'm not sure which side had been right.
It was dark inside the old den. The soft soil was hard to grip as I ran through the tunnel. Suddenly, the ground rumbled.
Stones and clods of dirt fell from the roof. I hurried my pace. The vibrations grew more insistent. Larger rocks fell. I heard a BOOM, and my sight went black.