Prologue:
Just as I missed the mouse. It saw me, and ran for its fuzzy little life. I gave the chase, I ran until I was on a black hard surface. I saw the light of what I could see was a monster. Then I could smell something. Not dream something. A fox. The ground became like my nest. I saw I fox was in the camp. I was frozen in terror. I also felt the pain of something biting my tail.
"A FOX IS IN THE CAMP!" Some cat which I know as my sister's. I jumped out of my nest. I saw that something-something red, with a white tail tip, and teeth sharper than any warriors claws could ever be. I lunged, without thinking, using the technique that I had seen Cinderpelt teaching Smokepaw called the leap and hold, the only thing holding me back is that I now have now tail. I jumped onto the fox's back, gripping the fox's spine with my tinny little claws. I tried the killing bite. I bit down as hard as I could on the neck. I could feel the Large clumps of red fur getting in between my teeth. My family was frozen in terror, their eyes looked like the leafbare snow glazed over with ice.
"Snowkit!" yowled a normally sweet voice I knew as my mother's. I turned to look at here but then the fox moved to fast. I went flying off. I landed right in the tree of the hallow. All I can recall is seeing my mother fall to the ground, and I pain in my tail numming my vision.
