Prologue
"Tonight, we make clan history!" the dark tabby tom shouted.
The rest of the cats in the clearing around him yowled in agreement.
"Tonight, we show those flea-bitten excuses for cats that they are not the most important thing in the forest." he continued, his amber eyes glinting in the moonlight.
The other cats yowled again, looking up at him with hunger for power in their eyes.
"Tonight, we will show them that we are the most powerful cats in the forest, not them! We need area to hunt and shelter just as much as they do. We need fresh kill to feed our queens and kits and elders just as they do. Tonight, we shall claim all of this back!" the dark brown tom yowled.
"We will show them!" a silver she-cat yowled.
"We will take back what is ours!" a tortoiseshell tom growled.
"We are ready! This is our time… and we will win this battle!" the brown tabby tom finished.
At that all of the cats yowled and leapt into the bushes, claws unsheathed and gleaming in the moonlight.