'Run, Snow! RUN! Take Red with you!" A pure white she-cat screamed. Snow motioned with his tail for his ginger brother to follow him. Red was crying. They both said,

"Goodbye, Blizzard! I love you!"

Snow ran, with his brother at his side, away from the horrible scene that played out behind him. A massive black brute of a dog stood snarling over the limp and bloodied body of the brothers' mother, Blizzard. Her once blue eyes were wide open and all light was gone from them. Pink-tinged saliva dripped out of the dog's mouth and splattered onto the ground. it had black eyes that help menace, and large paws, head, and body. The mutt had already killed their father and was looking for even more victims.

The dog had came across the family when they were hunting. Storm smelled it first, and yowled to warn the rest. Halfway through his warning, the dog bounded up to Storm. Storm tried to run, but it was no use, for the dog was already right next to him. Next thing the rest knew, the yowl had turned into a scream, which quickly died off into a gurgling sound. The dog had grabbed Storm in it's jaws and killed him.

Blizzard had gathered Snow and Red and hid them under a small ledge on the side of the mountain. She told them to be safe and look after each other, then ran off to the dead body of Storm. The black dog had it's head to the ground and was sniffing around the area, looking for more prey. Blizzard had started dragging Storm's body back to Red and Snow, when the dog saw her. She saw it too and froze in fear. The dog let out a joyful bark and charged at Blizzard.

Red and Snow were only about five moons old. And about the size of a small full-grown rabbit. They lived as loners with their parents, Blizzard and Storm. Snow and Red were deathly skinny, as the opportunity for food rarely came. Of course, living in rocky plains didn't help. Hawks and larger birds often carried off the smaller prey that cats normally hunted, leaving the small group of loners next to nothing.

"Snow."Red whispered..

"I know, Red. We can talk about it later. But right now, we need to get away from here." Snow shivered as the image of his parent's dead bodies flashed in his mind. The sun was descending and dusk quickly set in. The two brothers stopped by the edge of a large moor.

"Let's sleep now, Red." Snow panted.

"Ok, then can we talk. And hunt?" Red replied. Snow nodded.