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"What did you do?" screeched Nutkit, falling to the ground and shaking his littermate. He looked back up at Mouseclaw with fear in his eyes. "Why did you do it?"

Flurrypaw darted around wildly, trying to find the source of Nutkit's voice. "What's going on?" she shouted, bumping her head on an overhanging rock.

Tiger Night laughed softly, a menacing glitter in her eyes. Mouseclaw stood at her side, his face wrenched into a crooked smile.

"Mouseclaw…" Snowkit muttered from behind him. "Mouseclaw…. Oh no."

"What are you talking about?" hissed Nutkit, keeping his gaze fixed on the two warriors.

"Remember the story Crowleaf told us?" whispered Snowkit.

Nutkit carefully shook his head. "Tell me."

Tiger Night flicked her tail. Nutkit felt his paws freeze to the rock and guessed the others had been glued down too. "Do not try to escape," she purred silkily. "We'll be back shortly."

Snowkit cleared his throat as the two evildoers disappeared up the side of the walls. "Long ago, when Briar, Thorn, Bright, Creek, and Apple first came to the land, another cat came with them."

"Mouseclaw?" guessed Nutkit tentatively.

"Yes. He was Bright's mate. When the five Clans were founded, he became the first deputy of BrightClan. But he wasn't happy with his role. He wanted there to be one Clan. One Clan, ruled by him. Secretly, he snuck out of his camp every night and turned warriors to his twisted ways. Then, at a gathering, he announced his plans and killed Brightstar, taking each of her nine lives all at once," explained Snowkit.

"That's awful," said Nutkit.

"There's more," Snowkit replied. "All the other leaders rebelled, but too many of their warriors were on Mouseclaw's side already. The four remaining leaders fought bravely alongside their deputies and medicine cats, but were vastly outnumbered. Too many lives were lost before the sky opened up, and StarClan warriors were forced to kill the queens, warriors, and apprentices on Mouseclaw's side. Brightstar's spirit put an end to Mouseclaw's broken reign, and the dark-hearted warrior was condemned to the Dark Forest for eternity. The scattered Clans tearfully buried their Clanmates and headed home. Eventually they were able to restore their Clans, but no one would forget the terrors Mouseclaw had brought to the forest. Only a few moons later, two tiny kits disappeared. They found their bodies washed up on the shore, and two brown hairs lying next to them. Their brother survived and told the leader what had happened. He recounted how the three were tempted into the woods by a strange voice. They walked by the river, following the call. Suddenly, a dark shadow fell on the water, and it turned black. His siblings were washed into the dark river, and he barely escaped. A StarClan cat reported to the leaders that Mouseclaw was growing stronger, feeding off of dead kits' souls."

"And we're all he needs to complete his resurrection," realized Nutkit.

"Yes," agreed Snowkit with a heavy sigh.

"Sorrelkit-!" gasped Nutkit.

The white she-cat was sprawled out on the floor in front of them, but her breathing was becoming shallower. The stars in her fur swirled and thickened.

"Yes, she'll be gone in an hour," Tiger Night swept into the clearing. She seemed to find the look on Nutkit and Snowkit's faces amusing.

Mouseclaw followed her in. "Once I have her soul, I can start on you two. Oh, and just for a bonus, when you lose your soul, you're lost forever."