Hey everyone, the official note is at the bottom of the page but just letting you know. The formatting for this got messed when I transferred it, so if it's weird sorry.

Swiftsight was panting, as soon as she heard the news she had been running, and was now growing out of breath. She may have been faster, but she has never had as much energy as her brother, Quickspirit who was pulling ahead of her. Not to mention she had been unusually tired lately, she was going to see Sharpblossom to check if she was sick before Sunnypaw had told her the news. Quickspirit noticed her lagging behind and turned back to her, skidding to a stop.

"Are you okay?" He asked, she didn't respond for a second. Was she okay?... no. No she wasn't.

"I can keep going " she told her brother and they started off again, him seeming to understand. They moved swiftly through the forest, she didn't know quite how fast. Her mind was too busy. How did this happen? How did I let this happen?!

She spotted Flowerpelt first, and standing next to her was Foxstorm. As soon as Foxstorm moved out of the way so she could see, Swiftsight froze.

Flowerpelt had her nose pressed into a larger unmoving body. The young warrior, who swiftsight guessed had run here before her, shifted slightly away from her brother's lifeless body. Swiftsight felt her heart fall and shatter, seeing her best friend, her mate, her family, laying there with his neck showing a horrible bleeding wound.

She tried to say something, anything, but she couldn't bring the words to her mouth. Foxstrom answered her unasked questions.

"We were just about to bring him back," he muttered slowly, then added "we don't know who did it, it was too dark and foggy to see. However if he didn't step in, they would have killed us. He saved us"

Swiftsight nodded, still unable to put words to the agony she felt. She felt something else too, something she couldn't quite place.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed Flowerpelt was shaking, and walked over on surprisingly steady legs to press her pelt into her friends. They were family through him, through frostbird, and as a family they would deal with this together. Her brother helped Foxstorm pick up the body, while she and Flowepelt walked behind with low heads and unspoken sorrow.

"I'm sorry. " came a small and whispered voice after servers minutes of walking. "If I could handle myself, if I could protect myself he wouldn't have… wouldn't have-" Swiftsight interrupted her.

"It's not your fault, he was the one to make the decision to jump into a fight he knew he couldn't win. Not you" she tried to come out comforting, but it came out wrong. She also noticed an unusual air of bitterness in her voice, masked in sorrow, but still there.

Oh she finally realized what she couldn't recognize early. I'm angry with him. It felt wrong to admit, but it was true. He didn't have to die, he chose to. He chose to leave us, me. The thoughts flooded her and she felt like such an awful, she shouldn't be mad at him. She still loves him, she did. She loved him more than any other cat in the world, especially now that they would never have kits. However she was also livid and bitter and sad she could never see him again.

"Are you okay, Swiftsight?"

"No. I love him, I do I really love him. But I don't think I can forgive him."

And she didn't.

And that's the super sad prologue.

Thanks to arrghwhycantithinkofone for the first set of ocs they'll be appearing soon.

The character sheet it just after the this a/n, Hope you enjoyed and please give constructive criticism if you have any!

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