The silvery moon shone softly in the blackening sky as dainty paws padded lightly towards the Great Sycamore. Soon the she-cat was standing in the great tree's shadow, her green eyes gazing unblinkingly into the silent darkness. The cat's eyes soon grew distant as time passed and her mind formed her love's image.
The image was of a large tom with a tree bark brown pelt and white paws. His gentle brown eyes locked on her and his mouth parted as he mewed, "Run, Turtlepelt! It's not safe!" The she-cat, Turtlepelt, opened her mouth to question his words, but broke off as the leaves of the nearby bushes parted.
"Bracken-" she started, silencing herself as she saw that it was not her love.
"Hello Turtlepelt." Hissed a massive tabby tom, "How are you?"
"Tigereye." Spat the white tortoiseshell she-cat coolly. Turtlepelt wanted to leave, run back to ThunderClan, but she couldn't. She was here to meet her love, Brackentail, but Tigereye, for some reason, appeared first.
"Oh, Turtlepelt, don't be so cool!" he mewed mockingly as he moved closer to the she-cat, "All I want is one simple thing."
Turtlepelt eyed the tom suspiously and scented the air, hoping to catch the scent of Brackentail. Suddenly, the breeze brought the sweet scent of Brackentail…And blood! The tortoiseshell's blood ran cold as her eyes widen in horror.
"What have you done to Brackentail!" she hissed, her fur bristling.
"Oh, Brackentail? Let's just say he ran into something…sharp." Replied Tigereye calmly, unsheathing his claws, "And you will too unless you do what I want!"
Turtlepelt stared in horror and sadness at Tigereye. Brackentail can't be dead!, she thought frantically to herself, too stunned to trigger the fact that Tigereye was a murderer at that moment.
"No…No! He can't be dead!" denied Turtlepelt, leaping to her paws with her pelt still bristling.
"Ahh…But he is, my dear Turtlepelt! Death came to him through the use of my claws." Tigereye mewed as his unsheathed claws glinted dangerously in the soft moonlight.
"Y-You killed Brackentail! But, he was your own brother!" the she-cat whispered in shock, "Why, Tigereye, why?"
The tom laughed softly at first, but his laughter soon grew hysterical. Frightened, the vulnerable she-cat stepped back, tumbling down a large slope in the process. When she finally came to a stop, Turtlepelt was on her back, and half-conscious.
"Don't be frightened, Turtlepelt. All I want is one simple thing…" the tom repeated as he padded down the slope towards her.
"What! What do you want!" mewed Turtlepelt hoarsely, her eyes wide as Tigereye crouched over her.
Leaning till his muzzle was beside her ear, Tigereye finally spoke, "This itch is here and I have a very strong itch…An itch that only you can quiet…" Turtlepelt's eyes widened and she began to struggle, but Tigereye pinned her down, "And I want you to have my kits."
At his words, Turtlepelt's struggles became more desperate and her green eyes were wide with fear. She mewed in pain as Tigereye buried his claws into her shoulders, forcing her to remain on the ground. Purring with evil delight, Tigereye began to satisfy his itch; the tom earned the she-cat's mews of rage and pain each time he mated with her.
"Stop! Stop!" she yowled as she managed to free one of her paws and swipe her paw with unsheathed claws across Tigereye's face. The tom stumbled backwards with a yowl of both rage and pain. Taking her chance, Turtlepelt leapt to her paws and took off; the wounds where Tigereye had pinned her to the ground seared with pain as she ran.
"You will be mine, Turtlepelt, you will be mine!" Tigereye called after the she-cat's fleeing body. He then turned away and bounded towards the ShadowClan's border; his massive paws were silent as he weaved his way through the bushes edging the Thunderpath. Finally, the cat slowed to a stop before a hole that reeked of ShadowClan.
"You will be mine, Turtlepelt, you will be mine…Or you won't be anybody's'…" And with that, the malicious tom disappeared into the darkness.