Proluge

A cat was sitting on a rock, thinking. She stared around the hollow, which had bushes covering holes where her cats slept. She stared at a hole that lead to a pool where her cats drank. She turned around to the brambles around the hollow, the tunnel where her cats entered. The the tunnel rustled. She froze. Wacko came in with a cat in his jaws.

" Sleek!" she cried. The ginger she cat stared in horror.

" Poppy, Dock has been killed to." Wacko grunted, Shuddering.

" Fly? Stool? Cold?" She asked.

" All dead. " Wacko grunted. He then fell down panting.

" Sunclan did this! They will pay!" She hissed. Wacko grunted. "What about Tommy?" He asked. She shook her head.

" He is dead to me!" she hissed. Buddy walked up.

" wha happened?" he asked, eyes blurry with sleep.

" Sunclan happened." She hissed.

" And they will regret it."