Book of MythClan
Prologue
The moon was shining high above the open plains that collided with a forest. A silver she-cat was curled around two bundles of fur. A small light gray tom-kit mewed. A growl followed and yellow eyes glowed behind a bush. The queen stood up, fur fluffed up, she hissed and her kits mewled. A fox leaped out of the bushed and the she-cat yowled. She swiped at the fox when it tried to reach for her kits. The fox snapped at the queen and she jumped back stepping on a gray and white kit's tail. The kit sqeaked in pain and reached a tiny paw up to swipe at whatever stepped on its tail.
The queen slowly pushed the fox back to the bush with swipes and snaps. The fox tripped over some braches on the bush. Seeing the fox distracted the she-cat raced ocer to her kits and quickly shoed the over to the hollow in a tree and covered them in leaves. She heard the fox looking for them and she went out to fight. She looked around for the fox. She started to relax when she didn't she it.
Then heavy weight landed on her and she fell to the ground. Teeth met her scruff and bit deep into neck. The fox flipped her over and sank its teeth into her neck. It leaped off her and went to look for the kits. The she-cat lay there the life bleeding out of her. Darkness edge her vision and she struggled to keep her eyes open. Finally the darkness enclosed her vision and the last thing she heard was a terrified mewling of a kit. Then just faintly she heard a fox yelp.