Prologue…x
"Dustwave!" A slim silver tabby wailed. Her pelt was crusted with thick mats of mud, and blood oozed out of deep red wounds. The tom called Dustwave was unharmed, his muscles rippling in the lightning's glow. He had reddish brown fur, with mysterious dark grey eyes.
"Don't do this… Not when our kits are coming…" She cried, tears falling down her cheeks.
"I intended to look after them, and help you. How could you just go and destroy my reputation to the clan, Aquafrost?" He stammered; his voice twisted with disbelief.
"Mine has gone too, but we can get through this together! It wasn't my fault!" Aquafrost protested.
"No. You brought this upon yourself. Deal with it." Dustwave turned and slipped away into the shadows, leaving the beautiful she-cat alone in the cold thunderstorm. Several long hours later, 3 newborns kits lay beside her, squealing every time a raindrop hit them.
"Be good, Crimsonkit…Sunkit…O-"Aquafrost cut off and put her head back on the ground. She closed her eyes and never opened them again…