Eye of the Hunter SNEAK PEEK:

Jayfeather's POV

My paws flew faster than I knew they could, barely touching the grass before lifting up again. Everything seemed to be going so fast. I took a risk, and glimpsed behind my shoulder. My paw hit an undetected tree root, and I stumbled. At the speed I was going at, my stumble soon turned to a tumble. I skidded across the mercilessly cold dirt, flipping and rolling, until I finally slowed to a stop. Dust was still in the air from my slide. I glanced cautiously behind my shoulder. Moments later, a huge tabby Tom with yellow eyes burst out of the ferns. He skidded to a stop.

"D-D-Don't move any closer."

I hoped my voice sounded braver than I felt.

I doubted it.

The tom ignored me, padding forward until he was directly in front of my whiskers; so close I could taste his putrid breath.

"And don't you dare come into my territory again, unless you want to feel the wrath of Jigsaw!" He growled.

Karma Moment: Either apologize to the rogue (5 good Karma points), or disrespect the rogue (5 evil Karma points) to select the good karma choice, read the below paragraph and change your Karma balance by 5+. To select the evil Karma choice, skip the below Paragraph and read what comes after it and change your Karma balance by 5-.

"It won't happen again."

I bravely pushed him away from me with my hind paws as I said it. Jigsaw seemed confused for a heartbeat. Then a sinister grin spread on his face.

"Yes. I'm going to make sure it won't happen again."

And then he lunged.

He pushed his claws into my neck. I felt it as he burst through the fur, the flesh.

I felt it as he scraped bone.

Then all Starclan broke loose.

I gasped, and sunk to the ground. The pain was unbearable. I couldn't breathe. A hole was punctured in my neck. Blood poured out like a waterfall. I tried to speak, but all that came out was a thick gurgling noise. I shuddered. Every intake of breath was painful. Slowly rising back up, I managed to stagger a few steps before collapsing back on my side. Jigsaw was watching in amusement. I could tell that this wasn't the first time he had done this to another cat. I finally managed to croak, "Mouse-brain."

Then I gave way to dizzying blackness.

THE END

I pictured the rogue turning around and walking calmly away. When he was a suitable distance away, I grumbled, "Stupid piece of fox dung."

Wrong. Thing. To. Say.

Jigsaw spun around.

"What… did you just say, Pest?"

I quickly took a step back.

"N-N-Nothing!" I gulped.

Jigsaw kept stepping forward. For every step he took forward, I took one backward. He suddenly raised his paw and struck me on the ear. I yowled and leaped back, but the tom was too quick for me. He flipped me over and landed many quick blows to my stomach. I rolled to the left and rose quickly and awkwardly. Quicker than a snake, he darted out his paw, and nipped my ear again. With a sinking feeling, I realized that he was just toying with me. His claws were sheathed. He was going to finish me off soon. Out of frenzied hopelessness, I slashed at his face with my claw. I felt my claw rake the soft fur, and blood began well out of it.

It seemed as if time had frozen.

Space didn't exist; it was just me and him. Everything else was moving so fast it seemed a blur. I pictured Jigsaw in shock. I could tell it was the first time he had ever been injured by a cat as small as me. I heard the sound of scraping metal, and I pictured huge claws slipping out of Jigsaw's paws.

Then he pounced.

He hammered me to the floor. I felt all of his body weight on me. His face was contorted into a look of pure and utter hatred.

"Lights Out." He growled

That was the last thing I heard.