Clouds~
The battle was around her. Her clanmates were hissing, poised for a fight. A loud call broke the silent night air before the two clans met in battle. Claws on claws, teeth on teeth. Her clanmates were injured, and many cats lay dead beneath the moon.
"Bluestar?"
The blue-grey she-cat opened her eyes, turning towards the kind voice. There stood a tortoiseshell she-cat, her amber eyes alight with concern.
"You seem worried Bluestar."
The older she-cat turned back to the clear night sky.
"We've suffered a great defeat tonight. Not only that, but the clan is weak. Has Starclan shared anything with you?"
The tortoiseshell began to shake her head when something caught her attention. A single cloud had disturbed the clear night sky, and from that cloud a bright flash shot across the sky. The blue-grey she-cat turned towards her friend, waiting for her to speak. The tortoiseshell eyes were unfocused, but her voice was strong.
"Fire alone can save our clan."
