The tom stretched his neck, yawning. He opened his eyes, smiling. The tom took a breath of fresh air, loving how nice it tasted. Any cat would think that he hadn't breathed air before.
The tom slowly tested out his body. It was perfect. Unblemished. All his wounds from his last battle were healed, leaving faint pink scars. He was sure that they would heal in time.
But for now, the tom had a mission. He had to find his friends.
The tom glanced around, noting where he was. He sniffed the scent that carried in the breeze; WindClan. Looks like he was in WindClan territory.
A long way to where he needed to go.
For the next few days, he barely ate and slept. He focused on travelling. His determination and hard work paid off, and he soon began to smell his friends.
Blood was also thick in the air.
Now worried, the tom broke into a sprint, heading to the scent of blood. He stopped, hiding behind some bracken, to see Ruthless and the others fighting some Clan cats.
Oh-ho.
Clarity flashed in his mind.
"I promise that I will have vengeance," the tom hissed. "I will have vengeance."
A/N i mean...it's..okay. i'll see you in the Dynasty of Truth (the next book); i really have nothing to say here. This book has been really hard, hopefully the next book will be better.
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Alone #3: Broken Amber
FanfictionAmberclaw has always felt alone. She must face her rash decisions as they come back to bite her. The cats that she has been with her whole life confess they have known the truth about her, Ravenflight and Ebonywind. After a mysterious prophecy is gi...
