Claws gleaming, teeth biting, eyes burning.
Cats are resilient warriors, and no one can stop them.
Perhaps there is one who can. Wings whiter than snow, teeth stronger than steel, and claws longer than a cat's. She descends upon the scorched forest, the forest that has been her home and that she has always protected.
Fireheart cries out in fear as her beloved land is besieged. Her wings cast shadows upon the sun, but her hatred and anger are directed toward Tigerclaw, the cat who has betrayed them many times. He shall no longer live; he shall no longer see the light of day.
But the dragon's claws do not stop until the blood falls, both great and small. Tigerclaw's heart has ceased to beat; no more darkness, no more tiger. Time is up, and night has finally fallen.
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Warriors #2: Midnight ✓
FanfictionWho could have believed this? A lone little cat in a clan everyone knows. Mistyheart is back and stronger than ever. The dragon inside her hasn't given up, and there will be blood on the ground beneath her paws sooner or later. No one can ultimately...
