Prologue

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It was a cold spring evening. ThunderClan was just getting ready to settle down for the night. All of the kits were playing and having fun. They were being super irritating and going on, and on and on about how they all wanted to be apprentices and that they were all old enough even though the oldest one, was only 1 and a half moons old. Only one kit, Willowkit was not playing, she was out of the camp, exploring secretly. Rainpaw had asked her if she wanted to go explore the forest and see the camp's boundaries. They were gone only for about 20 minutes before a patrol with Willowkit's mom, Rosestar, found them. They were in big trouble. For a moment, Rosestar head jolted up, ears pricked. There were distant cries echoing throughout the woods.

"Follow me," Rosestar mewed trying to not show worry. "Quickly!" Rosestar picked up Willowkit and raced back to the camp at top speeds. There were a few patrols out so the camp was only guarded by a few cats.

Entering the camp, Rosestar saw that blood stained the forest floor, leaves and herbs were missing from the Medicine Cat den, and there were no mewling kits playing by the nursery, and the camp reeked of ShadowClan.

ThunderClan had just been raided.


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