Spearpaw's Betrayal

Spearpaw's Betrayal: Prologue

Prologue:

The sounds of war rang through the delicate kit's ears even as they were flattened down to the top of her cranium. Blood-curling yowls rippled throughout Shadowclan camp, some cut off with a sickening gurgle and yet others ending off with a grunt. Her father, however witnessed his last breath. As Spearkit watched from the corner of the nursery, hidden under the shadows of a nest, tears swelled up in her icy irises. He was slain right where he stood, the rise and fall of his chest stopping abruptly. Sobs shook Spearkit's body as she just watched, watched as her camp was being destroyed by a cruel clan.

"Stay in the nursery, Spearkit! It'll be okay," was the last thing her mother said to her. The last order she would ever be given in a long, long time. Spearkit was born into a life full of war, and only more will soon yet to come.

Spearkit's glassy, cerulean eyes gleamed with tears, each one slowing drizzling down her cheeks. The small kit rocked herself back and forth as her heart ached with misery, dripped with grief.

"Goodbye Father.... Goodbye..." Spearkit whispered softly, squeezing her eyes to shut the world away from her. She desperately clung onto the hope, that this was all unreal, that it wasn't happening.

But It Was Real, And It Was All Happening Right Before Her Eyes.