It had been a moon since I killed the MoonClan leader. I really felt like taking over, so for the last moon I gathered all of the coyotes, foxes, and rogues that I could find for an army. MoonClan knew about this, and the battle was in a few minutes. I made an announcement. "Are you guys ready to own Yellowstone?! Everybody will fear us! We can rule the whole entire forest! We have outnumbered them! Don't run away like you always do! FIGHT! GET THEM! GET THEM GOOD!" I howled. One of the coyotes yipped. "Did you just interrupt me?" I growled. All of the coyotes turned the other direction, fighting five MoonClan warriors. A pang of disrespect rushed through me. In a few minutes, all of my soldiers were dead!!! I jumped off of my rock and growled. MoonClan repeated. We fought, until I couldn't stand anymore. I was dying. I would be dead in a few seconds. I saw Everest watching in the shadows. I blurted out my last words to Everest. "Don't fail me..."
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The Life of Thunderstorm (COVER YET TO BE REMADE)
Mystery / ThrillerThis story will tell the secrets and sins of Thunderstorm, the ice cold white wolf...
