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Prologue
BlazeClan's territory loomed up ahead, dark and menacing. But Ghoulstar wasn't afraid. Emberstar had betrayed him. Stopped him from killing a goody-good cat in a battle. She should have known that her mate wouldn't've just let that go with a shrug of his shoulders.

Muscles rippling beneath the variety of pelt colors, the MonsterClan ambush moved swiftly beneath the pine trees that were scattered about. They had gotten to know this territory when MonsterClan and BlazeClan had been close- so close, they had even shared a camp. A large one, with plenty of space. But once those three kits were born, Emberstar had changed.

And where were those three kits? Well, Ghoulstar knew that Lonekit had been taken to the Dark Forest; he was a sassy, evil kit, just like his father. Shame he died from a falling tree. Bearkit and Greedkit had disappeared. Where those two had last been, the MonsterClan leader had smelled twolegs and fear scent-- all of the same freshness.

Those twolegs would pay for taking his kits.

  But at the moment, the warriors and apprentices of this attack patrol would have to focus on just that-- attacking'''. 'And we'll win this battle,'' Ghoulstar thought as a maliscious grin tugged on the ends of his maw. Flattening his ears against his skull, the dark leader slunk among the now denser undergrowth towards the heart of BlazeClan's territory-- and the camp.

It came into sight. A large dip in the ground, bushes encircling it, with a large rock in the middle, a lichen-covered opening visible against the gray of the boulder. BlazeClan have less than us, I have to remeber that. Letting out a battle cry, Ghoulstar plunged down the incline and into the camp.

The clearing exploded into action. BlazeClan warriors came out to meet the MonsterClan amubush. Emberstar emerged from the lichen entrance of her den, eyes widening as she saw the chaos enfolding her Clan. "Ghoulstar! I should've known it would be you!" she hissed, unsheathing her claws and leaping for her past mate.

The black-and-white leader pushed off his hind legs into the air to meet the she-cat. The two locked in combat, falling to the hard earth with an oof! As Emberstar struggled to regain her breath, Ghoulstar took the advantage. Slicing up her belly with razor-sharp claws, he let out a growl of satisfaction.

The different shaded cream she-cat began breathing raggedly. Opening her jaws wide enough, she choked out, "This isn't my last life, or the last time we'll meet."

"I know," Ghoulstar answered, turning away and kicking up dirt onto the dying cat's figure. MonsterClan had won; Emberstar had lost another life. Her words echoed in the MonsterClan leader's mind, ''This isn't my last life, or the last time we'll meet. Ghoulstar curled his claws. I know it won't, but we'll be ready, and winning.''