Scruffs' Fading Hope

Here is the next book after Scruffs' New Begining. The prologue is in Redscruff's point of view. If you don't remember, Redscruff was the last 'scruff' to be born, many, many moons before Whitescruff(Whitestar). Hope y'all enjoy it!! Rainfire 00:51, May 13, 2010 (UTC)

Prologue
I stretched in the pool of sunlight. StarClan is a great place to retire to. Well, it's not really retiring, but retire is better than saying, 'I died and now I'm in StarClan.' You get my point. I looked over and watched my mother, Goldenscruff, yawn and start to doze off. Goldenscruff is a beautiful black she-cat with a gold scruff and dark brown eyes. I glanced over at a big rock that Blackscruff liked to rest on. She was laying there now. Blackscruff only got up on special occasions, so I was surprised when she lifted her head and sat up. She had her ears pricked and was staring ahead at nothing. I noticed that her strirring had attracted the attention of all the other 'scruffs'. Blackscruff stretched and leaped gracefully off of the rock. She flicked her tail and the 'scruffs' followed her into the forest. We stopped at a pool. Blackscruff sat down and the rest of us gathered around the pool.

"I have seen something very disturbing," Blackscruff meowed, her voice ringing with authority.

No cat ever challenges Blackscruff. She is has the coldest heart of all the 'scruffs'. Spiritscruff stood up and adressed her mother calmly.

"No doubt about that, Blackscruff," Spiritscruff said.