Quickly

Prologue
''It all happened... So... Quickly. They were like a torrent, coming to sweep us away into their own desires. For their own view of the world. But... We wouldn't let them. No, we are not weak... We... We refuse to let them beat us!''

Rainswept curled her lips into a snarl, letting out a furious hiss at the tom in front of her. All around her, hissing and spitting, along with yowls and growls filled her ears. They had invaded the camp on the night of the claw-moon. It was hard to see the rival tribe cat, his black pelt sleek in the little moonlight that her tribe had been provided with.

She wasn't going to stand by while everyone else fought for their territory and camp. As quick as a snake, the young in-trainer ducked down and lashed her hind paws at the toms legs. Her claws outstretched to their full length, she jumped back as soon as she felt fur hit her claws.

But the enemy in front of her was smarter than that, he reared up, blocking what moonlight the small grey form that faced him had to work with. For a moment, everything was pitch black, she could rely on nothing but her ears and nose.

But as quickly as the shadows over her sight came? It was gone, and pain spread through her veins, shocking her body like lightning. Everything was half red, nothing but pure crimson. ''I'm half blinded! ''She needed to relax, she needed to remember what Jay and Splash had told her.

''Just relax, blindness is an advantage. ''Splash' words were like a birds song in the air, but it was completely replaced by a harsh tone, one ready for a fight. Someone who refused to lose... ''You use your blindness as a good advantage! Don't back down, your enemy is a fool to blind you! You have ears and a nose. Use them! ''

She opened her eyes, the small grey form rearing up as the tom went to try and hit her other eye. As a shadow fell over the small supply of moonlight, she knew where to go. She lashed out her forepaws once again, hooking her claws into her enemy's outstretched paw.

She dragged his forepaw down, his scent bathing her tongue as she chomped on his paw, trying to cripple him. A warm taste flooded her jaws, satisfied, she backed down, spitting out the blood of the enemy cat. The tom let out a hiss, lunging at the in-trainer.

I felt like a stone hit the water as panicked rippled through her veins. She had just realized how massive her enemy truly was...

Rainswept darted to the left of him, running behind and slamming her paws down onto his tail. This surprised him, but only for a moment. She had to work fast if she wanted this tactic to work, she lifted her forepaws up, sinking them into his flanks. Then, heaving herself up, she smashed her hind paws down on his tail again to buy some time.

Scrambling onto the toms back, she sank her foreclaws into his shoulders. Bringing her head down,