Fangs of Venom

Prologue
"Goldfeather.. What about WindClan?" A white and ginger she mewed to a golden, broad shoulder tom.

"What about it? Love is more worth it." Goldfeather replied.

"I can't, I'm sorry Goldfeather."

"Blossomstep, just one chance."

"Goldfeather, i'm loyal to my clan, not lov-"

"Blossomstep, just please!" Goldfeather shouted.

"No!" Blossomstep hissed, darting into the brambles and slowly fading from Goldfeather's sight.

"Blossomstep..."

Blossomstep rushed through the forest, ducking from low branches, feeling a shooting pain in her stomach. She tumbled to the ground. "Oof!" She dizzily got back to her feet, climbing a small oak.