Fire River

Prologue
"Run!" Screeched a cream-colored she-cat.

"It's too late," gasped a brown tabby tom.

The cream-cat's eyes watered. She bent down, sobbing onto the just-alive cat. "Rosewhisper, you know I won't make it..."

"Goodbye, Thornstorm."

The tom closed his eyes, letting limp. Rosewhisper yowled to the sky. "Rosewhisper," murmured a ginger she-cat, "let's get going. Blackpelt is fine."

"Okay, Opaleyes."

Reluctantly, Rosewhisper got up. Looking once back at her dead mate, she went along with Opaleyes.