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PROLOGUE.
Yowling sounded from behind the bramble, as the black-and-orange tabby tom twisted around, his pupils thinned and fur spiked. He flinched and shot against the ground as a completely black figure jumped on him. "Aspenblaze, you traitor." The black tom hissed. Aspenblaze stared in horror. "I didn't do anything!" He stammered, his fighting instincts vanished. The black tom stared, pushing his claws against the other warriors' throat. "You could've helped us. Churningstar is dead, because of you!" He hissed, and Aspenblaze pushed his front paw onto the black warriors' face. An odd colored she jumped onto the black tom, her claws unsheathing, and pinned the warrior down. "Go, Aspen!" She yowled.
Aspenblaze darted back to camp to tell the leader about what had just happened.
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