Sharpspear ~ Warrior Cats ~ WIP.

Sharpspear was prowling around in the night, hunting for food for her clan. She knew that it was dangerous to go outside at eve, but the clan was low on food. She also knew that her brother, Bramblebush, would come out anytime sooner or later, as he said a few moons back.

These words spat out after their 'last' fight.

"Be prepared, Sharpspear" was what he said. "Be prepared, for I will come back, so I can kill you and succeed my mission, unlike last time."

The words always echoed in her ears like a broken record player. Her brother had always used to be nice. They'd play with the other cats, dawn and dusk. They were both good hunters and agile runners, as they had been told by their mother.