Amber's Heartbreak

Prologue
"Don't think you can trick me again, you piece of fox dung!" snarled the smoky grey she-cat viciously, lashing out at the swimming blur of brown fur as her vision blurred. "You got my last litter, Vixen, but not this time!" She looked hopefully up at the twinkling stars for a solution, but they just twinkled coldly in the midnight blue sky as Vixen lashed out again. Blood filled her clear blue eyes and pain shot like lightning through her body.

"And what state are you in? Do you think you could defend your kits now?" Vixen retorted silkily, her voice filled with pure venom. Vixen's amnber eyes flashed furious fire, and her fur bristled like a shock wave. She looked entirely deranged; which she was, yet the foolish rogues still looked up to her as a leader.

The maimed she-cat cracked a small smile- a knowing smile, as if she knew more than she was saying. Her eyes began to dull, but in her last moments she managed to murmur: "Yes, I do." Then she took one last shuddering breath that seemed to last forever. Then, she slumped and died.

"Ash?" asked Vixen uncertainly, not knowing whether her rival was bluffing. But after several moments of sitting there with bated breath, her hopes were confirmed. She picked up the three shuddering kits and left, leaving Ash to lie in her own pool of scarlet blood.