Forest of Night

This is my contest entry.

DarkClan
Leader - Darkstar - Pitch black tom with shining amber eyes.

Deputy - Nightshade - Black tom with dark grey dapples and paws and periwinkle eyes.

Warriors -

Shadebranch - Dark grey tom with pitch black markings and periwinkle eyes. Nightshade's son.

Owlcry - Brown tom with green eyes.

Clawstrike - Grey tom with blue eyes.

Prologue ~ Evil-Doers
Fog floated around the shadowed pines, clumping up in dark clouds. An orange, golden, and white cat stalked through the trees. The dark clouds covered her sight, and she trudged through a never ending forest of nightmares. Whispers could be heard among the trees, and she froze. "This isn't right." She muttered.

"Goldheart, what are you doing deep in the Phantom trees?" A voice hissed. Goldheart lashed around, staring a shadowy cat made of darkness.

"Get away from me, Shadow!" She yowled, but over the whispers she couldn't hear herself.

"Goldheart, you have a destiny. Our shadows have a destiny. To see blood." Shadow grinned, letting his pitch black claws slide out. The moon illuminated Goldhearts fur, as Shadow leaped.

The darkness leaped, tackling Goldheart to the ground. "Get off me!" She screeched, but Shadow continued. He shoved his claws deeper and deeper into Goldheart's flesh, scarlet blood glittering on the two.

"This is your destiny. This is our destiny." Shadow spoke, his voice seeming to swirl around the pines before falling into the whisper of the phantoms.

Goldheart wailed out. "NO!" She protested as Shadow sliced her stomach open, and mauled her some more. The death blow seemed to echo in Goldhearts mind before darkness overwhelmed her world, and she fell limp and cold.

"Our destiny is to see the blood of the living, the blood that puts fear in our enemies, the blood that mangles innocent kits. Our destiny is not to claim rights, its to kill." Shadow growled as the warm blood reached his large paws in gushes. "We are not a star. We are a demise."

Shadow shoved Goldheart's body away, snarling. His pointed claws glinted as the never ending moon light struck him in rays, and he faded away into the shadows.

"Goldheart!" Redclaw leaped from the thorny clumps, screeching as he dipped his head over his mates dead body.

"Redclaw, treat her like you would any warrior." Nightshade snarled. Redclaw turned from the deputy, muttering something offense about Nightshade. He looked back to the patrol, seeing amusement in Owlcry and Shadebranch's eyes.

"Goldheart died cause of Shadow. i told you he would become a threat, Nightshade." Shadebranch growled. Nightshade stalked off, searching for nothing.