darkness. then, a spark. ablaze. the whole forest was ablaze. lush, once strong branches fell, no longer coated with moss but with flame. a small figure raced away, away from the screams of her clanmates. away. away. away. save yourself. the only thought in her head. oh, how she'd regret it later. how she couldn't save them. could never save them. ever. all she'd done was lost. bellflowercrown. urchinclan. fairywrenkit. foxkit. mossclan. lots. lost. lost. lost. LOST. when was her turn to win? ravenous tongues of flames reached for her. as they reached her, amber eyes snapped open and she awoke in her nest. but not really her's. her nest was nothing but ashes and memories. she was in the pyrothys camp. pyrothys. the very thing that had made her lose all this. pyrothys. the thing that had begun that starclan-cursed fire that would always haunt her dreams. pyrothys. which she had to destroy. lupinekit- no, /lupine/- felt as if she was seeing a new world. a place where she had a purpose. take down pyrothys. no matter if to took her to her last breath. she would be the spark to ignite the inferno.
