Dark Hearted

Summary
Starlingsong, growing up, has always been trusting and clinging to the same cats. She loves her Clan and cares for her kin. But, as it all goes by, Starlingsong discovers great secrets hidden beneath her calm life in ShadowClan- and the cats she cared for the most are not what they seemed...

Prologue
Morningstar looked affectionately at her mate. “We’re going to have kits, Nightstorm,” she said, nuzzling his cheek.

The black tom’s green gaze widened, then filled with pure love. “These kits will make the Clan proud of them,” he murmured, curling up beside her. “They will be as strong and as brave as you.”

Morningstar purred with amusement. “I know I can trust you to take care of the Clan while I’m nursing, my deputy. You were always the best at bossing cats around!”

Nightstorm grinned and gave her a playful swat around the ear, then stopped. The queen’s brown and white fur was on end. Her amber eyes were clouded. “Morningstar?...”

The queen suddenly jerked, gasping for breath. Nightstorm curled tighter around her to stop her from collapsing. “What is it?” the black tom hissed softly in her ear.

The queen trembled. “I-I saw blackness in our camp, with blood spattered everywhere, and, and I heard words…” She paused, drawing in a shuddering breath. “''The darkness is coming to take the good. Beware the..."''

“Settle down, it was nothing." Nightstorm meowed quietly.

"But!" She gasped.

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