Burning Rage.

Flaming clenched her claws. What if what they said was true? Could she really be doomed on the next eclipse? TODAY? *Stab sound*

Prolougue.

"Please! I dont WANT to go to "Darkdeath" 's den!" Shouted flaming

"It will be fine!" Said Jamma. "In fact! I think we might be withering HIM!"

"Fine. But im running if your animal turns black with holes growing around you." Flaming scold'ishly stated

"Agreed." Jamma entered his den and flaming followed.

W,I,P BECAUSE I HAVE LITERALLY LIKE NO TIME.