"Thunderclan, destroy that maggot before he ruins everything!
Destroy these mindless dogs and sweep them off the earth before
you!" Just as you shout this, several cats jump onto your back.
They go for your neck, but just as you lose hope of saving at least
one life in this battle, you feel a fell power running through your
veins. Bloodlust has taken you, you realize! You barrel the cats over
and begin fighting like your lion ancestors. "Get back
skum!" you shout at the oppressive forces. You swing one paw
after the other, throwing cats into eachother and clearing the forest
of Blueclan. "Rip them apart! If I find one living Blueclan
warrior, I'll slice you all to bits and leave you for the crows!"
The wizard of Blueclan decides this is the last straw. He pounces for
you, but you dodge to the side and scrape lines down his side. As he
lands, you bring a powerful, enraged forepaw down on his chest. He
rolls to the side, and your paw hits the ground, spraying dirt and
rubble everywhere. The Wizard's claws suddenly light up as a coating
of demonic fire engulfs them. He jumps again, this time hitting his
target, and uses his magic to come down hard on your chest. You cry
out mightily as a loud CRACK!!! sounds in your ears. He has broken
several of your ribs! You struggle to get up, but have a hard time
breathing and flop back down again. The wizard then makes short work
of you, easily taking your second life. Starclan talks to you and lets
you know what you must do to fulfill your destiny. You nod and
occasionally make eye-contact, but do not listen to a word they're
saying. You're too preoccupied with getting back to the fight.
Eventually, they let you go and you awake to find
that--