Flames. Flames everywhere. The crackling of fire sends ashes flying everywhere, and the large puffs of smoke fill the area, making it hard for every cat to breathe. But there was a space where the smoke subsided. Ashfur was standing on a large stick, blocking Lionblaze, Hollyleaf, and Jayfeather from safety. Squirrelflight stood behind them, her expression a look of shock and terror.

Squirrelflight: "What are you doing, Ashfur? Move aside!"

Ashfur: "No. You chose Brambleclaw over me, now you will watch your kits die. It's your turn to suffer now!"