The rogue who was engaging Silverstripe, a calico she-cat, threw her into the ground several times, bruising the silver tabby with each strike. Normally, Silverstripe would be greatly overpowering the rogue, but with her severe wounds, combined with her almost dimished energy, she was essentially helpless. A steady stream of blood dripped from Silverstripe's head like a ribbon."I took you lightly," the rogue chuckled softly. "I thought you were an easy opponent. I must say, I am surprised at how much you've fought." The she-cat's eyes darkened as she threw Silverstripe to the ground, holding her down with a firm paw. "Surrender. Give in. And maybe, I'll let you live."
Silverstripe, summoning the last bit of her energy, lifted her head. "No. No ShadowClan warrior would ever give in to a fox-heart like you," she rasped. "I'm not going to die the way you want me to."
A growl rose in the she-cat's throat. '"That's too bad." She took Silverstripe's neck in her jaws, clamping down hard. Unable to help it, she let out a whimper, before she fell limp.
(dun dun dun lol)