Epilogue

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Dark watched through narrowed eyes as Ruthless yowled in pain. He gazed away, thinking.

The Dynasty had escaped through his claws again. That was fine. Dark could be patient. But he worried he was losing control over his cats. They kept referring to Ruthless as their leader.

Perhaps he could escape with E-No. He couldn't let her name travel into his mind. She was too delicate, a flower that could be broken easily. He had to stay with Ruthless.

But what was this feeling blossoming inside him? It wasn't fear or pain. It was something he had felt before...briefly.

He had felt it for Leaf in the Wind. Before she died.

Was this love?

"Dark!" Ruthless cried.

Dark turned to see a small kit on the moss, squealing. "He's beautiful," Dark mewed flatly.

"What should we name him?" Ruthless pressed eagerly.

"Destroyer. He will be born to destroy the Dynasty." Dark turned away, his thoughts travelling to her again.

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