Along time ago
A kit, now known as Wildfire
Was stolen from the leader of Bloodclan.
This is the story of Scourge's son.
He laid her down after the attack was over. He was pumping her heart, trying to kickstart it. He stopped and listened to her lungs; They were fillied with a liquid. He gave her mouth- to-mouth, in a desperate try to bring her back to life. He stopped, and muttered "Konsu-in Mesmoarder Incantatum"