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Ternwhisker watched from his own territory to which he and his mate, Spiderstorm had claimed. Now, the bi-color tom was alone again, the news had spread that Spiderstorm had found a way to return to the living, young and youthful. It pained him to watch her suffer through the things that she had long since forgotten about, the main factor was that she was expecting kits of several toms, meaning the love of theirs has since evaporated. ''But it can't of gone that quickly now can it? She said so herself it hurt to betray me, but she went several times, and has killed more cats.'' "Somethings never change, and I was stupid enough to think she could..." Ternwhisker trailed off, returning back into the small outcrop he called home. -- 10:40 Sat Feb 8

Perri looked at her paws. I can't even see them! She had faded so much recently, that now she could see the ground where her paws once were. The only hint of her white paws was a pale mist. She was furious, yet frightened. She didn't show her fear, though. She had never gained revenge on Soren and Gylfie, when she attempted to enter their dreams, it was blocked somehow. ''They're forgetting me! It's because of those mates and kits of theirs, obviously. If only Soren had never saved that Emily, and if Gylfie hadn't gone into twolegplace and seen Bruno... I could have gotten my revenge by now.'' Perri hissed to herself, and then looked into a puddle. Her golden eyes lit up in alarm. She could see the trees through her, more than ever. She could barely make out the patches of tortoiseshell and white fur. Perri suddenly felt terror flow through her. She was getting dimmer by the second. ''I'm fading! I've become too transparent to stay! No, I can't be! After all I've been through, I'm fading already!'' Perri looked around frantically, and then she couldn't feel the soil beneath her. It cut out abruptly, as Perri then didn't feel the air anymore. Where she had once stood, there was nothing but an empty space. 15:03, April 12, 2014 (UTC)

A pain filled howl echoed across a clearing. Four cats had gathered around, two sat watching the other two had been busy. A black molly stood above the pelt of a cat on the ground. "Do you believe those kit stories now?" The black warrior stood on the pelt of the tabby tom who lay at her paws, his face had a deep gash which was bleeding quite heavily. A groan came from the tom below as he looked up to face his attacker. He finally got a good look at her, a line of scars ran across her face, taking out an eye in the process. "S-Spiderstorm?" He asked shaking, as he felt her grip tighten slightly. "Well, now you remember me? The mate you killed and the one who killed you. Took your time, Leafface." The two cats watching crept over, the tabby looked over the injured tom. "I still cannot see why you don't end him? It would be so much easier." Spiderstorm looked over at her brother, "Well you saw what he did to me. Why can I not return the favor?" Pheasanttail looked to the younger warrior before looking over at Blackheart, who just shook her head. "Leave her be, she orphaned her kits by doing this. You've lost kits before, let her remove him in her own time."

Spiderstorm, while they were talking had done so, snapping his neck once again. "You can't just kill anyone who annoys you Spiderstorm," hissed a voice. The three siblings looked to see the pale ghost of Ravenstar. By his side was a young warrior, her black pelt similar to the leader's. "This is Ravenfeather, my descendant. I've called her here for reasons I want you three to recruit your own." The tom hissed the last part, his gaze directed to Spiderstorm. "No, I cannot recruit my own kits. They won't be ready to know my past." She hissed turning to the leader who simply nodded. "You must one day, they have a prophecy to fulfill. That is where my dear Ravenfeather comes in. Come here and I shall tell you three." — 09:03 Sun Apr 13

Tigerscar looked on as Fogface went to go find Spiderstorm and her family again. He had already agreed to let Ravenstar bring his descendant in here, as long as there wasn't going to be any unwanted trouble brought in.

Fogface noticed the four other cats in the clearing, including Spiderstorm. ''Dead again already? Wow. That's a new record.'' he thought to himself. The fluffy gray tomcat walked over to the four, and noticed a fifth one, a black she-cat.

"What are you doing? Master sent me here to check up on you, just to make sure you're, you know, on task." Fogface told the three cats, popping out from a gnarly bush. 14:37, April 13, 2014 (UTC)

"And what exactly is our task?" Blackheart meowed, watching as Spiderstorm moved closer to herself and Pheasanttail. Ravenstar stood close to the shaking pelt of Ravenfeather, "Don't be scared my dear, it's Fogface." He whispered, meant for her ears only. As the siblings waited for an answer, the large tom stalked off wanting to train his recruit. — 19:51 Sun Apr 13

"Train the new apprentices, simple." Fogface replied. He was amused that the new she-cat seemed frightened by his measly appearance. 19:52, April 13, 2014 (UTC)

Jaypaw blinked open his eyes, feeling relieved that he hadn't felt any pain from hitting his head or that the others hadn't found out about his mistake. Although, as Jaypaw's eyes adjusted to the dimness of the place, he recalled that it was day when he ran into that tree, ''Was I out that long?! Did no one else like care I was gone for almost a day!'' he thought, suddenly feeling paranoid within. Although, the realization that the place wasn't WinterClan struck Jaypaw as he studied the dead trees around him, and the starless sky that mourned sorrow almost from it's lack of brightness in any possible way. Looking a bit fearful, the young tom lifted himself to his paws slowly, looking for any signs of life in the wasteland he seemed to have ended up in, although not even a branch stirred at his very presence.

Swerving his head around rather quickly, he bore the fact that he had indeed ended up in a place where no life showed itself, and that he would never get out unless he started to find a way out. After much prodding on his part to even move a paw step from his location, he began to pace himself slowly towards the unnervingly dark forest that loomed ahead of him. Tactically, the tom decided that he'd ought to mark the trees by scratching them, so he would find his first location if need be. As he trailed onwards, he fought the urge to curl up in a ball or even screech at the constant feeling of someone watching him that nipped at his fur, which was one of the worst feeling's he had experienced in his lifetime, if he wasn't already dead.

The constant worry that this was where he was to end forever gnawed at him, and even as he kept telling himself that he hadn't hit his head too hard on that tree, he still felt the isolation and slight insanity that pricked at his mind, controlling his now endlessly revolving thoughts. He defiantly didn't seem to find anything different as he marched on, nor did he ever find an open space like the place he had first been in. Deciding to turn back, he turned tail and looked for his claw marks in the trees. As he searched, suddenly a horrific occurrence devoured him as he found that his marks disappeared. Disappeared... H-How.. he thought in horror, staring endlessly at the tree he was sure he marked last.

The young dilute ginger tom suddenly broke into a run the direction he had came from, his eyes searching wildly around him for any sign he had been there. Nothing showed, and endless trees loomed ahead of him, one looking like another. Even though the frightened tom was sure that he hadn't traveled this far, he kept going until he was sure his legs were going to fall off. As he slowed, he got down onto his side and started to panic. Suddenly, as he started to pant, he heard a voice echo around him, "Are you lost kit?" sneered a voice.

Feeling ultimately ashamed and violated by the fact that the cat was probably watching him all this time, he jumped to his paws, "Who's there?! I swear if your here to taunt me you'll get a sound clawing!" he growled, swerving around to catch a glimpse of the mysterious cat. Hearing rustling on his side, he turned around to see a massive sized cat appear. The cat appeared to be twice his size at least, with large shoulders and a half-sized tail. His fur seemed to be ripped almost everywhere, and it was almost impossible to tell he had ginger tabby fur because of his scarred pelt and the fact that he was partly transparent. Although, the thing that spooked Jaypaw the most was his souless amber eyes, which glowed a light that bore no fear, no strength, no cowardice, just nothing. The complete emotionless stare he gave Jaypaw almost made him jump.

The cat seemed to get out a rather silent but deep growl, which Jaypaw could tell was his way of 'laughing', "I'm pretty sure if anyone was clawing anyone here, you'd be dead in a few heart-beats," he mewed darkly. Jaypaw looked angered by this, and even though he knew it was true, he couldn't keep his mouth shut long, "Oh yeah? You and what ar-" he was cut off as the wind got jolted out of him, and the crushing weight of a cat twice his size kept him on the ground, fighting for breath. He opened his eyes to find the cat on top of him, pinning him with one paw on his chest, a smile crossing his face and his amber eyes boring into his own vibrant green eyes, which he could guess were showing the fear and surprise he felt at the moment. He started to stutter for air as more and more kept getting pushed out, and it took several moment until the tom released him and let him breath.

Gasping for air, Jaypaw began to cough as the tom kept his eye settled on him intently, as if studying him. Jaypaw began to feel not only angrier, but irritated beyond belief of his true capacity for such an emotion, "Your bloody kidding me? The only way you could have done that was because your dead, if you were living you wouldn't be nearly as good," he mewed hotly, licking the ruffled fur along his spine. The tom chuckled a bit, "Sure of that, kit? You sure are scrawny and weak, almost like a dog. All bark no bite, and you sure got some scratching bite, although I hate to break it to you, those comments won't get you any nearer to leaving here in one piece," he mewed.

Jaypaw flicked his tail as he finished washing, looking the cat in the face, "Is that a challenge? Because I'm not here to do any of your dirty work or be the punching bag of your stupid tricks" he mewed in a rash tone. The tom chuckled, "Indeed. I will fight you right, without using any of my 'dirty tricks'. Deal?" he mewed in a deep growl. Jaypaw looked stunned, "N-No way! I want to get out of here, not fight some frog-brain," he hissed.

The tom seemed unaffected by the comment, "If you want to go, you have to fight me first. Deal?" he repeated. Jaypaw turned his head, thinking for a moment, he knew that he couldn't leave without the toms help, and even if he was dead or in a dead universe, he couldn't actually get hurt, right? After some thought, he jerked his head in a nodding way then turned to face his opponent, feeling the blood rush in his ears as he saw the tom smile meliciously and slide out his slightly faded but unusually long, narrow front claws that, as far as Jaypaw could see, could easily reach bone with one jab. Nervousness crept up on him, and it made him almost falter under his own pressure. When the tom saw this, he smiled even wider, "Then shall we start?" he echoed.

Jaypaw shook his head, clearing his thoughts. He'd attack with all he had, to get back to WinterClan, no matter how insufferable most of the cats were. Concentrating, he pin pointed the tom's location then started to circle him, and to Jaypaw's surprise, the tom didn't seem to move or even keep his gaze on him. Feeling an easy tackle, he suddenly sprang in the tom's direction, although suddenly he realized, as he landed, that the tom wasn't there. Looking around, he spotted the tom next to him, and knew that he had moved as soon as he heard Jaypaw's paws leave the ground. He expected the tom to launch at him immediately, but he hadn't expected the excruciating pain that followed as the tom dug his claws into Jaypaw's side. Letting out a howl of pain, he tried to roll away from the tom as he left his claws inside of him, but it only caused the skin to rip underneath his fur as he pulled away. Lapping away the excessive blood that flowed from his long, thick wound that stretched across his side, he kept an eye on the tom as he soon disappeared into the nearby shadows of the forest.

Feeling suddenly alarmed at the silence of his missing opponent, he kept all his focus on the woods, staring in all directions and keeping his ears pricked and alert. Jaypaw knew, as he began to stagger up, that he wouldn't be able to see him, because that's what the tom expected, for Jaypaw to rely on his eyes and at the last minute, he would launch from the shadows and it would be too late for Jaypaw to detect him. So instead, since his nose wasn't an answer due to the sudden deafness of his scent in the dark place he was trapped in, he closed his eyes and concentrated on the forest around him and, because of the silence of everything, he could expect the rustling to be the tom's. Picking up traces of things sliding in the grass, he knew that the tom was only a fox-length away about, and on his wounded side. As the rustling stopped, he opened his eyes and suddenly moved away as the tom lept at him. The surprise on the tom's face was countless, so Jaypaw took the opportunity and drove his rather short claws into the toms side.

Although, this seemed to make no affect on the tom, so soon the tom flipped him over by kicking his belly and landed a paw on his chest yet again, only less extreme then before. Although, he did feel as the tom ran one of his claws down his face, and as Jaypaw screeched, he stopped the claw in it's place and smiled. "Do you give in?" he mewed. Jaypaw growned, "N-Noo-Ouuug!" he hissed as another claw made it's way down his cheek and to his chin, all the way to the top of his neck. "Do you give in?" he repeated, and Jaypaw yet again declined, followed by another claw that dug deeper into his neck. Finally, Jaypaw hissed pitifully, "F-Fine, I-I give in!" he hissed, his pride smashed into tiny pieces. The tom let his face slide back to normal as he stepped off of Jaypaw.

Jaypaw knew of his condition even without looking; bloody, clawed, missing fur probably in ten different places, and even as he looked, he was surprised by his condition all the same. His ragged fur was torn in several places, and half of his fur was coated in red, making his cream tabby red and brown. His face was probably worse, being that blood kept dripping into his left eye, forcing him to blink several times. He felt it ooze off of his chin and into the mucky, brown dirt floor that was now soaked with not only his own blood, but the tom's as well. The scratch that Jaypaw had given him bore into the tom's broad shoulders, making it bleed slowly and carefully.

The tom looked at him intently, "Hm, you have potential, kit. As you may have noticed, this is an afterlife, but one that you may not know nor have heard about before. Here, only the strongest get to survive, and power means everything. Forget everything you may have learnt about how 'power means nothing, winning isn't everything'. Well, it is, and the power one can hold is greater then anything else you may ever find," he mewed, now circling Jaypaw. Jaypaw frowned, "Would you stop calling me 'kit'," he muttered coolly, "Besides, who are you anyways, if your dead and all," he asked. The tom smiled again, this time probably even wider then before, as if happy about finally being asked, "You may have heard of me. I'm Brambleshadow," he told Jaypaw, sitting down and licking his scarred pelt.

Jaypaw frowned, "I don't have a clue. Now, where's the stupid exit to this wasteland?" he groaned, looking around. Brambleshadow shrugged, "I'll send you back. You know, a cat like you could do well training here. We here could make you strong, you know, and not as weak as you appear to be," he slid in, staring at him now with such an intensity that almost made Jaypaw cringe, like how Raggedpaw stared, only worse. Jaypaw was almost considering the offer, but he pushed it off with a sarcastic comment, "Me, train here, in this lame excuse for a forest, with cats that are beyond idiotic like you? Yeah, right, not on my last life," he mewed coolly, turning his back on Brambleshadow, "Send me back now, thanks," he growled. Brambleshadow shruggled, "Alright. I expect to meet you again, Jaypaw. And don't think that we won't, trust me, we will in due time. Now, farewell," he mewed, and as soon as Jaypaw turned back to face Brambleshadow, to catch the deep ended smile on his face, he was jolted back into reality. (ohthistookuplike3/4'softhepage) 01:48, April 14, 2014 (UTC)

Saplingkit looked around with a O.O look. ''Erm, where am I??? Where's Scarceclaw, I have to kill that kittypet! I have to kill Leafface over for killing my adoptive mother, and I have to kill Weaselkit because (She's jealous. x3) he (')stole(') everything from me!!'' She thought, digging her tiny claws into the dirt. 00:49, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

Spiderstorm looked at Saplingkit with utter confusion; her sister and brother shared similar expressions. "Well, Spiderstorm looks like your kin do take after you,"Pheasanttail jeered, earning a cuff from Blackheart. Spiderstorm stepped forward to the kitten, "Dear? What are you doing here? How did you get here?" She found herself startled, at how such a young kitten had found such a horrible place to reside. — 00:54 Tue Apr 15

Saplingkit pricked her ears. "Spiderstorm!! I tried killing that cursed kittypet, Scarceclaw, but... Where is he, where am I?" Growled Saplingkit, unsheathing her claws and looking around. 10:58, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

Spiderstorm closed her eyes before speaking. "Sweet, you're in the Dark Forest, a place for bad cats. Including myself and my siblings." To this she nodded towards the pelts of Blackheart and Pheasanttail. Hearing the reason to why she was standing there stung, this making Pheasanttail pipe up. "You know that you yourself have kittypet blood. Slugheart was a kittypet." The tabby tom looked down to his niece. — 22:23 Tue Apr 15

Saplingkit flicked her tail. "Yes, but he came straight from a kittypet home, and bred with our warriors! He has no respect, he doesn't deserve to live!" The kit growled. 22:30, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

"Wow," Fogface remarked in a scoffing manner to the newly deceased kit. "A murderous kit. That's new. Thing is, kid, you won't survive long here. You're a kit, stuck in a kit body, so you won't become as strong as one of us." 22:38, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

Saplingkit snorted, flexing a claw. "I can I'll other kits, sick and ill cats, frail elders, I can always try!" She growled. 22:43, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

"Still not good enough," Fogface retorted in a sing-song manner. "I mean, unless you expect yourself to magically come back to life like Spiderstorm here, you're not getting anyway." 23:06, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

Saplingkit put her nose in the air. "Well, I have to be here for a reason, right? I can kill kits, kits become warriors who can train other kits, and then become leaders.  If you killed the kit, then they wouldn't be a leader, would they?" She commented. "Someone's gotta do that dirty work, right?" She added. 23:28, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

"We do that as well, insolent kit," Fogface glared at the she-kit. "And since all you can kill are weak creatures, which we can already kill, it won't be of any use. Once more cats join our ranks, you'll be like a ant compared to the likes of us." 23:39, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

"Well, so be it! Half of you fools kill each other before any work can be completed!" Retorted the she-kit, looking Fogface straight in the eyes. 23:44, April 15, 2014 (UTC)

Larchcloud blinked adjusting to dim lighting if where she met nightly with her mentor, 'The Queen' she glanced seeing that the black Molly wasn't around. She sat in the clearing looking around on full alert. The fluffy tabby enjoyed training alone and away from other cats. She remembered the first time she had arrived and her anxiety had overwelmed when cats started crowding her.

Larchcloud blinked wondering if her parents ended up here. Perhaps she'll ask The Queen later. Cha Cha Real Smooth 〜(^∇^〜）（〜^∇^)〜 (talk) 00:54, April 16, 2014 (UTC)Ospreypaw

"Yes, to kill off the weak ones, little fool!" Growled a deep voice. A dark, red-brown tabby tom padded over to the kit, making her shrink back. His yellow eyes gleamed in the faint light. "And, if you're not careful," began the tom, shoving his muzzle close to her face, letting out a growl. "You'll be next!" He finished with a hiss. It was Lionstar, brother to Rosestar, and a past leader of SummerClan. 01:11, April 16, 2014 (UTC)

"Good job, Lionstar. I like how you're stepping up your game. Might make you considered to be one of us, again, not that I mind." Fogface commented, his gaze less serious as it met Lionstar's. The fluffy gray tom felt pity for the tom once he was revived again, as he received severe humiliation from his own kits, and always wanted to help him. But, due to his work, he couldn't bargain any time with his boss at all. 01:24, April 16, 2014 (UTC)

Saplingkit pricked her ears and opened her mouth, but only squealed as Lionstar lashed out at her ear. "You have no say here, kit! Go over there, and we'll talk!" Snarled the tom, flicking his tail to a log. Saplingkit quickly bounded over to the log, out of ear-shot. "I'll deal with the kit later. We have no room for weaklings here, she won't be here long. Soon, Saplingkit will only be a fading blood-stain on the molding grass." Growled Lionstar quietly to Fogstorm. Turning around, the tom padded over to Saplingkit. 01:40, April 16, 2014 (UTC)

Jaypaw opened his eyes to find himself, once again, in the dump he had landed himself in just a few sunrises ago, which made him frown deeply. Of coarse he was here, he couldn't dream of what he wanted to, he had to end up here. Turning face the cat he least wanted to see, he let out a soft hiss, "You dragged me here again. Get me out or else I will slice you worse then before," he hissed. Jaypaw suddenly noticed that one of the tom's eyes were missing, and he wondered who did it. This place is all kinds of crazy, he thought snarkily.

Brambleshadow smiled, "Noticing the eye I see? Yes, well, I could tell you who did it, but you wouldn't believe me now would you?" he replied calmly, blinking his amber eye. Jaypaw shrugged, "Fine. Just get me out, alright? Stop bringing me here because, unless you hadn't noticed I do not want to be here, I think you are as bad at reading the situation as a tree," he sneered, turning tail and ignoring Brambleshadow's slight snickering. This was brief though, and soon he turned back to Brambleshadow, "So, you mentioned extra training. If it will make me stronger, then I will take it, but it is not like I actually need training, just some practice would be nice," he mewed, a bit embarrassed. Brambleshadow nodded, "Good indeed. Shall we start tomorrow after sunset?" he asked. Jaypaw nodded, "Right. How will I meet here again?" he asked. Brambleshadow blinked, "Sleep." 01:19, April 21, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar licked his claws, thinking of how he would kill Saplingkit. The red-brown tabby Tom narrowed his eyes down at his Great Grandson, considering training him. 11:40, April 29, 2014 (UTC)

Blackheart carefully ushered her two nieces into the Dark Forest, her black pelt ruffled from a short fight with a couple of StarClanners. She looked down at her tiny nieces and smiled warmly. "Remember who we are seeing?" The small black kitten smiled back, "Mommy!" Blackheart nodded as she lead them into the territory that the three siblings had claimed. Pheasanttail appeared next to his sister in a blink, scaring her to a degree. After a huff of breath she glared at the tabby. "Don't do that," she hissed. "Sorry, but who are these cuties?" He asked, kneeling down to look at the kittens. "Our nieces, they don't have names. Spiderstorm's been a mess since finding out she can't cross back into StarClan after what had happened at Magpiestar's ceremony, so I thought I'd bring them here." Blackheart explained, nudging the tabby and white kitten slightly.

"Do you think she'll be happy at that? Seeing her daughters might hurt, and I know that from experience." Pheasanttail added, following his sister. Blackheart shrugged it, keeping the two kittens infront of her, making sure they didn't wander away. "Spiderstorm? There are a couple cats here to see you," the she-cat called sitting down. A faint growl escaped the entrance of the den, a ragged she-cat made her way. The kittens cowered near the aunt, seeing an ugly scar stretched across the newcomer's face.

"Spiderstorm, we found your daughters." Blackheart piped up, slightly distracted by the shaking kittens at her legs. "My daughters?" Spiderstorm questioned, looking down to the two kittens. They look so much like me, only one is a tabby like Leafface. "Why did you bring them here? They deserve a better life in StarClan, Blackheart." She spoke finally, somewhat transfixed by her daughters still. "But my dear, I saved them, at least that is what they told me." The older sister persisted, moving to stand next to Spiderstorm. "The Star cats wanted us to stay away from you, but we wanted to see you! We missed you mommy." The black kitten stepped forward to 'boop' her mother on the nose. Spiderstorm suppressed a chuckle then spoke, "Do you two have names?" When the kittens shook their heads, their mother thought for a second.

"My daughters, I name you Nightkit and Snakekit." She purred loudly, nosing her kitten's softly. "You will grow strong here and become warriors," Spiderstorm added, sharing a glance to Pheasanttail and Blackheart as if to say; if a paw is landed on them or near them, the attacker is history. 11:07 Sat May 3

Lionstar sent Spiderstorm and her kits a sharp glare. ''Fools are making us look weak! Nothing grows in the Dark Forest, which is why I'm killing her Foster kit, Saplingkit! Fogface won't be pleased, and I'm not pleased either. More lousy kits that can do nothing!'' Thought the Dark Forest leader, snarling under his breath as he padded over to Saplingkit. The kit looked at him with wide eyes. "You know that nothing grows here, kit. I don't grow old, apprentices only earn their warrior names through skill, and kits stay kits. Same for StarClan!" He growled, glaring into Saplingkit's eyes.

"I know, but I can kill other kits!" She argued, her gaze blazing. Lionstar let out a mighty hiss, making Saplingkit flinch and duck down low. "You can't do anything here! Killing kits is worthless, just like Fogface said!" Spat Lionstar. 15:17, May 3, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar growled, turning his back to the kit and leaving his den. I'll kill that twerp later, if I don't trip over her and squish her first! He thought bitterly, lashing his red tail. He patrolled the StarClan/Dark Forest border, scowling at StarClan's perfect little land. He growled as he heard rustling in some bushes across the StarClan border, and scented a cat. ''Perfect! I'll act wounded, and lure them over the border, and then kill that StarClan cat!'' He thought, whimpering in and pain, and holding up a paw. A gaze burned into his pelt as he padded into the undergrowth. He felt pleased as he heard soft paw-steps behind him. Lionstar let out a louder wail, giving himself a quick cut on his paw. Though it wasn't too painful, it bled quite a bit. To his surprise, the StarClan cat gasped, and pelted to him. "What th-" Before the former leader could finish, a golden colored she-cat bowled him over, nuzzling his chin.

"Oh daddy, what did you do to yourself now?! Lemme see it, lemme see it!" Mewed the she-cat. Lionstar's eyes widened as he realized who that StarClan cat was: Sunstar. His very own flesh and blood. Lionstar grunted, licking the blood from his paws. "I'm afraid I have to ki-" He cut himself with his own purrs as Sunstar licked his nose. "Sunny, cut that out!" Purred the ever-so-evil Dark Forest tom. "Are you proud of how I killed you, daddy?!" Teased Sunstar, her eyes glowing with pride. "Ohhhh yes I am, Sunny, that's my little girl, you take after your daddy, don't you?" Cooed Lionstar, licking his daughter's ear. Hehehe...I hope there are Dark Forest cats around seeing this! Though Sunstar bitterly. 00:36, May 8, 2014 (UTC)

Brutalpaw let out a purr of delight as he spied on his father meeting Sunstar. What a dweeb. he thought mockingly. Eveningfrost was by his side, glaring at the ginger tom.

Meanwhile, Fogface and Tigerscar were observing the two meeting cats. They were to see if Lionstar would still be worthy of their recognition. 00:54, May 8, 2014 (UTC)

Sunstar scented the air, smelling more and more Dark Forest cats. More fun... She thought, prepared to humiliate her father more. "Oh daddy...how I've missed you!" She meowed with a purr, cuddling close to the Tom. "You made me sooooo proud, Sunny! You did a great job at killing me, didn't you?  C'mon, join me my little girl!" Purred Lionstar. Sunstar's eyes widened, and she backed away "N....N-No!" She growled, not expecting her father's request. 01:17, May 8, 2014 (UTC)

Fogface muttered, "What a loser, thinking that a little bit of small talk is going to get his good-for-nothing daughter in here." The gray tom looked at Tigerscar to wait for his response.

"Right. Pretty pathetic, if you ask me." Tigerstar scoffed at Lionstar's decision, twitching his black, battle-scarred tail. 18:57, May 11, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar let out a low, warning growl to his daughter, and circled her, occasionally unsheathing his claws, and then slipping them back inside. She's a very strong and powerful leader, we need her.... I-I need her, she's my daughter... He thought, glaring down at Sunstar. "C'mon, Sunny. I love you, we're family, we can destroy the Clans together, and StarClan! StarClan's soft, lazy, and boring. They're goody-too-shoes!" Snarled Lionstar. Sunstar met her father's gaze, flinching a bit.

"N-No they're not, da!" She growled, stepping back. Lionstar let out an angry hiss, his golden eyes gleaming with rage.

"Yes they are, and you know so! StarClan's boring, but here, you can fight all you want, and the more you fight, the more your respected! (Join the Dark side, we have cookies! x3) Do you really think StarClan respects you? Do they praise you, Sunstar? Do they respect you like I do?" Spat Lionstar. 23:26, May 11, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang hissed as he woke up. ''Well. I am Dark Forest scum after all'' he thought, then looked at his paws. He growled, then padded off.Meerkatpaw (talk) 23:16, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Sunstar snarled at her father, fluffing her gorgeous golden pelt. "No." She then growled. Lionstar smirked, and opened his mouth, but his daughter cut him off. "They respect me way more, Lionstar! And there, I'm known for something. Every cat knows me for my beauty, dad, and they respect that. Goodbye, scum!" Spat Sunstar, fleeing in the other direction. Lionstar snarled, lashing out at his StarClan-Daughter's legs. 23:18, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang looked around. "Well this is interesting" he grunted, looking around some more.Meerkatpaw (talk) 23:25, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Sunstar shrieked in pain, falling to the ground. Her green eyes blazed like flames as she lashed out at her father. 23:26, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang heard a shriek, then looked through a space through some trees. He climbed one of them and saw a tom and a she cat fighting. He watched on, his eyes shining with surprising pleasure.Meerkatpaw (talk) 23:33, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar growled, pinning his golden daughter. "I said join the Dark Forest!" Spat Lionstar, his golden eyes gleaming and cold. Sunstar barred her fangs, and lashed at Lionstar's face. "And I said no!" She snarled. 23:35, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang pulled off a rare smiled. Let that StarClan cat rot! he thought, watching on.Meerkatpaw (talk) 23:39, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Sunstar growled, giving her father a blow to the neck, and then walked backwards, still facing her father with her fangs barred. Roaring, Lionstar leaped, but Sunstar dodged, lashing out at his side. Lionstar hissed, and cuffed Sunstar's ear. "You've always been a great fighter, getting it from me." Growled Lionstar. 23:42, June 12, 2014 (UTC) Frostfang silently leapt from the tree and padded off. If StarClan won't accept me, then let them all rot! he thought angrily.Meerkatpaw (talk) 23:45, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar yowled angrily, and kicked his daughter in the chest. Sunstar lashed at Lionstar's face once more before fleeing back to StarClan. Growling, Lionstar trotted off, his pelt spiked. 23:46, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang looked around, then spotted a kit. ''Even kits are evil? What is this world coming to?'' he thought.Meerkatpaw (talk) 23:49, June 12, 2014 (UTC)

Saplingkit fluffed out her pelt, and jumped up to nip Frostfang's nose. "Whatya look'n at, fuzz-ball?!" Hissed the kit.

Lionstar narrowed his eyes at Frostfang and Saplingkit. ''That kit's mine to kill. I've gotta do that soon, speaking of which.'' He thought, licking the blood from his muzzle. 00:06, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang hissed. "Whoa, whoa whoa! Watch that dirty stinking mouth of yours you stupid mousebrain!" he snarled.He then thought about Birchkit. He growled at Saplingkit, then padded away.Meerkatpaw (talk) 01:06, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Saplingkit leaped forward, tiny tail lashing. "That's right, keep walking, tail between your legs!" She yowled. Lionstar narrowed his eyes at Saplingkit, and pinned her with his claws. "Quiet pipsqueak." He warned. 01:24, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang turned and hissed. "Aww, you poor WinterClan kit! Having a mood swing?" he asked in a sarcastic motherly voice.Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:08, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Saplingkit snarled, leaping at the warrior and swiping her claws over and over on his face. "How 'bout a face lift, pile of SummerClan snot?!" Spat Saplingkit, her ears pinned on the back of her head.

Lionstar casually walked over to the two and plucked the kit from Frostfang, and dropped her with a thud. "My den. Now." He growled to Saplingkit, walking over to his shaded, rocky den with his tail tip twitching. 02:10, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

"SummerClan! I'm AutumnClan you ungrateful kit!" Frostfang yelled into the den. "Your claw marks haven't left a dent in me!"Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:15, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

"'Cause I ain't finished with you, rotting clump of-" Lionstar's snarl cut off Saplingkit, who backed away from the large red-brown tom. "Both of you, shut your traps, I've got business here." He growled, glaring down at Saplingkit and unsheathing his long, deadly claws. The kit whimpered. 02:19, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang's cackle pierced the air. "Good luck WinterClan idiot!" he yelled, then walked off.Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:21, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

"He better watch his back, yapp'n away around here with Fogface and Tigerscar around isn't going to help." Lionstar muttered, narrowing his gaze at Saplingkit. "W-What're you going to do??" Asked Saplingkit, looking at Lionstar's claws, fear bright in her gaze. 02:25, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang hissed. "Even their leader here is shifty" he muttered. "Well, he is a murderer." Then he looked at his paws. What did I do to deserve being here? he thought, scowling.Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:32, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar glared at his claws, shifting them in the faint light to make Saplingkit more nervous. "Well...I dunno...I've killed many cats in different ways, Saplingkit....Pick a way to die." Growled Lionstar, watching the kit whimper and back into a corner. 02:33, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang climbed a tree and scanned the area. There was no stars, hardly any prey and it was extremely dark. How can some cat live like this? he thought, then snickered.Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:37, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

"I've created rockfalls, ripped open plenty of cats, that's getting old....I feed them to foxes and adders, but usually just to destroy evidence. I could cut off your ears and let you bleed to death, but I don't want to sit there for quite some time hearing you squeal until you die." Growled Lionstar.

Saplingkit wailed. "P-Please, I promise I'll behave Lionstar, I swear!" She cried. 02:40, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang sighed. ''I could of been Birchkit's mentor. I could of trained her to be the best warrior ever! She could of been Birchstorm or Birchflame or Birchfang!'' he thought angrily.Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:42, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar narrowed his golden eyes at the begging kit. "Fine, I'll give you a warning, but this is it." He spat, lashing out at Saplingkit's side, leaving a long, thick scar running down it. Saplingkit wailed, pelting from the den with her tail between her legs. 02:43, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang laughed. "Now you're the one who has your tail between your legs!" he said.Meerkatpaw (talk) 03:16, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Foxfang passed by, gasting a glare at Frostfang. "If you're getting interrogated by Lionstar, you'll be the one with your tail between your legs." she growled, licking her toe-less paw. 14:34, June 13, 2014 (UTC)

Well she looks tough, for a she cat Frostfang thought. This wasteland is stupid!Meerkatpaw (talk) 22:27, June 14, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar noticed Foxfang and scoffed. "Hah! Well hello, pile of faint patches." He growled to the fading warrior. Foxfang snarled at him.

"Your day will come!" She spat. Lionstar rolled his golden eyes. "I look like a normal cat right now, not nearly as faded as you. I strike fears into cats, so they know me forever!" He growled. 01:43, June 15, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang sighed. One day I'll fade away, but I won't so fast. He then decided to climb another tree.Meerkatpaw (talk) 03:23, June 15, 2014 (UTC)

(Since it's quiet and I want to put my plot into action.) Frostfang bristled when he saw a familiar tom. The tom looked at him. "Why hello Frostfang" he said. "Missed me?" Frostfang hissed, Then bared his fangs. "You should be fading Cloudscar" he growled. "But I'm not" Cloudscar replied in his cocky way. "You, Tanglekit and Softsky still remember me. But it was just you who kept me alive." "Well you should be dead!" Frostfang yelled and lunged at his adopted father. However, Cloudscar leapt out of the way. "We can make peace for once if you like. There are two warriors in StarClan that are straying quite close. We can kill them." Frostfang thought, then nodded. "You've got yourself a deal father" Frostfang said. Cloudscar nodded. As he followed Frostfang, an evil grin came across his face. I wonder how he will react, when he sees that his sister is with him? he thought. This is what you will get, for betraying your adopted father.Meerkatpaw (talk) 05:04, July 12, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar glared at Foxfang, flexing his claws in her face. "So, shall I make your day and make you fade?" He growled, eyes gleaming. Foxfang snarled, climbing up a tree and away from the former SummerClan leader. 15:06, July 12, 2014 (UTC)

Cloudscar watched through the bushes to see a white StarClan tom approaching. He looked towards Frostfang, who was on a sturdy tree. "There's just one warrior!" Frostfang said, confused. "He's not the one"Cloudscar said. "But, let's just kill him." Frostfang nodded as he jumped down from the tree, then began to stalk the cat.Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:05, July 13, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar snarled up at Foxfang before padding away, plotting to train his Great-Grandson. 02:07, July 13, 2014 (UTC)

Sheeppelt felt himself fall as Frostfang knocked him over. He hissed and clawed the black tom's white chest, making him stumble backwards. Frostfang's amber eyes flared. I'll show you he thought, then aimed for his neck.--- Cloudscar looked around impatiently. Where are they?! he thought, kneading his paws as Frostfang attacked Sheeppelt.Meerkatpaw (talk) 02:13, July 13, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar noticed Frostfang and Sheeppelt wrestling about over in StrClan. The leader "raised an eyebrow". Oh look, a kit fight. He thought lamely, padding on, yawning. 02:19, July 13, 2014 (UTC)

Sheeppelt struggled in Frostfang's vicious grasp. The black tom pierced his claws into Sheeppelt's stomach. Sheeppelt yowled in pain, then exposed his neck, but tucked it back in before Frostfang bit it. Soon losing interest, Frostfang raked his claws on his flank, then left. "Waste of my time" he said.--- Cloudscar snarled. Why couldn't that StarClan warrior even get a swipe in! he thought, ten smiled his evil smile. Once his sister comes, what would he do then?Meerkatpaw (talk) 06:38, July 19, 2014 (UTC)

Lionstar stalked through the forest, a smirk growling on his face. ''Now that Flaringflame's attacked Rainingflame, his hunger for power shall grow. I'll raise my descendant well, and he shall become as murderous as me!'' The cruel leader thought, flexing his claws. 20:11, July 22, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang smiled, then watched as Sheeppelt struggled back to a bush. Maybe I;'ll get used to this place he thought.--- Cloudscar hissed. If the others don't make him fade, I will he thought, giving his former foster son a glare from behind his back.Meerkatpaw (talk) 03:59, July 23, 2014 (UTC)

Foxfang fell out of the tree, landing with a soft thud. Sighing, the fading warrior limped off, her ears back. ''Why doesn't Lionstar respect his family...? He should be happy, he had people who loved him, but....He killed them all. I've never even had a family, or kits, or a mate, not even an apprentice.'' The brown-and-white she-cat thought glumly, looking at her torn-up paw. Lionstar ruined everything for me too...

Lionstar's tail lashed once as he watched Burningflame flee SummerClan camp. I'm disappointed that she's my descendant. He thought bitterly. 04:27, July 23, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang smiled, then jumped onto a log. He then looked down in anger. I could of been a leader he thought. I would of been the best.--- Cloudscar shivered when he saw a familiar cat. No. I don't love her any more he thought angrily, turning away.Meerkatpaw (talk) 03:51, July 24, 2014 (UTC)

Spiderstorm stood in her power stance as Magpiestar walked into the clearing, his eyes narrowed slightly and his own stance seemed to fault. The black molly watched through her remaining eye and took his mood into consideration, he wasn't here to train - no he was here to talk. She made an exaggerated sigh as he came closer. The leader just stared darkly at her. With a small laugh, Spiderstorm finally spoke to break the current tension. "I haven't seen you since your leader ceremony, and you're angry at me? For what now?" Magpiestar growled slightly before sitting down. From where she sat, the molly towered above him from her perch on a low lying branch.

"How do you do it?" He spoke finally, turning his head to emphasize his point. "Do what?" She took a gentle leap to stand before him. "Deal with losing your family. I saw your memories, you watched them die, sometimes at your own paws." He replied, looking down at his paws. "I only have my adoptive son left, but everyone else that was close is dead. What can I do, Spiderstorm?" The molly soften her glare slightly to him, lowering her head to make some eye contact. "Look, as much as I want to help you Magpiestar, it's not my place to help. My head has been lost lately, so I can't pull myself to help you in case I burden you with something else." She spoke with her softest tone, like a mother talking to their son.

He looked back up, slightly shocked by her voice, but regained his composure. "Well... Do you want to talk to me about anything?" Spiderstorm, by this jumped back up to the branch from before, wanting to distance herself slightly. "I don't want to burden you, like I said before." Magpiestar shook his head softly, "You've already shared some of to me at my leadership ceremony, what more would hurt?" The black warrior felt a smile, but kept her solemn face still. With a sigh she nodded to him, and thought before speaking.

"She's still here, her ghost haunts me... She holds me tight with words that I haven't heard in seasons, nor have any cats living in the Clans today." Spiderstorm watched, and saw a small indication on her company as he saw it too. The pale ghost of Slugheart filtered in her mind and spat taunts and insults all telling her how useless and unwanted she is. Spiderstorm took a shaky breath and continued. "I was nothing to my adoptive mother, absolutely nothing to her. I was about to become an apprentice at seven moons when she first physically abused me, knocking me to the ground in a single swipe. Only I saw it and so did one of the cats here." She turned to look down at the leader who was seeing in his own vision what she was describing.

"I was three, nearly four years old when I finally killed that evil, ghost. But I killed the cat that was also my mother, a true mother. Batnose should never of been killed then, it took me months to recover from what had happened. But then... I saw that ghost again, in my dreams. Her words filled me to brim and I ran from the Clan, to that clearing I know." Spiderstorm was crying, tears falling onto the branch as she raked her claws slowly along it. "That's all I could hear until well, Pheasanttail and Blackclaw came to take me back. But there was still Dipperpelt, another cat I was tormented by. Not as bad, but it came to be. I couldn't kill her, she at some stage treated me like a sister."

"I-" Spiderstorm was cut off by something grabbing her throat. But she couldn't see it, until she fell across the branch. Her attacker revealed themselves, and the noise Spiderstorm made was a cross between a cry of fear and a growl of pure hatred. There stood the pale pelt of Slugheart, who held a heavy paw to the younger molly's pelt. The younger molly looked back to the ground to see an absence of Magpiestar. "Looking for that leader? I sent him back to his Clan, but not without a few marks he'll remember." Slugheart chuckled, narrowing her yellow eyes. Spiderstorm growled, kicking her back legs upwards, throwing the older molly off. She skidded slightly on the branch, to a point where she hung from the edge.

Spiderstorm regained her breath and saw her adoptive mother struggle to regain her place on the branch. "I know you won't help me, but what if I said something to make your change your mind about that." The younger molly looked down, "like what?" Slugheart gave a deep breath, looking back up to meet her niece's eye. "I'm sorry. Being dead for years has made me realize how badly I treated you and what the repercussions were. Because of me you killed cats, and I can't fade away knowing that." Spiderstorm stood speechless, giving a reaction neither had expected. She stood in her thoughts, but the noise of Slugheart slipping slightly brought her attention back.

"You know what I think?" She spoke, watching Slugheart. "I think you can rot the depths of nothing forever." Spiderstorm reached forward and drove her claws into her adoptive mother's face. The older molly cried out and let go, falling from the branch. A sickening thud ensued, and Spiderstorm jumped down to investigate. She watched as Slugheart slowly died, her right front leg twisted at an odd angle too. The younger molly walked away, another demon now gone. — ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ   ★    ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ɪs ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ?  Tue Aug 26 09:34

Saplingkit walked around, a scratch now visible on her shoulder. She had been pestering Lionstar, and angered the leader, thus, he attacked her with a simple, lazy blow. At least he didn't kill me. She thought, licking the wound.

Lionstar calmly licked Saplingkit's blood from his claws before sheathing them. Shaking his pelt, the leader leaped into a dying tree and gazed around. ''I better train Flaringflame harder, that way, he'll fear me. Then, he'll be under my control once more!'' He thought, narrowing his golden gaze. ''I'll force him to continue the line. That's the one promise I'll keep with Talloak.'' 16:29, August 26, 2014 (UTC)

Frostfang came back to the dark forest, full both of satisfaction that he killed his foster father for the second time, yet a little saddened for his sister. However, he didn't show his sadness. He then felt a strange feeling come over him. Maybe I could bring a SpringClan cat in he thought. Maybe Eaglefrost...Meerkatpaw (talk) 04:08, August 28, 2014 (UTC)

Jaystorm hissed as another attack was quickly aimed at his side. Reacting quickly, the tabby ducted down, avoiding the oncoming attack by another tabby-spotted tom, whom flew by just whisker lengths above him. After hearing the thud of the larger tom's sized body hitting the dull floor, Jaystorm launch his own attack, landing straight on the tom's side and raking his claws down his shoulder blades. The tom let out a screech of pain and wriggled, trying to get free as his legs kicked up and into Jaystorm's own stomach. Holding back pained yowls, Jaystorm dug his claws deeper until the tom finally seized his thrashing and lay limp, staring up at him with emotionless green-ish eyes.

Soon, a small chuckle escaped the tom's lips as Jaystorm released his opponent, "Well done, I see you have been keeping up with training outside of here?" the tom commented, licking the wounds he had just received. Jaystorm sighed, flicking an ear as he licked the recent one he'd received from the tom earlier on his right haunch, "You do realise that I am a warrior now, and that I don't 'train' anymore?" he grunted, not lifting his gaze once to meet his mentor's. Brambleshadow flicked his tail silently as he kept his gaze fixed on Jaystorm, "Only fools stop at apprenticeship, if you want to succeed then keep practicing," he mewed casually. Jaystorm merely shrugged, "I don't even see why I have to come here anymore, after-all I am quite capable of fighting and winning against anyone at this point I may come across," he mewed. Brambleshadow flashed a look, "That does not matter. There are still cats that could potentially outmatch you, so if you keep learning then you will be able to defeat most of everyone," he pointed out. Jaystorm shrugged again, still not lifting his gaze, "Fine, extra training never hurts. I'll just have to bring Snakestorm out and train with him so I don't look so insane," he mewed in a snarky voice, turning his attention to the cat that hadn't lifted his gaze since they'd broken up their battle match.

Brambleshadow kept silent for a moment then released a small bout of air, "Who is this Snakestorm you speak of sometimes," he asked. Jaystorm lined his bright green gaze to the brown tabby-spotted tom, "My, erm, familiar persay," he mewed, slightly lost for what to say about the subject. Brambleshadow merely blinked silently, studying him, "Have I not said that relationships of any sort are dangerous towards any type of health you may have?" he growled in a low voice. Jaystorm's eyes turned to slits instantly, "It isn't much of your business, is it? Stay out of my personal life," he growled back, his neck fur ruffling. The tom across from stood, inching closer, "Is that was I should hear from my apprentice?" he growled even more outspokenly. Jaystorm inched closer as well, still letting the anger bubble within him, "You are not exactly my 'mentor', you just exist in this stupid world to tell me things I already know or things I can't care about," he remarked, walking off into the distance to just escape the idiot. Brambleshadow just stood in his place, staring after him mysteriously. 04:52 Sun Sep 7

Eaglefrost looked around the shadowy place. Why am I here? he thought, then his eyes darted to a black tom. "Well hello there" Frostfang said. "Where am I piece of fox dung?" Eaglefrost hissed. "That wasn't the introduction I wanted from you, but I guess I'll introduce myself. I am Frostfang, the worst cat you'll probably meet in your life. I see potential in you, even more than you think. So, I'm giving you one chance. Join the dark forest..." Frostfang said, then hooked his claws into Eaglefrost's cheek. Eaglefrost yelped in pain. "Or your son and mate get it in their sleep." Eaglefrost gasped. "Fine, Fine! I'll join!" he said. "Good" Frostfang said, then released his claws. Eaglefrost's cheek bled a little. "Our training starts now."Meerkatpaw (talk) 07:03, September 7, 2014 (UTC)

Loachtail yawned, frowning at the lack of warmth by her sides. Opening her eyes she saw the dim scrub around her. The molly held a gasp as she saw the dark, ragged pelt of Spiderstorm slink out, amber eye blazing. "Hello dear, it's so nice to see you." The deceased molly purred, nestling her head upon her former apprentice. Loachtail held a small smile, but was concerned about being summoned. It had been moons since she had visited and it worried her about what her mentor would do. "It's lovely to see you as well, Spiderstorm. But I hope you don't mind me asking, but why did you bring me here?" The pale pelted queen asked, copper eyes looking up slightly.

Spiderstorm gave a small nod. "I summoned you here for one reason alone. Your sons." The black molly turned to face the queen, looking over her shoulder. "I'd like to train them as I did you, but of course under these new circumstances." The black warrior purred slightly, inspecting her paw. Loachtail stared in utter disbelief, it had been a mere day or so since their birth and already this had come up. "I have no disrespect for you, but what about your own sons? Wouldn't you prefer your own kin, or closer kin for that matter?" She stammered at first but found her voice. "I know about my sons, but I already asked them about it. I respect their decisions Loachtail, so when I heard about Raggedpelt being the father of your litter, it became an option." The black molly explained, looking back at Loachtail.

"But what about my kit's decisions? Can't you wait until they're old enough to understand StarClan? Let alone the stories about you Spidestorm?" The queen pushed, but the last part angered the deceased cat. "StarClan? Those worthless cats dragged me out of their home and threw me in here. In front of my own kin, Loachtail. My daughters watched as their mother, the cat that held them was thrown into this nightmare." Spiderstorm pushed forward. "I didn't ask to be here, I found the cats that made me who I am now, and I killed them. My demons are fading, and so am I. My future lies in your sons, Loachtail. I need both you and them to understand that, are we clear?" The warrior hissed, her breath fowl in the face of the queen.

The pale tortoiseshell nodded slowly, understanding what was happening. She could see it now, looking closer. Spiderstorm was fading, only slightly did the outlines of the trees show through the molly. Loachtail watched as the other cat walked off, head low. "You're not a bad cat Spiderstorm, just remember that. What happened to you wasn't right and any cat could have reacted the way your did." These words pulled on the black warrior's heart strings enough that she turned around. "There was another cat that lived like me, but we share one difference." Spiderstorm's face turned soft and showed a sadness that reflected in her amber eye. "She doesn't have the blood of a Clan on her paws." — Sun Sep 7 07:31

Eaglefrost unsheathed his claws as he flung himself at Frostfang. He dodged his attack and dug his claws into Eaglefrost's back. "Useless tick!" Frostfang hissed in Eaglefrost's ear. Eaglefrost growled.Meerkatpaw (talk) 08:19, September 7, 2014 (UTC)

Mousedash hissed as Eaglefrost lunged at Frostfang she jumped at Eaglefrost hissing. "Fighting isn't going to help us!" she yowled coldly. Patch

Lionstar paced beside his den in a rampage, his tail lashing from side to side. His ginger fur was spiked, his lion-like looks growing more menacing. ''I will kill Cranekit soon, then see how Flaringflame reacts. Hopefully, I'll gain control over him once more.'' 20:54, December 12, 2014 (UTC)

Eaglefrost wasn't happy the interruption, but it was Frostfang who reacted. "You idiot!" he growled to the she-cat. "What doesn't fighting help? What do we need help with?"Meerkatpaw (talk) 21:42, December 12, 2014 (UTC)

"If we are to defeat StarClan! Then we need to focus on them not our cats1" She yowled at Frostfang coldly. Patch (talk) 18:13, December 15, 2014 (UTC)

Spiderstorm sat watching the bickering cats from a branch above. She enjoyed watching the seemingly younger cats of the Dark Forest. It amused her greatly. The molly had little care for StarClan and little faith. Spiderstorm slumped down her head on her paws. — Mon Dec 15 23:22