Ivory sat proudly in the slight distance of the four leaders talking at the lake as the Rogues were gathered nervously. For once since she learned about them, she felt a slight pity—and was that guilt? Why would she be feeling guilty; she helped them.
"Do you agree that the Rogues deserve a second chance?" Hawthorn bellowed.
"Singe ordered them to be evil," Rapid pointed out. "I don't see why not, since she's gone."
"Who says they aren't evil out of their own free will?" Bright fretted.
"They came here out of their own free will," the Feather-Lifter leader replied. "The 'evil' ones are back at the Loud-Place. They're dead."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive," Riverstone shouted from the Rogues' spot. Ivory decided that she was somewhat replacing Singe as the leader.
Blossom was about to speak again, but Rapid cut her off. "See? Only Rogues can speak for themselves!"
"What about—"
"We're taking them. All of the groups."
Out of the corner of her eye, the beige and ginger she-cat saw the Rogues' faces light up, and a few of them seemed like they wanted to thank Rapid personally.
Luckily none of the other leaders seemed betrayed by the Claw-Bearer's statement, and Ivory was glad that they had all agreed.
Comes the unity of groups, followers, and foes.
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Fantasy"TO FULFILL THE DESIRE OF A NEW AGE. . ." Ivory didn't know what was coming for her. The Claw-Bearers didn't expect an ambush from the Rogues, sending them into Seasons and Seasons of war. The she-cat who started it all saved her life, and she was q...
