A ginger she-cat slipped through the forest, her gaze flickering from side to side. A branch snapped. She froze.
"There you are Firefly."
Firefly relaxed, "Oh it's you Shadowstar."
A black tom emerged from the shadows, "Of course it's me, who else could it be?"
"One of your stupid warriors, I still think we should meet on my territory."
"You don't have territory."
"Yes I do, just because I'm a rogue, and my group are rogues, doesn't mean I don't have territory."
"I guess..." said Shadowstar, flicking his tail, "But I'm not trekking all the way into your territory."
"But I have to come all this way into your territory!"
"Who's the one in charge?"
"You." muttered Firefly.
"Good, now are you ready to start the attacks?"
"Yes, but remember, I'm only going to help you, IF you keep your part of the deal. If you use me and my group and then betray us...we WILL attack you, if it comes to a battle, you're outnumbered."
"It won't, we won't betray you.
"Good, we'll start the attacks tomorrow, at the gathering, say there's also been prey thefts in your clan."
"Okay, that makes sense, that way they won't suspect me."
"Then I'll see you next half-moon."
Without waiting for a reply, Firefly turned and stalked away.
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Falling Stars
FanfictionMany moons ago, a group of rebels left the original clans and formed their own, Danwclan, Nightclan, Fallenclan, and Crystalclan. The rebel clans are now facing attacks, and four cats are sent on a journey to discover what's going on. Along the way...
