A brown tabby tom padded through the forest, rubbing his paws in the grass to clean the fresh blood off of them.
He purred as he plucked a bit of pale ginger fur from between his claws.
He repeated the sound of his victims screams and pleads in his head.
"No!" The pale she-cat had yelped, "Spare me!" She had stumbled backwards as he came closer.
He remembered the ear splitting screech she had let out as he had ended her life with a swift blow to her stomach.
He chuckled, how did he ever trust her? How did he ever love her?
~Hey hey hey! It was I, Comandercat, writing today.
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Phase Two
FanfictionThis is a sequel to our other book The Darkness Expands, so if you haven't read that please read that before reading this. The exiled cats have made their way to the Riverclan border. Now a Riverclan patrol has confronted them. What are they going t...
