Wild Shadows (Book Two; Series One)

Prolouge

The tom watched his former clan-mates hustle and bustle about. He wanted to leap on them.. kill them, and watch their blood drain from their necks. Slowly.. Painfully. Yes.. they'd pay. But mostly.. her. He dreamed of the day he'd slit her throat.

"Blackfeather." His business partner growled. "What?" Blackfeather growled. "Don't you want to see how blood thirsty and stupid they are?" He asked. "We need an example.. how about a kittypet?" The cat asked. Blackfeather nodded. "Of course."

It took awhile, but they found a cat dumb enough to follow. She had a young kit following her, maybe they'd use him too. "So.. where's this mouse infestation you forest cats are so scared of?" She asked with a teasing purr. Blackfeather rolled his eyes. "Right here, hop up." His partner smirked. She hopped up, and Blackfeather grabbed the kit, hopping on the fence so he could watch. "My momma is good at hunting mice." He purred. "Yeah Yeah.. watch." Blackfeather growled. His business partner howled, and the dogs leaped out, snarling. They grabbed the kittypet quickly, tearing her apart like prey. The kit was frozen in shock, terror and sadness glinting his eyes. Blackfeather threw the kit off the fence on the safe side. "Never trust anyone kit! A life lesson from your best friend Blackfeather." He hissed. The tiny black kitten nodded, before running off in a cry.

"They're so blood thirsty they'll listen to anything I'll say." The rouge growled. "Good.." Blackfeather smirked. He watched as the dogs flung the dead cat around like it was prey. "I'll head back to my alley way now." Blackfeather yawned. "What's your name?" He asked before he left. "Dogsnap." The tom grunted. "Great. I'll come see you when it's time." Blackfeather purred.

He leaped on the box, onto the dumpster, onto the fence, and over. This was secluded place, no Two-leg could get him here. It was a couples days after Silverpaw left him. After she betrayed him. She was exactly like Whitestripe.. Blackfeather just huffed. "I'm doing this for you, my dear sister." He meowed, looking up. "StarClan take mercy on me.." Blackfeather added. The night came. And so, his nightly training would begin.

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The sandy she-cat made her way through the allies of her land. Scaring house cats and making them bring her their food was exhausting. Burr just shook her pelt, feeling her collar hit her neck. "Maple, I'm going to make a daily rounding." She meowed, before heading out onto the concrete.

Burr came across a familiar loner around here. They commonly bickered. "Dogsnap." She growled. "Burr.. I have another forest cat who wishes to see you." The rouge meowed. "Don't tell me it's that Feather-boy. He was awfully annoying. Whining about love." Burr sighed. "No.. it's Redsnow. He's seen you before." Dogsnap replied. A large tom pushed him out of the way. He was mostly white with a few red-ginger-ish patches. "I need your allegiance when I take over." Redsnow meowed. "What will we get?" Burr asked coldly. "All they prey you could want.. the forest, open land.. anything." He meowed. "Deal."

"Excellent."