Warrior Cats: Blood City

Warrior Cats: Blood City

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This story follows the lives of the cats that live in twolegplace after the humans build on top of clan territory. Some cats are evil, some cats are good, and some cats think they're good but they're actually evil... So buckle up for some warrior cat fanfiction! And get ready to travel through the eyes of the cats as they fight for life, get revenge for death, and maybe find some friends along they way. Read this book if you really like warrior cats but wanted to know what happened after the humans expanded twoleg place and when Thunderclan, Shadowclan, Windclan, and Riverclan left. Oh ya, there is also Bloodclan stuff in here. Enjoy. Potatoes :3
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"Dead bodies were- littered everywhere." She struggled to find her voice. "A cat who's claws are stained red roams our borders, no one can stop her! Many will attempt but they won't make it out alive!"With one large and terrifying gasp for air she collapsed to the ground. "Be aware, Breezepaw. Danger will come crawling where you least expect it. Like a cricket hiding within the grass." A cat roams owlclan's borders with blood stained claws and a pelt littered with battle scars. She's on a killing spree, a ravage some may call it. She doesn't hesitate to rip out the throats of those who defy her and you shouldn't test her temper. The moment this tortoiseshell got a wiff of blood she knew she would love to see others bathed in it. So this is what victory feels like? Seeing your opponent's look of terror as they realize what you've just done to them. It's marvelous, nothing can match. It don't matter who you are, you can be her kin, her leader or her friend. It doesn't matter if you get in her way she won't hesitate to rip you of your life. A Massacre that resulted in Owlclan's downfall. Caused by one cat. "I told you I always win, _______" - Her last words.

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