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Apr 8, 2009 15:31:48 GMT -5
Post by Eaglestar on Apr 8, 2009 15:31:48 GMT -5
The wind whistled through the dead territory of the Black Forest. Lightning flashed and rain poured but none of the cats in the large area seemed to mind. The whole clearing was filled with mews and occasional hisses but they all grew suddenly quiet. Every eye turned to a small tom making his way up a rock. The small, tawny cat's eyes were bitter and full of hate, enough to make every cat in the clearing flinch. A large scar ran across his pelt all the way to his face and his tail lashed constantly. He jumped to the top of the rock with pride and looked at his army. All of them were scrawny and dirty and he wrinkled his nose in disgust. They would be easy enough to control. He raised his eyes and meowed loudly, his voice booming through the clearing. "We strike soon!" A chorus of excited and approving yowls followed, even as he jumped down. He was a cat of few words but every cat in the clearing knew what he meant. Soon though mouse brained clan cat's territory would be there's. His spys were set and all was well. He stalked into the shadows with a wicked glint to his dark eyes. It would all happen soon.He would not only steal make his son and daughter, but get his long awaited revenge. And the clan cats would never know what hit them.
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