Unleashing something new. {Tangle}

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The medium sized black and white tom was slowly padding into ThunderClan's camp, his eyes still piercing with stones, ice, hardness.

He was padding along side with his mate, Roka, his ears flattening against his head. A gash was on the side of his head, and there were two spots where his fur was missing.

This tom was no longer the old CowSpot, it seemed as if the real him was hiding inside a hole, with chains connected in that hole, and it now broke the chains, crashing inside of him, unleashing heck on a city that was in his body.

His eyes peered around the camp, as he paused in the middle of the clearing, seeing almost nothing going on. His ears perked up, trying to see why, but he ignored it.

"TangleStar!"

He bellowed, which caused the fur-less elder to peek his head out of the den. He must be lonely, since there was no other elders there.

KestralSpot blinked, keeping his head poked out, wondering what was going on. He could scent blood, fresh blood, but he was pushing thoughts like that away. Something must of happened, really bad, that might of caused CowSpot to do this.

KestralSpot was real curious, but he didn't let that decieve him.

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Goldenfur looked from the Warriors den, her shining pelt bristling at the coldness in his voice. She stepped out and turned from the fresh-kill pile, keeping an eye on the Warrior.

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The black and white tom watched GoldenFur, and then shook his head. He remembered how horrible GoldenFur hated him, how bad she despised him, since of... Oh god, he hated that memory.

He shook his head, his gaze fixing around the camp once more. Then memories flooded his mind again, the smells, the touch.

He remembered when he liked GoldenFur. He remembered when he liked Tanglestar. He remembered when he forgot who he was at the time, when he was being craddled by his mother and his siblings.

He remembered all of it, at this moment, which wasn't good. It started to get a grip on the new him, trying to chain him up, and then the chains broke, heck breaking loose in his body.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes clutching down hard. He shook his head, and then started to pace.

He waited, he waited. He ignored the stares, he ignored the glares. He ignored the suspicions, he ignored the murmurs.

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Goldenfur sighed, in her heart she had forgiven him. But he never gave her the chance to apologize. She wished she could tell him, but yet... How?

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The tom had sat down, his ears flickering. He couldn't help but glance at GoldenFur a few times, wondering how she really felt, although, he just knew that she still hated him. She didn't even ask what happened, she just glared, glared at him.

He shook his head, still waiting, his paws kneading the ground with impatience.

"Where is TangleStar?"

He grumbled, his eyes narrowing.

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She broke her gaze at the tom, sighing. She started eating her mouse, wanting to glance at him.

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Tanglestar leaped at the yowl of her name. She peeked out of her den before seeing the blood oozing from Cowspot's head. She jumped up and ran from her den almost running into Roka. "Cowspot what has happened to you?", worry straining her voice. She had no idea what or who had done this but she was about to shred some tail.

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CowSpot was about to make GoldenFur speak her words, when all of a sudden, TangleStar leaped out, as if on que.

He looked up at her with defiance, his voice stern.

"Shadowheart. That's what happened."

He said.

"I got her off though. She went home with more gashes than I."

He looked at Roka for a second, then back at TangleStar.

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[Tanglekit]

"Excellent!", she purred desire burning in her eyes. The only thing she liked more than her taking a swing at Shadowheart or Dirtfur, was one of her warriors doing for her. Her grin grew large as she imagined the look on Spottedstar's face when she found out what happened on the border.

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CowSpot's nose wrinkled a bit, his ears flickering.

"I almost blinded her, but her head swervered out of the way. It was easy to get her down, to where I could of blinded her.. She was so light-weighted, so I could get on her back, scratching her back horribly while doing so."

He rose his head up with confidence. He no longer wanted to help ShadowClan, rather wanting them to be destroyed now. They denied his gratitude into helping, and they will pay.

"I have no doubt that she told DirtFur, and now DirtFur wanting me dead. If he does try, should I kill him?"

It was true, DirtFur was always that type. That question was stupid, for TangleStar would LOVE him dead, but.. wouldn't she want that done herself?

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[Tanglekit]

"No! I want him to come to me. The only thing he loves more than living on earth with Shadowheart, is dying and going to Moonshine. But if you do see Shadowheart again rip her heart out and it will do the same to Dirtfur!", she smiled devilishly. She could not even imagine the torture that awaited Dirtfur if he was ever seen here again.

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CowSpot dipped his head, and smiled.

"Of course. I will have the pleasure of doing that, actually."

For more reasons than one.

He kneaded the ground slightly, and then sat up straight.

"I could go along the ShadowClan border, and see if anything happens, if you wish."

His ears flickered, and then looked at GoldenFur.

"If I do that, I want her to come with me."

His eyes narrowed coldy, his tail tip flickering with impatience.

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Goldenfur's fur stood on end for a moment. She gulped and started eating her prey again.

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"No No I will send a new patrol of warriors to patrol it. No doubt Dirtfur is looking for you!.", she sighed looking around for more warriors.

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The tom looked at TangleStar.

"Do you think that I can not protect myself? Do you think that I would not send him straight here, right away?"

His fur prickled, he was clearly challenging his leader.

"TangleStar. It would be better to send me and GoldenFur, instead of a different band of warriors. Sure, they are fresh, but what if they get wounded, horribly? It is better to send one fresh warrior, and one slightly wounded, than a whole bunch of fresh warriors!"

His claws scratched at the earth below him, ears flattening against his head. He would shred DirtFur's back first, and then send him here, that would be for sure, at least, make sure that DirtFur was no match to him, and THEN send him here.

His head was shaking horribly, tail tip twitching irritably.

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