Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2009 7:51:23 GMT -8
The gorge was quiet, and the weather was still. The gorge remained the same as it always been, no cat dying down it, nothing really going on. The gorge had no one near, except for one cat.
The large black tom padded over to the gorge, his dull green gaze staring down the large gap. He wasn't sure how to rise an army of cats, or anything, he wanted revenge.
Revenge, is why he wanted to take over the clans, for getting rid of him on RiverClan territory.
It is true, he did kill his former mother, a queen who he barely knew, and her mate. They lied to him, which made him fill with anger, hatred.
They didn't tell him that they were not his real mother and father, until he was 20 moons old. His teeth gritted, gritted in pain, gritted in anger.
The only one that seemed to understand, even a little bit, was Leo. Moonlight was not a real "Evil Cat", she used to be kind and soft, until he talked her out of it.
His front paw's claws sunk in the earth, tearing it up, making it rip, making it shred. He stared across the gorge, his eyes suddenly shutting tightly, quickly.
His bobtail twitched, which seemed to do that out of habit, every once and a while. He ignored the paw steps he heard, and kept his eyes shut, kept his claws ripping the earth.
The large black tom padded over to the gorge, his dull green gaze staring down the large gap. He wasn't sure how to rise an army of cats, or anything, he wanted revenge.
Revenge, is why he wanted to take over the clans, for getting rid of him on RiverClan territory.
It is true, he did kill his former mother, a queen who he barely knew, and her mate. They lied to him, which made him fill with anger, hatred.
They didn't tell him that they were not his real mother and father, until he was 20 moons old. His teeth gritted, gritted in pain, gritted in anger.
The only one that seemed to understand, even a little bit, was Leo. Moonlight was not a real "Evil Cat", she used to be kind and soft, until he talked her out of it.
His front paw's claws sunk in the earth, tearing it up, making it rip, making it shred. He stared across the gorge, his eyes suddenly shutting tightly, quickly.
His bobtail twitched, which seemed to do that out of habit, every once and a while. He ignored the paw steps he heard, and kept his eyes shut, kept his claws ripping the earth.
