Darkness swamped the pines of the forest. A shadow, dark as night, slipped through the trees. A white glow was coming closer, and amber eyes glinted from the bushes. A pure white cat with emerald eyes padded leisurely out from the shadows, parting his mouth to taste the air. "Come out, my rogues." The tom commanded, his shred-tipped ears angled toward the bushes. The amber eyes blinked slowly, and emerged from the bushes. The white tom narrowed his eyes. "I thought you would be here, my slippery friend. The time is coming for the clans to fall. For the rogues to rule. For the forest to change."
As if a signal had appeared, the other cat emerged. The white glow became a small and sly looking she-cat. "Satiah, meet Shred." His face twisted into an sneering grin. "Your mentor" His lip curled at the word mentor. "You know, the clans name for the cats who teach those puny youngsters." Shred growled, scoring his front claws along a branch.
"They will fall!" More cats appeared from the darkness, all looking as though they had seen hard times; scars of battle and raggedy fur was swamping the clearing. The other cats repeated what Shred started.
