Ever wonder about Sasha, Hawkfrost and Mothwing's mother? Well, I did, and here's what I came up with as her story...

Anger was cold in Sasha's blue eyes as she looked around the territory of BloodClan, if you could call it that. Scent marks were sprayed around the alleys to alert other cats that they should keep away. But they did already. Every cat in the neightborhood knew of Scourge and his fighters, and they would rather eat their own tails then go foraging in BloodClan trash cans.

Sasha's ears pricked up as she heard the sound of approaching cats. They weren't BloodClan. She knew it by the scent she could detect even through the thickly falling rain. "Who is that?" she whispered to Aurora, who was crouched beside her.

The calico she-cat shrugged her thin shoulders. "How should I know? Maybe-"

A hiss interrupted her, and Sasha felt her fur bristle of its own accord. It was one of Scourge's scouts, alerting him. "Whoever it is," she whispered to her companion, "They're about to get their fur ripped off."

Two cats reached the mouth of the alley. One was a gigantic dark tabby, the other lean and silver, his ears and tail twitching nervously, as if he knew that he shouldn't be here. Sasha stared at him in surprise. "Would you look at that!" she meowed. "It's Boulder! But I thought he went to the forest?"

Aurora's lip curled. "Maybe he was frightened when a bee stung him," she suggested coldy, "And came running back here."

Sasha would have purred out a laugh- Boulder was not known for his bravery- but she was listening intently to the cats at the top of the alley. She and Aurora crouched even lower as Bone appeared out of the darkness to challenge the newcomers. "Who goes there?" He took a step forward. "Identify yourselves. We don't like strangers here."

Boulder was the one that answered. "Greetings Bone," he meowed. "Remember me?"

Bone looked thoughtful, and Sasha and Aurora exchanged smirks. "The only thing he remembers is his last meal," Sasha growled scathingly.

"He wouldn't even remember his own tail," added Aurora, "If it wasn't attatched."

Surprisingly, Bone finally meowed, "So you've come back, have you, Boulder? You told us you were going to find a better life in the forest. What are you doing here?"

"Told him!" mocked Sasha from her place. "They forced it out of his friends, more like, once they found out he was missing! He makes it sound as if they let us leave at will!"

There was a fight kindling in Bone's eyes, and the dark tabby beside Boulder looked as if he would meet it. But before a hiss could be uttered, Boulder spoke. "We want to see Scourge."

Bone snorted in a typical way. "I can't imagine that Scourge will want to see you. And who's this with you? I don't recognize him."

"My name is Tigerstar," meowed the unknown cat. "I've come from the forest to speak with your leader."

Sasha watched Bone's eyes flick back in forth. She could tell he was a little daunted to meet a cat almost as large as he was himself. "What do you want with him?" he asked.

Tigerstar's eyes were challenging. "I'll discuss that with your leader, not his border patrol."

Sasha and Aurora were impressed. It wasn't often they got to see Bone scorned, not to his face. They lashed their tails, ready to watch the fight, but Boulder stopped it before it could begin. "Scourge needs to hear this," he told Bone. "It could be to every cat's advantage."

"Every cat's advantage?" wondered Sasha to Aurora. "What's he going to tell us? How to get thorns out of our paws?"

Aurora snorted as Tigerstar and Scourge made their way down the alley. Others were appearing out of trash bins and behind garbage, interest lighting in their eyes. Sasha and Aurora stayed in their hiding place, but they had a clear view of the end of the alley. Scourge was sitting in the Twoleg doorway that was in the wall at the alley's end. Sasha narrowed her eyes as Boulder pointed him out.

"That's Scourge?" Tigerstar's reply was loud and clear. Too loud. "He's no bigger than an apprentice!"

"Oooh," Sasha mewed gleefully, "Bad move, forest rat!'

"Shh!" Boulder reprimanded Tigerstar frantically. He murmured something else, but Sasha couldn't hear what it was. But she heard Scourge's words all right, and felt Aurora stir beside her as their leader's cold, frosty voice split the rain-filled air. "It seems I have visitors." The tiny black cat looked calm and certain, as always. "I wasn't expecting to see you again, Boulder. I heard you'd gone to live in the forest."

"Yes, Scourge, I have." The squeak in Boulder's voice betrayed his fear.

"So what are you doing here? Have you changed your mind and come crawling back? Do you expect me to welcome you?"

"If he does," Aurora muttered, "Then he's got more rubbish in his head than he did before he left!'

"No, Scourge," came Boulder's reply. He was meeting Scourge's eyes. "It's a good life in the forest. There is plenty of fresh-kill, no Twolegs-"

Unsurprisingly, Scourge cut him off. "You haven't come to extol the virtues of forest life," he meowed icily. "Squirrels live in trees, not cats." Approval rippled from the BloodClan cats, soft but certain. "So what do you want?"

The cat called Tigerstar stepped forward, pushing Boulder firmly away. "I am Tigerstar, the leader of ShadowClan," he informed Scourge. "And I have a proposition for you."

"A proposition?" Scourge's eyes narrowed, and Sasha saw he was interested. "Of what kind?"

"I wish to drive away the other three Clans of the forest," Tigerstar meowed. "But I will need more cats to do it. I have a plan to unite RiverClan with myself, and then we will have more strength to defeat ThunderClan and WindClan."

Scourge's laugh made Sasha's tail bristle. "Why would I ever want to aid you?"

"Because if you do," Tigerstar replied readily, "I will give a share of the forest to you."

That stopped Scourge for a few moments. His eyes were glittering slits, and he looked at Bone. "We aren't forest cats," he growled. "What would we want with a hunk of moss?"

"Because that hunk of moss is full of mice," Tigerstar answered smoothly. "Look at this place, Scourge. All you have is Twoleg rubbish, and you have to fight other rouges to get it. In the forest you could have a supply of freshly caught prey that was yours to pounce on. The only challenge you'd have would be from the occasional badger."

Scourge cocked his head. "You would give BloodClan a piece of your forest?" he murmured. "And you would keep your own paws off of it once you did?"

"Of course," Tigerstar purred.

Why should we believe him? Sasha wondered, at the same time admiring the cat's determination. Many others would have been frightened off long ago, but Tigerstar stood boldly, his eyes on Scourge, ignoring Boulder as the silver cat trembled where he stood.

"All it would take would be a single fight," Tigerstar pressed on. "Against WindClan and ThunderClan. And I know that, with the combined ranks of RiverClan, ShadowClan, and BloodClan, we can defeat them. And," he went on, "If all goes well, ThunderClan may not be much of a problem. A pack of dogs should be feasting on their hides as we speak."

Sasha winced. What an awful way to go, but how cunning of Tigerstar to have found a way to get dogs to do his bidding!

"All right, forest fool," Scourge conceded, his tail swishing steadily behind him as he dealt out his insult. Tigerstar bristled, but held his temper. "Excellent," he meowed.

"I have not said that I agree to your terms," Scourge warned. "But I will sent a scouting party to the forest, and if I like what I will see I will think on this. You will spend the night here while my party looks."

Tigerstar's eyes flashed, showing Sasha that he was not familiar with answering to orders, but he nodded in acceptance. Scourge glanced over his subjects, huddled in the darkness of the alley. "Fitz. Rodney." He named two toms. "Follow Tigerstar's scent track back to where he has come from. Inspect the area. I'll expect you back by dawn."

Fitz and Rodney crept out of the alley, their heads bobbing energetically. "You can count on it, Scourge," Rodney promised. They were off.

"Sasha." The she-cat started when her name was uttered. She looked at Scourge. "I want you and Aurora to play hosts to our guests here. Make sure that they are still here for me to speak to them by morning."

Sasha nodded, not minding her task. She quite looked forward to speaking to Tigerstar, and there would be no harm done in seeing Boulder again. Perhaps he could give her advice on how to escape from BloodClan. Shesauntered over to the forest cats as Scourge, Bone, and most of the others disappeared into other alleys. Aurora made her way up to stand beside her.

"So, Tigerstar, is it?" Sasha purred at the dark tabby before her. She paused. "A bit fancy with forest names, aren't they?"

Hope you liked it, and review please! If I don't get any I won't bother with a new chapter!