Silent Star paced the mist-wreathed forest floor, the tall, ghostly trees that leaned towards each other, blocking out the starless sky. Her white tail tip flicked in the air behind her, swishing through the air behind her like a warning beacon. She heard a faint swishing throughout the damp forest, the air seeming to quiet with the sound of many footsteps padding on the damp, bare forest floor that was her hell. She allowed a satisfied gleam to enter her piercing emerald eyes, her long, elegant ears twitching, straining to capture the sounds of many cats moving throughout the seemingly endless forest. Her lithe, ebony body stalked through the forest, and she ignored the disgusting feeling of the damp, rotting ferns brushing her flanks. She twitched her whiskers in disgust, the only emotion she allowed herself. She sighed sharply, spearing to the pile of rotting wood in a clearing she knew was not far away.
Silent star's muscles bunched as she lept atop the pile of woods, her claws digging into the weak wood that threatened to give out beneath her. If another cat was watching, they would have seen a sleek, elegant ebony body, honed by seasons of training. Her thick glossy fur hiding the countless, brutal scars that covered her body like fleas. She had long, gleaming bone-like claws that had spilled many cats lifeblood onto the earth. She had a long, sleek tail, its tip gleaming like freshly fallen snow. Her eyes, piercing green that had been the last thing many rebellious cats had seen with dying eyes. She paced atop the slick, fungi covered wood, the fungi giving a sickly green glow that wasn't healthy. Finally, the cats wove through the trees, the leaves swishing as they made their way to their located places. Some cats bypassed the clearing entirely, going to other places in this hellhole. Some murmured to one another, some forgoing the pleasantries of speech entirely. She let out a barely audible breath, sitting down on her haunches. "Alright, you mouse-hearts. " she growled, tail lashing as her mind flashed back to 12 seasons ago, when the Great Battle was fought and lost. Since then, she had taken control of the Dark Forest, because all the other leaders had fallen. She pulled her mind back to the present, continuing " Dawn Paw, fight Shadow Fire" she ordered. The cream coloured she-cat Dark Forest apprentice headed off to a subsection of the clearing, the black she-cat following close behind. "Otter Snout, fight Owl Scar, and Dusk Heart, go fight Blizzard Vine." A young brown tom headed off, a cream top with black apples across his back headed after Otter Snout, the ugly pink scar for which he was named for sliding from his neck to the start of his tail. Dusk Heart headed away from the clearing, his grey pelt rippling as a white she-cat with black patterns snaking from her tail tip to her nose, which looked quite alike vines, headed after him. "Crow Step, Pike Nose, Badger Puddle, Ashen Flank and Dusk fire, stay here. " The black tom nodded, while Pike Nose and Badger Puddle, a small black she-cat with white stripes inclined her head slightly, a small nod. Silent Star surveyed the cats below. Yes, it seemed that all of the Dark Forest warriors had gone, pairing off with their apprentices. She gave a slight nod at Crow Stream, a massive muscular tom, his thin black pelt not hiding the many battle scars he wore with an insane pride and caught his charcoal coloured eyes, full of indecision to either head off, or stay. He nodded, he would stay to help her train the apprentices without mentors. Ice petal and White Strike lurked in the shadows behind her, their snow coloured pelts somehow seemed to blend into the shadows. The she-cat and tom stepped forwards at a flick of her white-tipped tail, coming forward to flank her.